I feel guilty, dear readers.
Every day I feel as if I should come home and dazzle you with my wit and hilarious kid stories. Most days....I got nothin'.
I mean, each day usually brings a new & funny story/situation, but I'm usually not near a pen and paper to jot it down, and danged if I remember it by the end of the day! :-)
A. stayed home from school today (even though I think she was fine--she was in a great mood all day, active, no tantrums) and we did have fun together. Unfortunately, when A. does stay home from school, E. doesn't nap much.
Here's a little equation for your viewing pleasure:
E. + nap = cute and happy kid.
E. - nap = monstrous disaster.
As you probably have figured out, E. didn't nap much. But, brilliant and amazing nanny that I am, I avoided any and all tantrums/meltdowns/major fights, etc. today! WOOHOO!
Don't ask me how I did it. We teetered on the brink of meltdowns a couple of times today, but with my incredible diversionary tactics, hell was avoided. (At least for today!)
AND, as I was leaving, Mr. R. said to me: "You know, we really admire how you put the kids to bed each night. They never go down easily for us [*he means on the one night a week they don't have any help*]. You are an excellent nanny."
I floated out of their house today. I am brilliant. I'm an excellent nanny. What more could I ask for?