I used to think that any question could be answered no matter how “stupid” it may have sound, but I was so wrong about that. The reason I was wrong because I’ve been pretty good at answering question that have been thrown my way. You just have to meet the right person that just makes you think “what a stupid question”.
I had just gotten home from getting Lady from the bus stop and she was eating her afternoon snack. She was so particular about certain things so if there was any trash she would throw it away first and then proceed to eating. When she had gathered her trash I was getting the movie ready to watch and as she was walking about from throwing her trash away she was like “Shi Shi (pronounced as shy) why do you have a toaster in your kitchen?” and I answered “why not, where else would a toaster be?” she answered with her famous line of “I don’t know”. I had to think to myself for a moment because that question made me curious to what is going on in that brain of hers. Where else would a toaster go and I’m pretty sure she has one in her house too. The only time I would think you would have I toaster anywhere else is if you lived in like a small apartment or dorm and it was literally one room. Maybe she was just having a moment where she just couldn’t think of anything to say and she saw the toaster and went for it.
Have you ever had the feeling that you was being taking advantage of? I feel like that all the time, especially this last year. It’s really wrong to take someone kindness and completely push them over. I’ve been babysitting for a while now and at first it was great. The little girl that I watch she was so sweet, shy and respectful now she has totally changed. It’s like she comfortable now (there is nothing wrong with getting comfortable, but you still need to know who is the babysitter and who is the baby that is being sat) so she doesn’t listen to me and she throws these fits out of nowhere, like seriously these fits are so bad to the point where you just want to give her what she wants just so she would shut up. Something happen to me today with this little girl, after she got finished her breakfast, it was time for her to get her clothes on. She didn’t want to put her tights with her skirt that has no short under it, mind you it was cold outside. She kept whining and being annoying so I was like “You know what just put on whatever you want I really don’t care, but don’t complain to me when you get cold since I told you to put on your clothes” ,so she did and we got outside and she was cold , well look who was right as always ….Me!
I’m seriously over this job and I can’t wait till it over so I can get on with my life. To be a babysitter you have to be flexible and ready to drop everything your doing just to watch the child (some days I’m a part time babysitter and the other days I’m full time which is sometime overwhelming because at first I was part time since I was only doing this for a couple hours a day, but on the days that she got sick…“sick” I was full time even if I had something to do that day I had to cancel many thing because it was just out of the blue). This is the last time I will be babysitting. I’m proud of myself though because there was days I just wanted to say nope I’m not going, but I stuck it out. I wanted to do care.com, so the little girl that I babysit was going to be a trial run to see how I do, but if it anything like this hell no…nope…can’t do it… No sir. Don’t get me wrong I love kids and if I was to ever babysit again it would be my nieces or nephews or my grandchildren, but other people kids it’s just not for me I tried it and I’m not a fan.
The best feeling I had was last night when I looked on the calendar last night and I have 3 weeks left to babysit her ,unless they change the last date of school…again, plus I have my whole birthday week off Yaya Me!
I really don’t understand kids sometimes and wonder if I used to do the same when I was younger, but then again if I did I would remember …right? I have a good memory….sort of.
It was a regular day and I had just got finish getting “Lady” (nickname for the little girl I babysit) dressed and usually after I get her dressed I ask her what she want to today for a snack which is always the same thing, fruit loops, but not today she wanted eggs. Now, when she said she wanted eggs she told me that her mom knows how to make eggs, its like she was saying that only her mom knows how to make eggs, scrambled eggs, but little did she know that scrambled eggs are the easiest to make. So I told her that I knew how to make eggs and she kept going on about her mom that I just let her talk and let my work show for itself. Fast forward to after school, I made her some cheesy scrambled eggs because that’s what she wanted and she loved them, point for Shienna y’all. After she ate ,she put her dishes near the sink because she couldn’t reach inside the sink, then it happened she came back and sat in her designated chair for like five minutes then she got up and smelt it. I looked at her smelling the chair and I asked “what are you doing?” and for real I wasn’t ready for what she was about to tell me because this child is always doing the craziest things but she said “smelling my poots”. I didn’t know how to reply to what she just said so I was like “umm…why?” and she was like “I wanted to know what it smelt like”, lawwwwd why me. I literally just looked at her and went back to looking at the movie while she laughed at me because I made the most confused face ever. This is my life man… I just can’t.
What Am I Afraid Of?
I had to think really hard about this. What came to mind was that I’m deathly afraid of germs. I am a babysitter and kids are just gross, maybe not all them but majority of them are. I don’t like when I kids go to the bathroom and pee but don’t wash they hands and when you tell them to wash them they say “I don’t like to wash my hands” blaahhh. Then kids want to touch you with their yucky hands its just disgusting and like I said it’s not all kids but its majority of them. The worst thing of all is that adults are like this too. I just don’t like people touching me.
Day 18 of my 31 day challenge complete.