I spent my day singing "Ba Ba Black Sheep" and "Humpty Dumpty" in exaggerated tones. This was because one of the kids at school kept crying all the time, so I was put on babysitting duty, involuntary, because she decided that I wasn't allowed more than 30cm away from her. It was cute seeing the little kid's (we'll call her Pip) face light up every time, but somewhere in between my one hundredth go at "have you any wool?" and "all the kings horses", the little voice in my head asked, really? Are you really doing this? Forever? NO! I just about mentally shouted at it, causing me to waver in my all-too-lively rendition, which caused Pip's bottom lip to quiver all too dangerously and made me clap my hands on my face and exclaim, "couldn't put humpty together again!" in my most sugared-up voice EVER (like I'd been stuffing my face with hard candy for the past three days). She beamed and clapped and squealed in delight...and a tiny bit inside me flickered and died.I don't think that's a good sign.
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