This Day's a Perfect Shade of Dark Blue

So today was unusually pleasant. Partially because I take pleasure in odd things that happen in kids lives, and thrive off of telling ridiculous stories to make the scenarios that happen less scary.

The eldest of the kids I watch is in the process of losing her first baby tooth. She has it in her head that if it falls out she will look like one of the homeless old men off the streets of Philly. I told her the story of the tooth fairy, and how when she loses a tooth she not only gets a coin, but the tooth fairy sprinkles dust on her in order to make the new tooth grown in the old one's place. I also told her if she was smart she would lose it at school in order to be able to get a trip to the school nurse as well as a treat. She now is brushing that tooth vigorously as I type, and mumbling something to the affect of nobody ever telling her about a "real fairy" and how unfair this whole house is. I think it is adorable, and told her that if she loses the tooth at home, she can still sneak it in to school and say she lost it while riding on the bus. I think I may have created a monster.

The younger kids in the house also had an eventful day. I was in the middle of changing the boy, and he slams his finger up his nose, while also yelling at the top of his lungs "nose!!" I laughed at it for a second and finished dressing him. I went into the kitchen to dispose of his diaper only to hear a blood curdling scream out of his sister who was sitting with him. I whipped around to see the boy saying "uh oh" as blood trickled out of his nose. I cleaned him up and tried to console his basket-case sister. They seemed ok with it till it came time to color later on. His sister grabbed her crayon of choice, red, and decided that she would color the nose of a puppy dark red, and say "uh oh"

Can't get enough of them today. Its days like today where we have so much fun, and I know I am going to miss them when we leave. I could leave their parents in a snap, but I would have a hard time with leaving them cause they have just gotten to the point where they kiss me goodnight, and tell me they love me. Its things like this that they don't do to their own parents or sister, and make me feel special. It makes me want to have kids... but then I realize that that would make me a true adult, and at least now I can give these ones back.