Somebody's gotta do it ...

Remember those babysitting jobs that you had as a teenager where the kids slept the whole time you were there? Me neither. But now I've scored a sweet babysitting gig here at my sister's beach house. The fridge is full, the kids are great (two teens and a 9 year old) and did I mention we're at the beach?


the teenagers:





the nine year old:





and my own kids:








and they don't even run up the cell phone bill.