The Boys' First Babysitting Job

Two weeks ago we had the privilege of babysitting Baby Mason to give Vanessa and David a date night.

The boys were very excited for their first babysitting job. They took turns holding Mason in their lap.

And overwhelmed the poor child with some very helpful toddler boy sharing.....of every toy in the playroom =) Mason took it all in stride. 

Besides the fun of having a baby in the house again and watching how stinking adorable the boys were with him, by the far the best part was the family trip to Safeway.

With the Friedman's permission we used Mason for a trial run with three. We loaded the family of 5 into our car and trekked up to Safeway. We found one of those annoying long and impossible to control carts with the little toy car in front and piled our boys into the car part. Then we put Mason in his car seat on the cart and we were off like a heard of VERY VERY LOUD turtles. Oh, I forgot to mention....to help you with the visual, I am of course, quite visibly pregnant at this point.

A picture insertion here would be perfect.....but alas, that was not the first thing on my mind at this point, so there is no photo documentation of the adventure.

From the second we stepped foot outside of the car, the looks began. These weren't just quick assessments of my baby bump or my little red head, which I am quite used to these days..... NO...... these were long drawn out looks filled with analysis and judgment on just how many kids we had, their approximate ages and most importantly, just how old is that baby and how far along is the mom...AGAIN!?!? The looks were so overt I had to simply laugh out loud many times. Numerous times people would walk by, take at all in, and then as they passed J pushing the cart turn right around and hover over J's shoulder to try and assess just how old Mason was.

We thoroughly enjoyed the game =)

So, around the store we strolled, and I mean strolled. This was certainly no display of speed shopping! 

The trial was a HUGE success. All of the kids were good, we had no tears and I think we pretty much remembered everything we needed.

The day also warmed my heart to see just how sweet and loving the boys treated Mason.

Madi, you are going to be one spoiled and loved little sister [and probably tormented at times!]

So I say.....Bring on baby 3.0!!!