Today I had the opportunity to watch my nephew. It was the first time I was left to be his sole supervisor, and all went well... untill I needed to put him down for sleep. I'm preety sure I was more tired than he was, but it really was time. After a few minutes of him crying, I couldn't stay away... I'm weak. It's interesting to have someone solely dependant on you, I've never really felt that before. He was lying in the dark alone crying and all he wanted was for me to come in there and pick him up. And when I did, he stopped crying. After a little bit, I tried again. He cried a little less this time, and there was more silence in-between bouts of tears, thus I was more able to stay away. My mom got home and went in to turn off a candle, but he wasn't quite out, so he was back up for a little while longer... I left him in her far more capable hands.
Anyway, while the usual supervisors were gone, my brother Matthew was over for a little bit, and I gave Isaac a drum lesson. It was basically an into to hitting drumheads and cymbals with sticks. He seemed to really enjoy it.