What Little Boys Are Made Of

So babysitting last night went well. I got £20 for sitting there and doing literally nothing apart from reading my new book and half watching Stallone's shite acting in Cliffhanger.
I was initially a bit nervous. I mean - i've never babysat for these kids before, so I was hoping it wouldn't be a complete disaster and they wouldn't spend thier time sat in a corner, rocking backwards and forewards calling for thier parents like a scene from a Childline advert. It wasn't, though. They were honestly really good kids. I've never babysat for boys, before, either, and here were two, one five, one seven.

I did realise one thing though. Boys are utterly gross. And they're not choosey about who they gross out, complete stranger or not. As soon as I went in, they were both really friendly and sweet, and as soon as the rents left, the youngest felt he needed to confide something in me, with a massive grin on his face:

'I did a really big poo earlier.'
'Did you really?'
'Yes. I do big poo's. They leave brown lines in the toilet sometimes'

All I could do was sit there and nod. He clearly decided I knew enough and buggered off.
Later on, the oldest gave me a run down on what a DS was, even though I knew. I humoured him though, as you do with children. I dug in my bag and produced an old gameboy color. 'Bet you don't know what this is, do you?'

Seriously, it was as if I'd shown them Jesus's eyes or something. They thought it was amazing. Like some sort of artefact. Then, when they noticed that I had a Pokemon game in there (I know you're laughing), they proceeded to ask me about which ones I knew about. It was like Pokemon Play Your Cards Right. I had literally no idea what they were talking about most of the time, but I made out I did. You don't want to go being the uncool babysitting who knows jack about the new 6027 pokemon invented since you were 10.

I've definately decided though - little boys are more fun. They may measure thier genitals and find excrement generally hilarious but they're amusing and quite sweet at times. Girls can claw your eyes out.

I'm off to my Nanaa's for sunday dinner today. Nice one ;)

I'll be off then. Still no news on the talking turtle, no?