| I blame velithya for this |
 I blame ![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png) velithya for this
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Apr. 29th, 2012 @ 01:31 pm 
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(because they're her nephews, and I bet she TRAINED them to do this)
So. Today I am babysitting, aged 6 months and ~21 months. I fed them both lunch, and then, a few minutes ago, it was time for their naps.
Whereupon, when I went to change their nappies, I discovered that BOTH of them had undertaken poosplosions.
BOTH. OF. THEM.
I am exhausted, and I still need to clean up where the little one threw up while I was putting the bigger one to bed.
(I'm glad I have Babysitting Paranoia. The little one isn't quite able to roll back-to-front yet, and I left him on his back on a sort of play mat thing. Notably, I had previously had this mat on the table, next to where I was sitting using my laptop, but when I went to put his brother to bed, I moved the mat and baby to the floor. Sure enough, when I got back from tucking his brother in - which took quite a bit longer than expected, due to the poosplosion - he'd managed to wriggle quite some distance towards the edge, despite not really moving earlier. TOUGH SHIT, KID, YOU CAN'T FALL OFF THE FLOOR NO MATTER HOW HARD YOU'RE TRYING TO MAKE ME FEEL LIKE THE WORLD'S WORST BABYSITTER.)
Also, what with changing and dressing both boys again, and all the poo, and whatnot, in the last half hour I have washed my hands often enough that it feels like I don't have fingerprints any more.Current Location: poosplosion ground zero Current Mood:  exhausted
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*high fives*
Those are the worst aslthough I guess at least you outweigh an infant. Could be worse!
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| From: | sami |
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April 30th, 2012 12:22 am (UTC) |
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It's true. And also, while the smaller one especially can be kinda wriggly, the degree to which I out-muscle a six-month-old is borderline comical.
Plus - in contrast to what I imagine your job can involve - I don't have any real impulse to be granting my infant charges a measure of human dignity, or anything. They can basically chillax - or, in the older one's case, respond to my "this is what I'm doing" chatty monologue with "Poo! POOOOOO! Poo poo poo!" - while I scrub poop out of the crevices of their boy parts, and that's that, because dignity is for people who have at least *previously acquired* the skillset called Toilet Training.
Then again, possibly you're equally matter-of-fact about dealing with adults now, but I've never done that so I would find it way more awkward. Just, with adults, I can't ever imagine you get to have the cheerful smugness of "I CAN OVERCOME YOUR BEST EFFORTS TO WRIGGLE AND KICK WITH THE LIGHTEST OF TOUCHES, PUNY SMALL ONES."
| From: | nellie_meg |
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April 30th, 2012 01:55 pm (UTC) |
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poosplosion ground zero link
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Have you seen what you get when you click on the above link??
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