E.B.-sitter

She'd never heard of a quadruple date before, so this is a first since that's what all the adults were doing tonight. However, E.B. was tasked with watching not just Guy Jr., but also Molly and Terry on top of that.

She knew exactly how to keep Junior entertained, he is her brother after all, and maybe had some semblance of a plan for Molly, with her still being so small. But Terry was uncharted territory; E.B. doesn't really see him much. He'd be a challenge.

The only thing she had to be sure of was that they all had to be resting by 8. It was only 5. No biggie.

As E.B. checked for a good show to put on for everyone, she didn't notice Terry slip away. Junior sat to his sister's left with Molly reclined against her front. The boy waved to Molly. She didn't really know what that meant, but she still laughed in delight. E.B. looked down and smiled.

Terry had managed to find Michellee's paint supplies. His expression instantly lit up, turning and running back to the living room.

E.B. noticed what he had in his hands. "Umm, Terry? No, buddy. Put those back." Carefully putting Molly on the couch, E.B. walked over to Terry and took the supplies from him. "These are my mom's things. She wouldn't like it if we used them without her permission."

He didn't care about what she'd said. All Terry could focus on was the fact that his potential entertainment was taken away. He plopped down on his bottom and began crying.

"No, no, no, Terry!" E.B. picked him up, holding him at arm's length. "Please don't cry! I'm so sorry!"

The other two naturally began emulating Terry's actions. No one quite knows why this is so, but as soon as one baby starts crying, the rest follow suit. Perhaps unsurprisingly, little miss Molly had the loudest and most ear-piercing cry.

"Will you all just STOP?! " She had no idea how grown-ups handle this stuff. Thinking fast, she picks up the television remote and turns up the program. Junior and Molly stopped to pay attention to what was on the screen. Terry still had tears falling and was sniffling, letting out semi-quiet moans.

"Aww, Terry. I'm so sorry; I didn't mean to make you cry", E.B. apologized in a kind tone. She picked him up to hug him. "You like to draw, don't you? So do I. But let's use crayons. You're still too little to use paint." Still holding him, she went upstairs to her room to find her crayons and notebook. Upon finding them, they head back downstairs.

While Junior and Molly were busy watching their show, E.B. drew pictures with Terry; he scribbled several discernible pictographs one after the other, while E.B. drew the three babies to the best of her ability (she found it difficult to draw fingers accurately).

Junior lost concentration on the TV and looked at his sister. He crossed his arms, defiantly, jealously. Molly, noticing this, tried to imitate his actions.

Sparing a cursory glance, E.B. noticed her brother's envious glare and Molly's attempt to copy him. She laughed.

"You know something, little brother? You're pretty emotionally mature for being less than a year old." He still didn't lower his arms. She heard him make a faint Grmph! "You look just like Dad, you know that?", she joked.

Then she says, "Hey...I know what we all can do!" She gets up, turns off the TV and turns on the radio. Luckily, the song Walking On Sunshine was playing. As it went on, she took turns dancing with each of them. Many laughs were had between them all.

Their little dance party went on for two hours as more bangers played on the radio. E.B. passed out where she stood, on the floor. Terry, Junior and Molly all came waddling or crawling over to her and subsequently fell asleep too.

The adults came back an hour later. They all smiled at the children's sleep pile.

"I keep telling you. She's good with kids", Michellee says.

Melanie walks over to the kids and picks up her son. "Come on, Terry. We gotta go home now", she says in a whisper. Jack scoops up at the drawings Terry made as well. "Seems we got more art for his portfolio."

Then Sam picked up Molly and left with Gluntz, Pam and Grinch.

Michellee picked up Junior and carried him upstairs to the nursery. Guy carried E.B. to her bedroom. "You did good tonight, kiddo", he said in a soft voice and a smile.