My sister asked me to help her babysit some kids on saturday, and whilst the idea of watching actual humans freaked me out a little, I was a tad intrigued. High school kids do this all the time – so how hard could it possibly be?

I’ve always shied away from sitting opportunities due to the fact that I’d rather watch somebody’s pets than somebody’s kids – if, say, you accidentally lose/break the pet, you don’t go to prison. I’m sure pet owners everywhere would crucify me for that statement, but I did say ‘accidentally’ and in my defense, I only own a cactus, so I can’t really relate. *It’s a freakin awesome cactus, but I’ll write about that in another post.

Surprisingly, it’s not the actual watching of the mini humans that scare the hell out of me, it’s the hidden insecurities you face when confronted with unapologetic, in-your-face honesty perfected by kids everywhere. They don’t yet have the filters or the tact you grow accustomed to as an adult. Granted, they didn’t go for the obvious insecurities I was rooting for, instead they created some new ones – like how pale I am, how little make-up I wear and how strange it is that I’m 31 and not married yet .. stuff to ponder on later as I joyfully devour some smarties dipped in alcohol.

My sister handled it all like a pro, which makes me think I mighta missed more than the cooking gene in our family. She was friendly, playful with a hint of coolness, all mixed together with a dash of stern – it was pretty impressive.

They were lovely kids though, really well-behaved and sorta groomed for success *I wasn’t exactly playing golf at that age, plus our yard was devoid of a pool-tennis court combo – go figure. The whole experience did leave me a tad envious, we get so consumed with being an adult and worrying about silly things, whilst kids merely look past the shell and see the wonder, the joy of being alive and the promise of a magical future.

“I’d like to be a kid again but only because naps were insisted, twirling in circles was acceptable, and the only password I had to remember was open sesame.” – Adar Burks

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