Tuesday, May 25, 2010

Where is that drink?

So as I may or may not have stated in a previous blog, I babysit a little girl 3 days a week. At first I was thinking - "sweet, extra cash, I have 4 boys, how hard can this be?"

If I only knew what I was getting myself into.

This girl is a NIGHTMARE. Is this a girl thing? Or did I just get the crap end of this deal? When her Dad drops her off (between 6 and 7 mind you, no rhyme or reason as to when even though it's supposed to be 630) she's all smiles and happy as a clam. She stays this way until about 8. That is when Satan himself comes out to play. Oh.My.GOSH. Seriously girl. We go through the normal Eat, Play, Nap thing and she is just a monster. This whole monster thing continues until about 430. Her Dad picks her up between 430 and 6 (it was set up that he'd be here by 445).

Now, I know it's my own bad for not saying something to her father about the drop off pick up times. I get paid OK for this, but not enough for him to be ALWAYS late, or SUPER early. I mean, most day cares have times for drop off and pick up and if you are late you get charged right? Why can't I do that? Here is a little rant. Two different days 2 weeks ago, her Dad called me at 530 (when he was almost an hour late as it was) to tell me that he'd be another hour late and he's sorry. OK.... ummm sure? The guy did not even offer to give me extra money or anything. I guess I am way to much of a push over.

Oh and when I tell her Dad about her grumpiness during the day, he laughs it off and says "but she's so happy when I leave".... UUUGGGHHH!!! When she wasn't crawling I figured it would get better when she crawled. I was wrong, got worse. So I said "OK, when she walks, she'll be happier". Yea, no. No happier at all. In fact she is even worse the she was before she was crawling.

This girl is not even 1 yet and is a total nightmare. I don't know if I can keep doing this much longer. Poor William gets the shaft half the time because I am busy trying to keep her from crying at the top of her lungs. It's been BEAUTIFUL outside here in AZ the last few days and I can't open my windows because the neighbors will think that I am beating this poor child.

I guess the hard part is that NONE of my four boys were like this. AT.ALL. Not even close. I guess the one good thing about her is she does go down for her nap well (where she is now) so I get a few minutes of sanity. I just wish she would nap more.

So again I ask... Where is that drink? It's 5 o'clock somewhere, right?


  1. Yikes. I don't think I could keep watching her.

  2. Oh my goodness. I used to work at the front desk of a school/daycare. At 6, which would be your 4:30, we charge a $1 a minute if they're late. He would owe you mucho dinero! It would be something is you didn't have a life, but girl you got a family and your own ish to do. If he had his daughter in daycare he would HAVE TO pick her up or pay up brudda!

    Maybe you should tell him your taking up ballet/hiking and your class starts @ 5 :)