Just call me Aunt Cray Cray

My week has consisted of caring for a 7 year old...and nothing else. It has been a long time since I have had a child this young, and I had forgotten how exhausting it is. Or it could be that I did a better job of making my kids do things for themselves at an early age.

I took my niece to the mall yesterday. Now I remember why I never took my own kids to the mall when they were young...they want EVERY thing they see.

I did take her to get her ears pierced. I was surprised that it cost $60. WTH???

Then, she thought she deserved a "treat" because she got her ears pierced. Ummm....getting your ears pierced WAS the treat. Whatever. I refused for her "treat" to be something food related, so I took her to the bookstore.

She threw a fit because I wouldn't buy a boxed set of Junie B something or another. I told her I would buy her 1 of those books...but not 4.

She is used to eating fast food almost every day when she is at home. So, needless to say, finding things that she will eat and are at least semi healthy has been a difficult task.

Seven year olds pretty much say what ever pops into their head. Here are just some of the things she has said to me:

• Look! I have a little girl bikini and you have on an old lady bikini...we almost match. (I had on a tankini)

• (While stirring pool water in a cup...pretending to make stuff) Here...I made you some magic juice. It will make you young and skinny.

• (As she was snuggled up next to me on the couch) I love snuggling with you...you are very squishy and comfortable

• (As she was knocking on the bathroom door while I was taking a bath) Pleeeaaaase let me in...I promise I won't laugh

Her mother returns from her honeymoon in 3 days. Until then I will be saying "I think I can, I think I can"