Papa-in-training tries babysitting

I was excited about the opportunity to be the babysitter for Jesse's son Elliot for an evening. It started out great as we played in the front room, but the evening got a little bumpy quickly after that when we tried to eat dinner. Elliot appeared pretty happy until we sat at the table to eat. At that point he realized it was just him and I and he began crying. I could not get him to eat and struggled to find ways to get him to stop crying. I called Jesse and she said to go outside. As soon as I put his sandals and hat on he was happy, we walked down to the park. Elliot walked practically the whole way by himself. He enjoyed playing at the park for about an hour and then we walked back. He decided he would have some milk, but that was all I could get him to eat. I decided to try and get Elliot ready for bed, he was not particularly interested in having me do that either. After getting ready for bed he and I read some books on the couch and he went to bed. Elliot was definitely happier when he woke up to find his mom there. I got a good lesson in parenting and the question is.... what have I gotten myself into to?