Kaitlin's Diary
Wednesday 5:30 PM
My baby brother, Billy, has just started to talk... well, almost. He hasn't quite managed to say my name yet. I mean, "Ka-in" isn't too far from "Kaitlin".
But what my baby bro lacks in speech, he more than makes up for in crawling ability. Billy's mom, Jen (Dad's wife), turned her back on the little tiger for a millisecond when she was getting some clothes out of his closet this morning. In that time, Billy had crawled out of his crib, onto the landing, and into my room. If I hadn't been in there getting ready for school, who knows what would have happened. One thing's for sure, I wouldn't have been too thrilled to find a gurgling Billy at the bottom of my closet later...... I saw what he had for breakfast and I know how often he fills his diaper (way too often for my liking). My closet would be a no-go area until all offensive smells (and marked - ew) had disappeared. I would not be happy! And this isn't a fluke escape attempt from my baby bro. No siree. It happens ALL the time. No wonder Jen looks exhausted.
Wednesday 8 PM
Okay so I'm actually supposed to be babysitting for Billy on Saturday but I figured five pairs of eyes are better than one for keeping my baby bro out of mischief. So, on my advice, Dad is taking Jen out for a well-deserved romantic meal as a break from baby duties. And then it totally came to me... it's the perfect opportunity for a pj party. Jen didn't agree, though.
"I'm not sure it's a good idea to throw a sleepover, Kaitlin," she said, after I told her and dad my plan.
"It's alright, Jen," Dad said, putting an arm around my shoulder. "Kaitlin will make sure that Billy is her No. 1 priority, right, Kaitlin?"
Absolutely right! I'm going to prove to Jen that I can take care of Billy AND I'm going to throw the best BFC sleepover party ever!
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