I recently babysat a 3-year-old boy and a 6-year old girl, absolute gems from Australia.
The children were engrossed in a movie when the doorbell rang. I went to the door and came back with a pizza that had been ordered for them earlier. The boy asked me who was at the door. I explained that a delivery man had brought us pizza for dinner.
“Well, that’s very kind of him, don’t you think?” the boy said, not taking his eyes off the screen.
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We were talking about the kids’ birthdays. I found out that the boy would turn 4 in several months. His sister moaned.
“I don’t want him to get one more. Every time he gets one more he gets even cheekier!”
