I’m staying at Carlton’s house this weekend. Not just me, but Zac and the kids, too. We are babysitting Jordan and Aidan, who are three and one.
I like to consider myself a patient person. I do the count-to-three thing when my kids push my buttons. Usually it works, but when it doesn’t, I leave the room to collect myself. My brother’s children wear my patience so thin, I could floss with it. Needless to say, I’ll never babysit these kids again.