I babysit. I'm a babysitter. That's my job. My outfit reflects that today. I try to look semi-pulled together when I babysit just so their mom doesn't think I'm a bum. But today I woke up late, had an 8 am "discussion of thesis phone call" with my advisor and somehow managed to pour coffee into a coffee mug, pull my hair into a ponytail, throw on a scarf and show up by 9am to two little people (they're 2 and 3 but they're still people) who were still in their pajamas and eating Captain Crunch. Kids don't know how good they have it. We played with play dough, we "markered" (aka colored), we watched Beauty and the Beast (best part of babysitting) and I wiped up a lot of snot, changed a diaper, and got coughed/sneezed on too many times to count.
This picture sucks because I'm tired. And I need to talk to my fiance. Good night.
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