And this, of course, is Michael, whom I had the privilege of babysitting earlier this summer, before I landed this plum of a receptionist's job. *Sigh* I say "privilege" because he's the most easy-going baby I've ever met in my life. He doesn't talk yet (or, at least, he didn't 2 months ago), he grins all the time, and he neither demands constant attention, nor requires it. He's just a lot of fun for a baby, thass all. And I wish I didn't have to earn tuition. I would be babysitting this little monkey so fast that you'd have to by-pass the virtual vapor trail. Created on August 11, 1997. Can you say "mama has no life"? This page is being watched by |