Babysitters Club

I’ve come to that age where all my friends are starting to have babies. I don’t have any babies and I don’t plan to any time soon. If you are like me there will be that time where in the span of two months, your Facebook feed has gone from being a collection of drunken photos of all your friends, to being a solid stream of baby pics and freakish ultrasounds.

I congratulate all my friends who’ve taken that huge step! And their little ones are adorbs. THOSE CHEEKS! Anyway, I think the highest responsibility I have right now are those times when our friends go on holiday and need us to babysit their rabbit, Peter.

I dunno if this is some sort of subconscious effort to prove I too am able to look after a living thing, or maybe it’s simply me wanting to share the cuteness of this weird little fur ball. I’m not gonna read to much into it and say it’s the latter.

Cue cuteness:




Small note to Peter’s Mum and Dad: I love having this guy around. He’s too cute. So anytime you need someone to look after him, you know you can count on us!