Magic cauldron tech support!
I have spent the past three weeks providing emergency childcare to relatives because I was literally the only option available. I am so tired, y'all. So tired.
I have also become magic cauldron tech support.
"Um, hey, W.C., what the fuck is that about?" you may be thinking.
It's about a toy magic cauldron. It was a gift. It has instructions. Little kids don't do well with instructions. Exhausted parents don't do well with instructions. Little kids and exhausted parents do, however, do extremely well with BRIGHT SHINY DISTRACTIONS that keep the kids relatively quiet and in one place for 10 minutes or so.
So I am now MAGIC CAULDRON TECH SUPPORT. Meaning that the kids--or the parents, but mostly the kids--call me at random times when I am not babysitting to ask how to make the cauldron Do The Thing. And I troubleshoot the toy magic cauldron over the phone.
I am now MAGIC CAULDRON TECH SUPPORT.
☮ & 💖, y'all.