Bacha Brigade

You know you've been around children for a long time when...

• you pick up every coin, pin or small object in the fear that someone might swallow it.
  
• you cannot hand over a pack of juice without shaking it, inserting the straw, twisting the top of the straw and taking the first sip to ensure no spilling
  
• you play peekaboo with anyone over a column, pillar or corner (this does not apply to me since I do this with or without children anyway)
  
• you break off into baby language at any sight that pleases the eye
• any amount of convincing to anyone is accompanied by a song-and-dance routine
  
• your bag contains at least 2 bibs, a pack of Wet Ones, a packet of Oreos, 3 Spongebob (boo-boo) bandaids, a book and crayons everywhere.
  Why no paper for coloring / drawing? The entire world is a canvas.
  
• the only kind of bananas you find to put in the fruit chaat for iftaar are the Gerber's Banana Creamed Pie
  
  The only miserable element to this blessed feeling?
  
• you find yourself singing along to Barney's songs