Happiness
Last night I baby sat two little boys by the name of Henry (4) and Jack (2). We played Sorry, Sorry Blast, Trains, and then watched 101 Dalmatians (not the cartoon). There were adventures here and there that happened and I shall tell about them shortly.
All in all, it was a fun night. Don't argue with a four year old about how to play Sorry though. They'll just yell at you and then you've got a mad four year old on your hands.
Here they are, playing with their wooden train tracks.
Henry pointed this out to me many times. Apparently it's broken.
This is Jack running the train over the broken tracks. Henry didn't like that. They were broken and nobody else could use them because they were broken. Did I tell you that they were broken?
This was distressing to Jack. There was a bump in the carpet so the tracks wouldn't lay straight. He was getting extremely frustrated and almost started crying, poor boy. It was very endearing.
He's pointing it out to me.
This is Sorry Blast according to Henry. You don't play with cards at all. You simply flick your pieces out of the start circle and depending on where it lands, you can either be stuck in the middle of the board, have the opportunity to go through the safety zone to home, or just go straight to home. I still don't understand the rules though. Four year old like to make things up when it's their turn. Haha. :)
This is Henry's red hospital hat that he so graciously allowed me to wear. I let him take a picture of me with my phone, but he kinda stuck his finger in front of the camera hole so......I took another one to document how weird I look.....
This is the movie we watched and it got them to calm down quite a bit, which is good. We had our fun, and then it was time to calm down.
Henry and his calmed state.
10 seconds before their Dad came home, Jack pulled off his wet diaper and started running around. I was chasing him, not wanting an accident on the carpet, and as Jack ran past the top of the stairs his dad had come home and was coming up. Right after Jack ran past them, I did too because I was chasing the diaper-less child. I then said Hi to the Dad, told him Jack had just pulled off his diaper, then looked down and saw a lovely little brown present from Jack between my legs. His Dad laughed and took care of it, sending me home with a smile.
Henry pointed this out to me many times. Apparently it's broken.
This is Jack running the train over the broken tracks. Henry didn't like that. They were broken and nobody else could use them because they were broken. Did I tell you that they were broken?
This was distressing to Jack. There was a bump in the carpet so the tracks wouldn't lay straight. He was getting extremely frustrated and almost started crying, poor boy. It was very endearing.
He's pointing it out to me.
This is Sorry Blast according to Henry. You don't play with cards at all. You simply flick your pieces out of the start circle and depending on where it lands, you can either be stuck in the middle of the board, have the opportunity to go through the safety zone to home, or just go straight to home. I still don't understand the rules though. Four year old like to make things up when it's their turn. Haha. :)
This is Henry's red hospital hat that he so graciously allowed me to wear. I let him take a picture of me with my phone, but he kinda stuck his finger in front of the camera hole so......I took another one to document how weird I look.....
This is the movie we watched and it got them to calm down quite a bit, which is good. We had our fun, and then it was time to calm down.
Henry and his calmed state.
All in all, it was a fun night. Don't argue with a four year old about how to play Sorry though. They'll just yell at you and then you've got a mad four year old on your hands.
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