My neighbour on my floor is a very sweet Korean woman who is married to a Spanish lawyer. She has three boys, one who's Tai-chan's age, around six, then the next, Miguel, who's around 4, and then the third, who can't be more than four or five months old.
When Tai-chan is here, he plays with the 6-year-old, Manuel, but when he's not here I always tell their mother, Myung-Hee, to leave her kids over if she ever needs to do something.
Well, today that little knock finally came on the door. She had to go pick up Manuel, so could I take care of Miguel and the baby?
Brigitte had to go out, so it was just yours truly . . . there was not much to do--they're very good kids--but still, having a four-year-old and a four-month old suddenly thrust in your custody is somewhat alarming.
Little one didn't want to be in his car seat so I brought him out and Miguel was glued to Caillou so I rocked the tiny one and crooned to him and despite my frightening pirate beard (or maybe because of it) he smiled and cooed a lot. To me, a total stranger.
But it was an amazingly nice feeling with these two tiny urchins and, well, I have to admit I kidnapped them and am now in a motel somewhere near El Paso, Texas. (Lousy takeout, use the Rebel Yell Tacqueria for the best in shrimp enchiladas, and I held up the post office already, so don't bother).
Please don't fire up the Amber Alert. I love these kids like they was mine and they ain't goin' home lessun you pry my cold dead . . .
Hmm. Note to self: can't you EVER write a serious post any more? Why must they all deteriorate into nonsense? What is it with you and nonsense?
Good for you! You did good!
ReplyDeleteI know . . . I swear to Jayzus that all my experience in taking care of Tai-chan came into play. Without that I would have been useless. I used to detest kids!
ReplyDeleteBut this time it was an inordinate pleasure, seeing these tiny sparks of life next to me (and being trusted with them!)
It was so much fun I'd do it again in a heartbeat.