mortified!
well, i don't actually care too much so i am not THAT mortified. But yea, fridays as usual i was babysitting the two kids from 1-6. jenny had called and said the girls were over at martin's dam, and i figured that since it was such a perfect day i should try and get the kids to go swimming! i thought going swimming at a new club would be fun and exciting, but i sort of had to do some major convincing. so, i finally got the kids psyched, went over to the pool and got to see courtney jenny katie briana yay! playing with kate and jack in the medium pool was actually fun though...kids are so cute.
after about 10 minutes of lathering on sunscreen, 10 minutes of watching the diving meet, and 10 minutes of playing monkey in the middle, it starts to POUR and THUNDER! ah. didn't even have time to get over to our stuff to keep it dry. i sacrificed getting my jeans and shirt wet in order to keep jack's sneakers dry though...i hope he appreciates it. anyway, we're walking up in a torrential downpour, and despite the urge to sprint for shelter, all i could say was "WALK KIDS!". i hate being a lifeguard. so, we saunter slowly up to the roofed area and it is mad chaos with the diving meet people. at this point i am kicking myself for ever making the effort to get to the pool, but whatever, it was worth it? haha, well, the kids and i made it to the car, got home through the puddles, we pull in and i think, "oh great, 1 hour to get the kids dry and clothe myself". but no. i hear kate scream "DADDY!". of course, the air conditioning had broken at his office and he decided to leave early. so there i am. wrapped in a mere towel. mortified.
eh. im not sure why, but i just always feel like when im babysitting i have to be this really put-together person. you know, clothed and stuff. annnywho...im sorry if you actually read my rant.
shout out to tooom! hope you have fun tonight.
after about 10 minutes of lathering on sunscreen, 10 minutes of watching the diving meet, and 10 minutes of playing monkey in the middle, it starts to POUR and THUNDER! ah. didn't even have time to get over to our stuff to keep it dry. i sacrificed getting my jeans and shirt wet in order to keep jack's sneakers dry though...i hope he appreciates it. anyway, we're walking up in a torrential downpour, and despite the urge to sprint for shelter, all i could say was "WALK KIDS!". i hate being a lifeguard. so, we saunter slowly up to the roofed area and it is mad chaos with the diving meet people. at this point i am kicking myself for ever making the effort to get to the pool, but whatever, it was worth it? haha, well, the kids and i made it to the car, got home through the puddles, we pull in and i think, "oh great, 1 hour to get the kids dry and clothe myself". but no. i hear kate scream "DADDY!". of course, the air conditioning had broken at his office and he decided to leave early. so there i am. wrapped in a mere towel. mortified.
eh. im not sure why, but i just always feel like when im babysitting i have to be this really put-together person. you know, clothed and stuff. annnywho...im sorry if you actually read my rant.
shout out to tooom! hope you have fun tonight.