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I'm lying in bed typing this blog on my phone because I feel badley about not posting for two days in a row. I've spent yesterday and today doing to things: babysitting and working out. The kids have had my attention from eight in the morning to about seven at night. Well last night it was seven-thrity and tonight it was about six-thirty.... thus, my days have been full of sunshine, pooltime, and the most marvelous temper tantrums. Despite feeling like a maid and struggling to handle everything little ones can throw at a babysitter, I really do love them. they are my ducklings. I sat them all last summer, bonding with them and discovering just who they were. I got to know, understand them really, through trail and error while trying to work with and teach them. I can't help but to love all three of their personalities for their distinctness and wonderfulness. Okay, so I may have just lied to you. Technically, I have been watching four kids--the oldest is almost fourteen and I never watched him last summer. Thus, he and I have never "bonded". Well there is also the part where I extremely dislike him and every time I see if I kinda want to beat him up. Yikes, that is most definately not the thing you want to hear from a babysitter. Although I recognise my horribleness, I will justify myself by saying 1) he truly has one coming and 2) I am always as nice to him as I can be even when he lies straight to my face. Below the eldest boy in age are to other boys, fifth and thrid graders, and then a first grade girl.despite gender differences, I am most like the two boys in the middle, the fifth grader especially. He is extremely moral, which is completely opposite his older brother, and love to read. The boys and i have bonded quite a bit over Dragon Ball Z, Pokemon, and leggos. The three of us have had deep ( well as deep as two little boys are capable of) conversations about the world, saiyans, and zombies. The little girl is a piece of work and will drive all the boys nuts when she gets older. I mean I love her, but she isn't my type of girl, she isn't the kind of girl I am. I fully admit to being ridiculous but she is dramatic in a way I doubt she'll ever fully out grow. That is okay though because she is wonderful just the way she is. I understand her well, I think, though I'm not (personality wise) like her. The youngest boy is the one I understand the least and I'm not sue if it is because of a lack on my part, neglect, or because he is so quiet. Hmmm, the youngest girls is extremely demanding of attention and the fifth grader was really chatty too. I think the third grader is content to be quiet for the most part and I didn't spend as much time talking with him last year becuase he is quiet and undemanding, unless he want to show you a video game trick. I really enjoy him though. He and I worked on a leggo set, completely finishing the Prince of Persia set his brother had given him. I watched him and enfocrced the quiet he wanted when the other kids came in the room during a dart gun war. I much prefered the little one's quiet company, giving him occasional help when he needed it, to running around with the four other kids. (two boys came over to play, which was good. I just had six kids all day.) I love those kids and it warms my heart when they show me love in return my giving me hugs and wanting my attentions to show me things. Also, the youngest when given the opportunity to go somewhere said, "krista, I don't want to go....I haven't seen you in a year.". I couldn't help but to smile and tell her okay, you don't have to though I'll be here tomorrow and will be happy with whatever you choose. While I have no intentions of having a child anytime soon, days like today and yeasterday remind me how excited I am to have a family.