Two Delightful little boys.

This week I had the pleasure of taking care of Mark and Asher in West Monroe. I was excited about the two days I was going to get spoiling them. I wasn't needed until Thursday but I arrived Wednesday afternoon and started my "work". I got to wake them from their nap. Asher is very cuddly after his nap and I was able to partake in that. He has grown up so much from being a toddler to a little boy. He is a little fella and fit right into this little bucket that his mom keeps blocks in. He was sitting in it and yelling "WHA ME, WHA ME!" At first I thought he wanted me to rock him but when I watched him he rocked himself over and giggled. I told him to do it again so I could take his picture.

Mark was watching all of this from his perch. I asked him if his mom wants him sit up there and he said "No but I can do it when you are here." He was quite proud of himself and told me to take his picture and of course I obliged.

Friday night all was quiet at their house and I was feeling quite content and reading my book. Mom and dad were out and I thought I had gotten them down for the night when a sudden thump was heard. I waited thinking it was mom and dad coming home but then I heard little feet running. I came out of my room which is on the other side of the play room from the boys' room. Mark is standing there looking very guilty and he said "Asher is downstairs". (They have a 2 story house). I yelled for Asher and he started yelling "YAMP BWOKE! YAMP BWOKE! YAMP BWOKE!" as he walked upstairs. I said "How did that happen?" He threw up his hands and shrugged "I dunno!" So I go into their room and notice that the nightstand between their beds had toppled over and sure enough the lamp is broke and lying on the floor. Again I ask "How did that happen" in my sternest voice and both of them said "I dunno!" Guess it was a ghost. So I fuss at them and tell them they had better get in bed or I was going to spank them and they quickly crawl under the covers and lay there waiting for punshment. I tuck them in and try my best to look mean and angry and tell them to not get out of bed again and to go to sleep. They both nod with wide eyed fear. I had to quickly get out of there cuz I couldn't keep a straight face. I took the lamp downstairs and put it on the counter so their parents could see their offspring's work first thing when they got home. Mom finally got to the bottom of the story and I am not sure what actually happened but no one got in trouble and dad said he probably could fix the lamp.

I came home Saturday night and am ready for a kid free week.