Yesterday I went out for a day of long overdue fun, and Ari had a babysitter. I could feel the guilt seeping into my maternal veins as I left the house.

But I knew he was in good hands, thank you Lemmy! Lemmy has a younger sister Ari’s age. She knows what to do with toddler folk.

When I returned home I asked him what he did while I was gone. He had the following to say:

Needless to say, it’s going to be a while before Ari can tell me what he did with his babysitter.