Children

I was twelve years old when I first met my twin cousins Steph and Lucy and they were six. After babysitting them for a night I had no idea when anyone would want kids. When I walked in the door they were sitting so perfectly on the couch. I thought this would be a piece of cake and it would be the easiest 20 buck I had ever made. My opinion quickly changed the second my uncle stepped out the door.

They were jumping up and down on the couch screaming for ice cream and laughing with looks full of joy. I had never seen children so excited to be without their parents. I remember bawling my eyes out when I was their age everytime my mom went to walk the dog. Within seconds they were off the couch and yanking at my shirt for ice cream. I went into their freezer which was on top of the fridge and way out of their reach and saw two fudgesicles.

Before I handed them to both girls Lucy started to cry and Steph had started to laugh. She had gotten so excited about the ice cream she had peed her pants. Bawling her eyes out I picked her up and said it was okay and it happens to everyone. She begged for the ice cream but I said we should get her cleaned up frist. I took her soiled pants and put them in the sink while she sat in the bath. When I came back to check on her she was sitting in the bath with a fudgesicle she must have taken off the counter. But it was the only thing that made her stop crying. I wish fudge made me as excited as it did for Lucy.