Last night, my church had a Fall Fest/ Trunk-or-Treat. I work in the nursery every Sunday. Taking care of all the kids between 18 months and 3 years of age. I felt obligated to attend because I told all my nursery kids I would be there to see them in their costumes. However, I didn't exactly want to go, because I wasn't close friends with anyone else who would be there. I'm a single 21 year old, attending a family church. Of course I'm not going to be besties with the teenagers or parents.
I ended up making a deal with him. He would come to my Fall Fest, if I went to his. We had already made Halloween plans which we're still doing tomorrow.
Problem: I had forgotten that I had already agreed to a babysitting job right after Fall Fest. Due to extenuating circumstances, I could not keep both promises without bringing him with to the babysitting job.
Solution: I spoke to the family I was babysitting for and to my friend and confirmed that it would be okay for me to bring him with and for him to be getting home late.
HUZZAH!!!
Now, I had planned for my whole family to go all out and dress up lots and be amazing. However, My family has never been very "into" Halloween, or parties...or any sort of events. So, that plan failed. I took it upon myself to make t-shirt costumes and hand them out to them and merely ask them to wear them. I made each local relative a t-shirt that had a Harry Potter character's name on it and what species they were. (giant, metamorphmagus, squib, etc.) And I wore a Ravenclaw house tie with jeans and a t-shirt; close enough I guess.
Now, Wednesday was his fall fest and while there, partying and being awesome like we do, we got into a midget fight. Doing my sister's "midget kicks" and keeping our elbows locked to our sides as we attempted to "win". I still don't know how you win...but I think I did. Anyways, after our dual he challenged me to an all out ninja fight. How could I refuse? I was clearly more skilled than he.
So, back to last night, at my Fall Fest we didn't do much of anything; handed out candy and just walked around and talked about tons of different things. When the time came around we left to the babysitting job and for the first...oh two hours?...I did my thing with the kids. The whole bedtime routine, with bath time, teeth brushing, stories, and lullabies. Very anxious to get downstairs to my friend, who I was sure was beginning to be bored out of his mind and slowly starting to hate me...I finally descended the stairs and crashed on the opposite side of the couch. (A tactic I use to see if guys want to be closer.) And we just...talked. Three hours could not have passed. We had our own kind of staring contest...and had conversations behind pillows with only our eyes showing. After that; we ate a little of my birthday pie of deliciousness, had an all out ninja fight and tickle war, (I totally won) and laid down on the comfy rug while continuing to talk about everything that just came to us.
Parents came home around 12 and we head out. I start driving and we get to his place and sit in my car, where it's warm, and look at the stars. He finally decided to go inside and I gave him a big hug. Hiding from the cold, I curled into his chest. Protecting me from the cold, he held me tight.
Ninja Fight Night was...pretty close to perfect.
Parents came home around 12 and we head out. I start driving and we get to his place and sit in my car, where it's warm, and look at the stars. He finally decided to go inside and I gave him a big hug. Hiding from the cold, I curled into his chest. Protecting me from the cold, he held me tight.
Ninja Fight Night was...pretty close to perfect.
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