Tonight is the first night I've babysat for a family in England since I left for SA. I've done quite a lot of child-care work but it was either with very young kids or one child on their own. This evening, the older child called the younger child to come upstairs, stating that the younger had to go immediately but wouldn't say why. I had to stop myself from either calling the older child downstairs, or stopping the younger one from going up. It was a very weird sensation. In the house, I would have found out the reason for one child calling another upstairs before allowing it, not to be controlling, but to make sure that either they weren't going to be messing around and therefore getting in trouble with the CCW, but also, on a very extreme-I didn't expect this to happen but it's something you have to be prepared for and aware of-making sure there were no shenanigans going on.
So it was very odd to have that reaction for 2 totally healthy, non-abused, 'normal' children.
In more sane news, you can tell I've been doing a lot of cycling recently because all the freckles on the backs of my hands have made a sudden appearance!
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