So I texted a friend to see if she wanted a ride to a church activity this morning. She said she needed to find a babysitter, and I asked Dillon if he would babysit her little boy (who is a few months younger than MM). To my surprise, Dillon agreed. He’s a brave man.
So for two hours, forty-five minutes, he watched two babies. This is his report to me, via text message:
10:34: What am I doing wrong? Tears times 2.
11:00: We are okay again.
11:23: They are asleep.
12:00: Awake, but not crying yet.
12: 15: They are happy at the moment.
We got home at about 12:45, where both babies and Dillon were very glad to see us.