Wii-less babysitting.

We babysat the kid last night. It was a lot of fun even though our privileges of enjoying a Wii for the night was taken away from us. Poo on them.

The kid was a little crazed when we arrived. Her parents told us that she gets like that when there are a lot of people around. I knew the kid had good taste the moment I laid eyes on her Hello Kitty play table and chair. Unfortunately, it was way too small for an adult like me so I didn't get to enjoy it. Just stare at it.

Before mom and dad took off for dinner, the kid picked her nose and accidentally left it on her cheek. I was mortified and started gagging and asking Darin to find a tissue ASAP or I would soon be puking in their apartment. Darin is still wondering how we're going to handle situations like that when we have kids of our own. I'm considering hiring someone to pick the nose and deal with the boogers of my offspring or just beg Darin to do it.

When I first met this child a month ago, she was wearing a dress and had a band-aid on each knee and each elbow. Unfortunate accidents while playing outside. She liked pointing our her band-aids to us and especially the one of Doris from "Finding Nemo". So last night, her dad asked what movie she wanted to watch while we enjoyed a drink together. Nemo, Nemo, Nemo. "Do you want to watch 'Ratatouille'"?, one of us asked. No, Nemo. Once Nemo was playing on the TV, nothing else in the room, actually in the world, existed for this child. When her parents were leaving, she had one eye on her parents and one eye still on the movie. No joke. I was watching her. From time to time, we had to wave our hands in front of her face to get her attention. This is an example of how corporate America (= Disney) can control the minds of children around the world.