Babysitting. Most people consider it a job. I, on the other hand, consider it a joy. An interval from the "grown up" life. There is possibly nothing sweeter than looking into the eyes of such innocence and freedom when so much evil is swirling around in our crazy world. The humorous moment when you're hurriedly putting together a lunch for hungry bellies and you turn around to see a child with his pants lying inadvertently on the floor with an "uh oh". Or the sweet moment when a darling child slips into your lap and curls up to you to watch the show "lassie".
These are happy moments. These are sweet moments. These are the times when I can truthfully say, "Mr. Frodo, there is indeed still good in this crazy world."
