Last night I babysat for the first time in 9 years. I was honestly a little nervous to watch an 18 and 10 month old, but since their age gap is close to what I want between my own kids, I gave it a shot. I was expecting more of a mess and less overall control, possibly preparing for someone to start choking or discover a fatal allergy, but the catastrophic events never occurred.
Besides my fruit snacks mysteriously disappearing and the bite of ice cream Lincoln was fed when I wasn't looking, I'd say I'm a pretty good babysitter. Of course, I am the oldest of 6 siblings, so I do have a little babysitting experience, it's just been a long time!