Babysitting

I never thought that I would be old enough to have a child that is actually old enough to babysit. When I had my first baby (Jonah), I had a friend who had preteen and teenage children. They would do things like watch the baby while she got a shower and hold the baby while she did blissful things like blow her nose. I wanted a teenager to help me with my baby. And now that Jonah is almost 13 and since he has gone on his 'man trip' to Honduras, we are leaving him at home to watch the boys.

I'm feeling a bit apprehensive about it, but Jonah assures me that he is up for it. I don't really doubt Jonah's leadership skills, but I do doubt that the younger boys are actually going to take orders from Jonah. I also believe that this power may go to Jonah's head and he may order them to run naked up to the stop sign or to pee off of the deck. Usually I am here and I can actually unlock the doors when older brothers lock younger brothers out of the house naked. I can whisper into Gable's ear that his toothbrush has been soaking in soap all day or I can tell Jack that the water balloon his brothers gave to him is filled with pee, not water.

We told the boys that we would rent a movie for them and they could have popcorn. We'll just be down the street. So why am I so undertain about this? It's just a couple of hours. What could happen? I mean, stuff could happen, but nobody is going to die.

Right????