17yo boys… don’t have one!!!

Asked my 17yo son to babysit (PAID) for 2 hours. His idea of babysitting is laying in bed the entire time and shouting every so often asking if they are still alive.

Came home to 6yo painting in the (carpeted) living room, 9yo raiding my 22yo’s bedroom and 11yo cooking 24 potato waffles.

Called 17yo downstairs to ask what the heck was going on and he just stands there eating a potato waffle and casually says no one died so I can chill.

Spoiler alert: I didn’t chill 🧐🧐