Drabble: Babysitting

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The sauce left broad streaks on his favourite shirt. He looked at his charge. The three-year-old smiled at him and waved her bowl in the air.

Just another hour to go. He’d survived three hours of babysitting. One hour more was nothing.

The girl swept her half-filled milk bottle off the table onto his toes.

He bit back a very kid-unfriendly word and picked the bottle off the floor.

“You don’t have to finish dinner, but you must finish your milk,” he said.

She giggled and knocked the bottle out of his hands onto his shirt. The top twisted free and white milk joined the orange sauce on his green shirt.

By the time the girl’s parents returned an hour later, purple toothpaste joined the sloppy artwork on his shirt.

“How was babysitting?” the father asked.

“Terrible.”

He hoped his little sister grew up soon. She was a nightmare to look after.

~End~

 

Genre: family, slice of life

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Posted on May 13, 2016, in Drabble and tagged , , . Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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