The devil has spawn a child from his loin and it has manifested in the form of a 5 year old spanish girl.  The theme of today's babysitting session was tantrums: kicking, scratching, high pitched screaming, grand escapes from the apartment, running away at the train station, and cursing Ali in Catalan (she thinks I don't understand her).  I actually have a fat lip from today.  Oh how I love life in Barcelona.