Adventures in babysitting

So on Mondays and Tuesdays I babysit our friends' two year old. Her name is Ansley Dawn. And she is the cutest, most precious 2 year old that I know!

I always try to do fun things with her, like coloring and writing her name. She loves playing with her baby dolls, so we do a lot of "feedings" and "diaper changing" for baby. She also loves books. At 2, she can successfully, and appropriately, turn the pages of a paper book, without creasing or tearing. (so proud). I have also introduced her to the Disney Channel, The Little Mermaid, Finding Nemo, and Ratatouille (she is obsessed with rats and fish...and my dog).  We always eat lunch like we're "on a picnic"; i.e. I lay out a blanket and we munch and talk about what Tyson is doing. Then we (scratch that, she takes) take a nap, and if she gets up before mom comes, we go to the park. She has amazing gross motor skills already!

However, she wears me out! It is especially hard when I have to work after she leaves, and all I want to do is nap. And I still gag on baby poop. It's sooooo, soooo, I don't know. SMELLY! I just pray she never pukes. I cannot deal with puke. At all. I can't even think about it without shivering...

I feel like babysitting and being around all my other friends kiddos (i.e. Camden and Xander and the future Snow Flake) is preparing me for one of two things: 1) motherhood or 2) the favorite aunt to all. :) I don't know which I would rather be....something to think about later on....

Let's give this another shot

Ok, I'm going to try this blogging thing again.

But nothing has changed! Well except my job. And my possible home address.

Yes, my new job wants me to move to Ohio. Is is possible for Oklahomans to live in Ohio? In another state with an OSU, but their colors aren't America's Brightest Orange? Another state that is known for agriculture, but not beef cattle? I don't think so. I DON'T THINK SO.

After fro-yo Monday with Jennie and Courtney, I've discovered many reasons why I cannot possibly live in Ohio. First off, what if that ever elusive engagement ring finds itself upon my finger? How could I possibly plan a wedding in Tulsa via Ohio? Second, I have three friends pregnant right now. It would be highly inconvenient for them to have their babies in Ohio. Third, despite 105 degree summers, I enjoy being a pool bum. And the pool is practically in my backyard. There are a million more reasons why this cannot happen until the fall of 2013. Yes, I will be getting married in the spring of 2013, or else. Seriously.

So, I've decided to ignore Ohio. I'm sure you're a great state. But I can't think about you right now. I have bigger, shiner things to worry about. Like making sure Chris knows I wear a size 8 on my ring finger....