Love 'em. And they love me.
Sure. Once I get to know them.
Sometimes. It really depends on the kid.
You mean those little people with chocolate on their faces? Ech.
I've always wanted to, but haven't really had the opportunity yet.
My passport has stamps on top of stamps.
Of course! Whenever I get the chance.
Other people's beds freak me out.
Nope. Only Child.
I'm a lot older/younger than my siblings, but we were around each other a bit growing up.
Yep. And I'm the eldest.
Mac & Cheese, baby!
Yep, just need a recipe and some time to figure it out.
Nope. I burn everything.
Six courses and homemade sorbet, coming your way.
Seperate them, get both sides of the story, then make them apologize to each other.
Tell Bob to can it, explain to Rob that he's a jerkface, and leave them in a pool of their own tears
Send Bob to his room for hitting. Take the toys away from Rob. Time-out for 15 minutes.
Hug them both and try to calm the tears.
Rock Paper Scissors
Hide & Seek
Just family members
I'm the baby of the family
Lots and lots of experience
The odd job here and there as a teen
It depends on the situation. I'm patient to start with, for sure
Very. My friends regularly call me "zen"
Nope. Get it done. Now.
Eh, there's clutter on my floor, but you can still see the carpet.
My personal space is color coded
Pretty tidy, but messes will happen.
I'm a slob. So what?