Meet my new grandbaby!

This is “Will” (aka The Boy’s project in his “Family Life” Science unit). Will is a 10 lb bag of flour with a drawn-on face that The Boy gets to parent for the next week.

I found Will’s “home-from-the-hospital” beanie to be mildly terrifying, so I dug out one of The Boy’s old sleepers to see if he could be made somewhat more cuddly. It helped a bit.

The Boy is required to keep Will within his sight at all times, preferably being carried either on his chest or on his hip. And he has to come with us everywhere.

(I got so many “congratulations” at church. Our youth pastor just returned from her maternity leave, so she and The Boy swapped parenting advice while they bounced their babies.)

We’re allowed to babysit (provided The Boy “pays” us in chores), so sometimes this happens.

I’m supposed to grade The Boy’s parenting abilities each day on a scale of 1-3. Most days he’s been pretty good and I only have to text him once or twice that “you forgot your baby again.” But sometimes he abandons his child for too long and then something dire happens.

(I’m only giving him a “2” for this day.)