I went a-babysittin' and it was not pretty. It's not that they were bad kids, it's just that 2 boys, aged four and six, have approximately enough energy to power a small city for several weeks, and will not want to go to bed.
It took me around half an hour to get them to change into their pajamas and get in their beds, then....
Kid #1: I can't find my blue bear!
Me: *runs down 2 flights of stairs, grabs blue bear, runs back up*
Kid #2: I need mine too! It's a white bear.
Me: *runs down 2 flights of stairs, grabs white bear, runs back up*
Kid #2: That's not it.
Me: *runs down 2 flights of stairs, grabs every white stuffed animal I can find, runs back up*
Kid #2: That's it! *points to white stuffed animal which I swear was supposed to be some kind of cat*
THEN I could go down and sit on the couch, get my homework done, and get some rest. That day I had been recovering from a cold, we had had to swim laps in gym class, AND I hadn't had the chance to eat much that day. Geez.
Kid #1: I need a drink of water!