So I had the pleasure this past week of tending to my cousins (8 goin on 9 and 4 goin on 5 both boys) and let me tell you, it was no joke. Ironing their clothes, damage control (making sure they're not tearin up the house), cooking for them (extremely picky eaters), making sure they're bathed and clothed, attitudes, definace, hissy fits, tears, playing UNO ten million times (oh and don't let one of them lose, all hell will break loose!), running around in circles, and all that is just before 10 o'clock!
Needless to say I love them with all my heart, I love the kisses and hugs and the I love you's. I taught the 4 year old how to say I love you in French so whenever I say "Je t'aime" he says "Je t'aime aussi!" (more like "juh tim ohsee"). Poor thing, I went out on a "date" last night and both of them were upset with me, pouting and blocking me from walking down the stairs. Around 5am the little one came into my room crying, half sleep, wiping his eyes, mumbling, "Tif-fa-ny can I sleep with you, I had a bad dream..." Funny thing is I was having a bad dream until he woke me up so I was like hell yeah! lol until like 6am when I heard him snoring like bear and I kicked him out, lol...he'll be aight.
They are a handful but these two are my heart and I can't wait to see what young men they will grow into.
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lol it is a form LOL
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