Since babysitting is a joy for me, and not a chore, it’s hard to say that I did a  mitzvah when I babysat, but I guess it really is.  G’s grandmother passed away and her parents asked if I could watch her when they went to the funeral.  Of course I could!  It was really a pleasure.  We ate lots of strawberries and played with Mookie.  Getting dressed was a whole activity!  Then I took her to dance class, where I took lots of photos and videos, just like a proud aunt.  She stopped 4 or 5 times to show me her toe that had a boo boo, and tapped and ballet-ed her way through the rest of class.  We came back here for lunch and then I drove her to meet her parents.  Again, a mitzvah that brought me as much joy as it brought her!