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There was no need to come up with a new way of doing things if the old ways were still valid.
"You both have no idea what you're doing, right?" Chloe asked.
Ben had talked about how intelligent she was for her age, and how scary it can be sometimes.
"To be honest…" I exchanged glances with Stacy and uttered, "This is going to be our first time babysitting."
"Oh, I see," she said. "Well, this is reading time. I've already had breakfast. So, we'll read and I ask you questions."
"Damn this parenting thing is easier than I thought," I couldn't help saying aloud.
She giggled, "Sure it is."
"I got some juice," Stacy said as she brought out the drink from the bag she had brought. "Do you like apple juice?"
"I thought that was toxic to doctors," Chloe offered.
"Is that a Sullivan thing?" Stacy asked, recalling what I had told her the last time.
"Dad said it's super effective against doctors," Chloe said with a smile.
"Well I'm immune to it," Stacy said with a smirk. "I'll pour out some for us."
Stacy brought some cups with ice cubes in them and poured the juice. We took our cups and relaxed. Chloe was immersed in her book, so I focused on the TV, occasionally glancing over at Stacy, who seemed content with just staring at Chloe while taking a sip of her drink. I could easily guess what she was thinking.
"Do you like kissing Uncle Ethan?" Chloe asked out of nowhere, causing Stacy to choke.
"Wha.. what?" Stacy asked as she managed to calm down.
"He's your boyfriend, right? I wondered if you like kissing him too," she explained.
Stacy looked at me for backup, but I was also interested in knowing her answer.
"Well, that's not a topic for a young lady," Stacy said.
"Fine," Chloe sighed and put down the book. "Let's make popsicles."
"Don't we need some materials for that?" I asked.
"No, we'll make special popsicles," Chloe said. "Wait, juice cubes!"
"How do we do that?" Stacy asked.
We both knew how it was made, but we wanted Chloe to have her moment.
"So this is how it's done," she said as she poured the juice into the ice tray, with our supervision. We helped her place it in the freezer, but we needed something to keep her distracted from checking the freezer every five minutes.
"Let's play house tag!" she suggested as she jumped on the couch.
"I don't think…" Stacy tried to stop her.
"We can if we're careful," I said.
Chloe beamed with a smile, "Please Aunty Stacy?"
"Fine but the kitchen is off limits and stay away from the TV area," she warned.
"Yes!" Chloe agreed and touched me. "Uncle Ethan is it."
