Conversation between me and one of my favorite kids ever, Blake, 8, who I babysat the first four years of his life:
Me: “Next time your parents need a babysitter, tell them to call me.”
Blake: “I have lots of different babysitters.”
Me: “What? You’re not supposed to!”
Blake: “It’s GIRLFRIENDS that you’re not supposed to have a lot of.”
Also, he may be dressing up as Michael Jackson for Halloween/his birthday – which I’m invited to.
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