That Time I Babysat the Twins

That Time I Babysat the Twins

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My cousin asked me to babysit her 3-year-old twins. How hard could it be?

Two hours later, I was wearing a tutu, had glitter glue in my hair, and one of them had drawn a mustache on the dog. prediksi sgp hari ini

When I tried to feed them, one shouted, “I only eat blue things!” and the other hid peas in the DVD player.

They finally slept after a dramatic story about a dragon who ate vegetables. I survived — barely. I now respect all parents as heroes. Superheroes, actually.

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