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I was over at my aunt's house for the day so I could babysit for her kids while she did stuff. 

I woke up late, which meant the kids could do whatever unsupervised. D:

BUT THEN I redeemed myself by helping Grace paint her nails, helping Robert build a Lego helicopter (btw, Kathleen, I told them about your Sweet 16th idea and they now think I have really cool friends.) and to finish it off, gave them a super nutritious breakfast of waffles and gingerbread house.

I have officially been declared the coolest cousin in the world and the best babysitter. 

It made my life. 

And then I got paid. And that made my life even more.

So now I am trying to clean my room, which isn't going well. I decided to read MLIA and came across this lovely post:

Today, I realized that since switching from an avid FML reader to an avid MLIA reader, my life has seemed a lot less terrible, and a lot more average. Needless to say, I'm pleased with the trade-off. MLIA. 

And that, small children, is why the lovely, pretty and cool babysitter started this blog and stopped reading FML.

And now. The big mission for tomorrow. (dun dun dunnnn)

Tomorrow I will stop using the word "hate." I will instead use phrases like, "dislike greatly," "don't approve of," and "je n'aime pas qu'a tout."

yehaw.