I don't have children. And I don't plan on having them for a couple of years. It's not that I don't like children, but somehow I feel like I don't know anything about them (I hope that feeling changes).
Currently, I'm watching my nephew. He's the cutest and smartest boy in the world, I think...for a (almost) one-year old. But it's hard to meet the demands of kid who can't talk yet. He's gotten good at communicating some things, such as when he brings you something to open and whines a little, he saying, "Open this." In my mind, there's a please at the end of it.
Serving up lunch was fun. Sweet potatoe and bananas. Real sweet potatoes, but the bananas was a Gerber jar. Giving real food to a person learning to use their mouth full of teeth scares me. Will they chew it up all the way? I hope so, I don't know anything about infant first aid.
Being a parent (even for the day), is tough stuff. I definitely know I couldn't be a stay-at-home mom. Not because I think it's boring, it isn't, it's just exhausting...more so than my job.
I salute all those parents out there. Good job.