Riddle me this, Mary Poppins.
If you are a SAHM, why do you need a nanny? I’m not talking about once a week for a couple of hours while you take some time for yourself. I’m talking, full-on, all day nanny.
Let’s break it down. S = Stay; A = at; H = home; M = MOM.
All right – I’ll ‘fess up. I don’t particulary care for the mommy in question. Let’s call her Georgia. Georgia’s son is a little prick to my son. Which explains my dislike for her as she cannot even fathom that her son might be less than perfect. While I willingly admit that they are 9 year boys each with their own version of the story and the truth hovering somewhere in the middle of their respective stories, her stance is “Not my son, no way, not ever”.
The Postman, knowing how I feel about Georgia, dropped this little tidbit on me: “I think Georgia has a nanny for the kids.” Say what, Postman? “I see the same car there every day, regardless of time, with the same blonde chick out with the kids.”
Hmmmmm….interesting. Perhaps her son IS a little prick and even she can’t stand being around him all day.
A child is a curly dimpled lunatic. ~Ralph Waldo Emerson