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The Beginning of The End

This week I have inherited three children...I am not babysitting because there is no baby and there is DEFINITELY no sitting! I am watching the three oldest kids of my parents bishop while he and his wife are in Hawaii for 8 days - I am still trying to figure out why I didn't volunteer to be their luggage carrier instead. So this week, since I get off at 12:30 every day and they don't get home until 2:30, I shall use that brief moment in time to narrate the sure to come adventures of the week.

09/21/2009 DAY ONE:

I decided to be diplomatic and ask the kids what they wanted to do for family night. In all my years of overnight babysitting I have found a foolproof equation with Utah County children: Mom and Dad are gone + the babysitter can drive + Mom and Dad left lots of money = CHUCK E CHEESE! It never fails. So I didn't even bat an eye when they came up with that one all on their own. I did, however, start to panic a little on the car ride to Chuck E Cheese - I mean, these are the BISHOPS kids and I'm supposed to teach them something worthwhile and uplifting for family night...how to eat pizza? No. How to yell louder than all the other kids in the restaurant? No. How to become obsessive gamblers? Probably shouldn't.

It ended better than expected though - we talked about choice and accountability. We even managed to get a scripture on the subject in. :) Now, instead of sounding like I prepared their children for a trip to the Las Vegas Strip - I'll sound like I spent hours preparing a killer object lesson to teach an important principle. SCORE!

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