Snowflakes, galore.

Emily and I set of for that infernal babysitting job first thing this morning. I’m not exaggerating ladies and gentlemen, it is almost pure hell. That’s beside the point though. When we returned we found the house (well, at least the inside of it) completely covered with small bits of white paper. We’re talking thousands of little snippets of typing paper. Erik and Nile run to greet us and say “Hey girls! Mom let us make snowflakes with scissors!”

We surveyed the house and found that nearly every window had a few mutated snowflakes pasted on it. Once in a while, mom just gives up and today was one of those days. We found her in our makeshift ‘bead studio’ working on some projects for Monday’s class. She had just…let the kids take over the house. So, we made lunch and spent about two hours cleaning up. Great.

During that time, I got a call from Katie. It’s a long story, but shes been living with this family for about a year now, and lately the 14 year old girl has been completely insane with her. Katie has been best friends with said girl since she moved in, has completely taken up a ‘older sister’ role and defended her whenever she needed it. Well, last night Nichole came into Katie’s room and said that either Katie had to move out, or she was going to because she just couldn’t take it anymore. Honestly, Nichole is a bit unstable, obviously. The Conrad family is a very successful, seemingly normal, and happy family…but…Nicole has issues. Anyways, Katie decided to move out. The girl is only 18 years old, and just that. She has been taking care of herself for the last two years, and damn it she needs a break! She just got laid off at work on Saturday, and now this. When she called, she was fine for the first couple of minutes but then she just broke down. It was wretched to hear her in so much pain, and I….can’t do anything for her. Well, I can be her friend and love her, but I can’t give her a job, help her pay her bills…or make her stupid parents love her. Fortunately though, this girl…she knows what to do. Shes got the Father in her mind, and she is trying so hard. I can’t say enough about how much I love, admire, and respect her. Anyways, shes staying with her grandmother right now, but I think I’ll have her come stay here for a couple of days at the end of the week.

Oh, and the boys and I had a bit of an adventure this afternoon. First off we spent about an hour on the trampoline, doing flips and other random …um…gymnastucal things? Yay fun, I just made another word. After that we rode our bikes all around town, and you’ll never guess who we had the misfortune of running into when we were by the river…

…Aaron, the skater boy. He was was walking with a friend and I was so worried about making sure Nile didn’t ride right into the back of him that I didn’t recognize him until I looked back to make sure Erik had cleared them as well. Then, I thought to myself ‘Oh shit, that’s him! Oh God don’t let him recognize me!’ but to my dismay, I heared him say “Hey Camille! Hows it going?” I’m on my bike right? So I just used it as an excuse to holler back a “Um, hey Aaron…I actually gotta go, bye!” and then I whispered to the boys to step on it and oh did we ever make time! It was good.

Still, it sucked to see that creep. I hadn’t seen him for about two months, and thought I was in the ‘all clear’. That I possibly could have been gone from his memory, but no such luck. Oh puke, I hate that stupid boy.