Today I managed to spend a whole 6 hours outside of the house. I met with an amazing couchsurfer who tried her darndest to teach me some more Russian, but alas I think I am a lost cause. She did, however, help me get a cellphone! So I will never be in danger without a friendly voice just a dial tone away ;)
I realize I haven't divulged much about my host family, so today I dedicate this post to baby V. She is not a baby anymore... At 2 1/2, V can run, scream, cry and shout. She is queen of the house, and isn't afraid of being scolded. Probably because all mom or gramps ever does is use a stern voice. If my kid was such a brat, you better believe she'd be in the corner or sent to her room. This kid could get away with murder. She will take her older sister's iPad and drop it! Then drop it again! She can't sit still, and is continually plopped in front of the computer to watch cartoons, and only the cartoon SHE chooses. The platter of fruit is splattered with apples with only one bite in them: her trademark! She also opens any sweets within reach only to take one bite and leave it on the table. She also has a habit of coming into my room unannounced. At first I thought, okay time to be the perfect guest and play with V... But I soon regretted this decision. I am now the dyevoshka (girl) who will play with V. This evening at dinner, she refused to sit down (like usual) and fell over her highchair. If her mother hadn't caught her leg, I am certain my problem would be solved... Morbid yes, but I do not normally have a vendetta against children. In fact, I even babysit two of the best behaved kids you will ever meet! I think a child is the outcome of its parenting. So moms and pops out there: DON'T let your little angel get away with murder, or one day their babysitter will write a blog about the little devil you raised.
Manners! I mean, isn't that common sense? But then again, is there anything common about common sense? My experiences prove NOT!!!
Stay classy San Diego!
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