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Well. That was an experience.
For our Misson trip we're taking this summer, we have to raise some $$. We decided to do that by having a big baby-sitting deal at the church. From 6-10pm, parents can drop off their beloved offspring for us to care for. In return, we expect them to donate to our mission funds. All is dandy. My mother graciously offered me to be a volunteer sitter. So at 5:50pm on the day of the sitting (when I was informed of my volunteering) I had a lovely headache and still had to spring off to babysit 14 kids. After screaming, kicking, odd smells, name-calling, and a short sedating film, I was naturally a bit snappish. Thinking back on what I said, it must've been pretty funny (except not to the kids).
Kid1: I have to go potty.
Me: Well, I'm not stopping you...
Kid1: Where's the bathroom?
Me: I dunno. We're in the middle of the freakin' woods... pick a bush, any bush. Make a use for this idiotic wildlife.
Kid1: But it's raining!
Me: Great! no need for TP.
Then this girl came up to me and demanded for me to make her a butterfly out of beads. She gave me the string and ran off to watch Veggie Tales. I started the dumb bug, but only got past the first set of wings before I ran out of string. Being tired and a tad annoyed, I just tied it off and left it like that.
Me- Here.
Kid2- But isn't there more?
Me- Nope.
-pause-
Kid2- I'm sure there was suppose to be summore to it...
Me- Well, yuh see, this is a very special butterfly. Let me tell you a story about this special butterfly. It's name was Phil (HA! Philly!) and it had this eye-sight problem. The problem was he had no eyes. He was born without them.
Kid2- Whaaat? *smiles, thinking maybe I'm joking*
Me- it happens. So this blind eye-less butterfly was flying along and it came to a highway. A mean car, probably an SUV, came along and picked it right off. This is the half that lived. The other half is stuck to the front fender on an evil SUV.
Kid2- Oh. *smile sortof melts*
-another long pause. kid runs away eventually-
So I turn back to the beads and start making another bracelet when I'm joined by yet another offspring. Kids have this way of randomly jumping into random conversations that make no sense.
Kid3- Yesterday I went to the store and then I went home and then at 5:00 I watched a movie and then I played a game.
Me- *feining interest, nods*
Kid3- What were you doing yesterday at 5:00
Me- I don't rightly know
Kid3- You don't remember?
Me- Not at all.
Kid3- Then you must have hit your head.
Me- Naw, I think I wouldv'e remembered that.
Kid3- Maybe you did hit your head but you don't remember it because you died! *mad giggles*
Me- Well, to be here I must've gone down.
The kid laughs again, but I think the insult set in a bit later, because he ran off too. I venture out into the main room and watch a Veggie Tales Movie. After the movie, the kid on the couch says he has to go to the bathroom. Now, you say, thats no big deal- give him the bush thing again. But this kid had severly sprained his ankle yesterday, and you just can't turn down a cripple. Naturally, he want me to go in there with him and help him do his business.

Well anyway, I'll spare the details. Let's just say I better have a DARN GOOD TIME on this mission trip this summer.