As some of you may know, I've been babysitting as well as working at Calvin Seminary a day or two the past couple weeks. The other day, I was babysitting for a friend of the family I usually sit for, who have an almost-four year old boy and a 9-month old girl. The baby girl was very sweet; she wanted to cuddle with me constantly, didn't really drool at all, and giggled a lot. The little boy, however, wasn't so sure what to think of me, I don't think. He is in the process of potty training at the moment, and is having an especially hard time with pooping in the potty. He's learned what it feels like to have to poop, and usually he asks for a diaper. His mom told me that, when this happens, I should rush him to the bathroom as fast as I can and make him try to poop in the potty - at all costs. If he disobeys, I should take away his stickers. So, suddenly, I hear, "Jana, can I have a diaper?" So, I tell him he has to try in the potty, rush him to the bathroom, only to discover that he apparently had already started pooping in his pants. So, as I was instructed, I took away his stickers. This evidently made him very angry, so while I went to put the stickers where they go when he disobeys, he decided to rip up a whole roll of toilet paper, get off the potty, step in the poop that was in his pants, and track it all over the floor.
I am not ready for kids yet.
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