Sunday, August 02, 2009

So yesterday I had the very first babysitting gig of my life. I used to watch my brother while my parents were away when I was younger, but that hardly felt like babysitting, since we'd play games, I'd kick his ass, and then he'd to bed. This was going to be a real, live babysitting gig for about 4 or 5 hours, and it involved my nephew Nazir.

Now my history with 2 year old Nazir had been a little sketchy recently. He'd see me and hug me initially, then he'd run away and spend the rest of our time together playing peek-a-boo and hard-to-get, and I accepted it, because far be it from me to force him to hang with Uncle Rashad. But as soon as it was time for me to leave, he'd shower me with hugs and kisses again. Not exactly the stuff tight relationships are built upon, but kids are moody, and I'm not exactly good with them, so I called it even. But I must admit I hesitated to accept the babysitting challenge at first, even though I knew my lady would be here to help out. My apartment is not kid friendly, and I didn't want him to be bored. But he did just fine.

On his way in the door, he showed me his truck and his motorcycle, which he had clearly brought as his toys of choice for the evening. Those toys got no love once he got comfortable in my apartment. He climbed on the couch, he wrapped himself in blankets, he tried unsuccessfully to conquer the giant exercise ball, and watched with great fascination as my lady cut up cantaloupe in the kitchen. Also let me add that he enjoyed climbing all over my lady and I, and in great swoop, he both mangled her breasts, and stepped all over my genitalia. I must talk to his father about that, because there was one time when I almost threw young Nas out of the damn window, after firmly stepping on my manhood.

But the youngster was clearly at his best, when he was ordering my lady and I around with the television. He knew he wanted to watch Dora the Explorer, Diego, and Blues Clues, and he knew he did NOT want to watch Tom and Jerry (which disappointed me greatly). Frankly all the shoes he liked had creepy people talking to me, but as my brother reminded me, I am not the target audience. All these progams were interactive, very educational, and they even sprinkled in a little Spanish, which my nephew can speak and understand. Very impressive.

There were other bathroom adventures that we conquered together, but I'll spare you. Overall it was a great time, and even though I was dead tired from the long day, I enjoyed the youngster, and based on his answer when I asked him, he had a great time too. Although when I told Nazir is parents were en route, he quickly put on his shows, gathered his toys, and asked me 564 times, "Where are mommy and daddy?".

Ungrateful bastard...

4 comments:

Sab D said...

That's Jamal's mini- me

maxwellsmusze said...

he is so damn cute!

Miss. Lady said...

LOL! I love it. Kids are so cute. Oh and my oldest used to touch women's butts when he was 2, but he grew out of it (thank God) and so will your nephew. Too cute.

Anonymous said...

You have a son and the tike is your nephew. No points for this babysitting gig homes.