Mother's little helper

No, I don't mean what the Rolling Stones sang about a hundred years ago, which I think was a pill, not to say that that wouldn't be helpful but that's not what I'm referring to. I'm referring to my neighbor's kid who is at this very moment entertaining my 3 year old. outside. out of my hair. My little miss is enjoying bossing around this sweet 10 year old who takes it totally in stride. What's better is the babies are sleeping and my dear husband is building our kitchen. Fanf*ckingtastic!