11: adventures in babysitting

I never liked babysitting when I was growing up....

My last adolescent memory of babysitting involved me locking myself in a food pantry, huddled in the fetal position, crying.

Thank heavens babysitting on Saturday night didn't induce that type of reaction.

Well, what did it induce?

Lots
and
lots
and
lots
and
lots

of

GIGGLES
and
SNUGGLES
and
TICKLES
and
HUGS.

Now that's my kind of babysitting!

I am super grateful for wonderful people in my life...
who are FUN to serve
who HELP me
who are KIND to others
who teach me how to LOVE

Thank heavens for my dear mentor and friend Missy, a person I LOVE, RESPECT, and ADMIRE dearly!