whoa i've written on this for two consecutive days

I'm usually too lazy to be diligent - especially about this. But Sophie's sleeping and I don't want to watch TV.

Sophie's my 6-month old cousin. The baby cousin in my family used to be my little sister, who's 15 now, but my youngest aunt had her first baby in January. It's been so long since there was a baby in the family, and they're all bundles of joy. But this one especially is seriously a gift from God in my eyes. Halmuhnee left in September, and it was as if the light turned off on us. It was just so horrifically sad, and when we were together it became even more unbearable. Then came Sophie, and she's a joy. I don't know how else to describe her- just her existence makes me tearfully happy.

I had nothing big planned for the summer, so I babysit Mondays and Tuesdays, and for two different weeks I'm at her house all week. Her dad is like 6 foot something and her mom's my height, but luckily she seems to have been blessed with her dad's tall-genes because she's a really long baby. It's incredible- she was born premature and was the tiniest thing ever (holding her felt like holding a balloon), but now she's so huge and has all these rolls. My right arm feels like Jello from holding her. She loves the mirror- if she's crying all I do is take her into the hallway and her face crunches up into smiles rather than cries. She's on the verge of crawling-- she can quickly turn onto her stomach, but she can't move anywhere. Her arms and legs move as if she's swimming, but her stomach's the only part of her body touching the floor so she doesn't get anywhere unless she rolls. Sometimes she rolls too hard and hits her head and starts to cry. Then I take her to the mirror.

I like babies. But I think my favorite age is around 3-5. That's when the kid is starting to accomplish things for himself, like asking for juice or water and going to the bathroom on his own (semi-on his own). It's when they really start learning skills and manners and they're the most teachable. And they're fun. muahaha. I think I'd be a great aunt. My sisters better have a lot of babies that I can mess with. I'm not sure how I'd do as a mom- but I'm confident in my abilities as an eemo.

I'm not taking payment for babysitting- I just told my aunt to feed me. And she bought all this amazing junk food (Toblerone, Double Vanilla Edy's ice cream, sweet potato chips, Tostitoes, guacamole and salsa, cake mix, cakes) and thus I am screwed. I wanted to look nice this weekend for my other aunt's wedding but I'm faced with all this junk. Delicious junk, but junk nonetheless.