Wednesday, August 25

Little Richard

He's a fine young lad. He's Richard's son, and he's looking for a babysitter. Richard told me, today, at the grocery store.

Cute as hell, and I'd personally volunteer, were I available to babysit from 5-10. As I'm not, I volunteered to look for someone from Anytown, USA, to babysit.

Wish I could, but most nights, I leave work at 5:30, and he needs someone before that. Should/Could ask Robby, maybe he knows of someone younger than him, in need of cash.

Looks exactly how I picture Richard, as a boy. It's crazy-cute. :)

Also, talked to him about the finger-slicing incident, and he seems to remember. It was brought up, because we were talking about him slicing boxes - as he was doing when I talked with him. Scary, because I remember looking at him, spouting blood, 7 years ago. Reassuring, because he remembers the look on my face, and told me that that's how he knew he'd actually cut himself.

1 comment:

B said...

Sitting babes would be fun for a little while, but only for a little while. All cuteness aside, there is only so much a person can take. I know all kids aren't out to kill you, but still.