
Hugs, kisses and waves; and then youâre out and the kids are the babysitterâs problem. Or maybe your kid cries a lot when you leave thanks to that evil separation anxiety thing, and you have to sneak out while he or she is eating the cookies you gave him so that you can forgo the crying. Either way, itâs still the babysitterâs problem. My husband and I have a very trusted babysitter (though we donât use her much since our parents want to keep the kids most of the time), and no matter where we go, how long we are gone or what kind of mood our kids are in when we leave, she has nothing but lovely things to say about our kids.
Sheâs a delusional liar.
Or maybe sheâs not. We do understand that our kids are much better around others than they are around us, and thatâs all right. But that does not change the fact that we know our kids are not perfect and that having four of them has to be a challenge for the sitter at times. Itâs sometimes a challenge for me, and I love them. But the truth is this; I babysat for a few kids when I was in my teenage years, and I know what it means when the sitter says, âThey were amazing!â before hurrying out the door like sheâs going to be attacked by a rabid animal. It means 1, they were great; or 2, they were tiny little terrorists that almost killed her, but sheâs not about to tell you that. Sheâs also not telling you any of the following.
Sheâs terrified
Seriously, terrified; these are not her kids. These are the children of another person, and there is great responsibility in caring for the kids of others. She is constantly terrified that someone will end up hurt through no fault of her own and you will hold her responsible. She might even care if your kids get hurt because she genuinely likes them and doesnât want them injured.
Sheâs checked out the house
She knows whatâs up. Most sitters wonât go through your drawers or anything that personal, but sheâs walked the house, looked at the photos and sheâs checked out whatâs going on when things are quiet. She knows your photos and sheâs gone through the albums on the shelves. Sheâs getting a better idea of who you are.
Sheâs checked out the food
And if itâs good, sheâs probably helped herself to a bit. And sheâs probably helped herself to more than that, but she gave the kids some, too, so that you wouldnât blame her for the missing good stuff. The kids will cop to eating it, and you will be fine with that.
She might not even like your kids
Not everyone likes your kids, you know. What am I saying? Of course you know; you probably donât even like your kids all that much all the time. I know I donât. I always love them, but sometimes they make me so crazy that I donât always like them. So thereâs that.
She texts a lot
When I was babysitting growing up, there was no such thing. But if the house had call waiting, I was on the phone with my friends watching your kids. Itâs what young girls do. Today, they take selfies and post to social media and text. Itâs a way of life. But theyâre still watching the kids. Theyâre multi-tasking pros.
The TV did the bulk of the work
Look, Iâm a parent and I know how this goes. When I was a babysitter, Iâd turn on a movie and let the kids sit and watch it. And you can always tell which kids arenât allowed to watch much television. They sit and watch. The others will not watch for very long before they are up and about.
She lets the kids do stuff you wonât allow
What? Like you never let someone elseâs kid have ice cream, oreos and pie for dinner and then claimed that they ate spaghetti. Kids are down with this, sitters want your kids to like them and everyone really wins. If your kid loves the sitter more than you, chances are good a lot of this is happening when you are not home.
She hates your kids
Sometimes, you just donât like someoneâs kids. I was once hired to babysit two kids that were around 6 and 8 when I was about 14. The family offered me $175 per week to watch their kids 5 hours a day, 4 days a week most of the summer. Their kids were so rude, disrespectful and awful I quit after 2 days. And trust me; when I was 14, $175 a week was a LOT of money. I still remember those kids with fear and terror â I never liked them and probably never will.
She really loves your kids
And then there are kids that you cannot help but love and adore. I used to baby sit for a little girl who was so sweet and so wonderful that I always wished she were my own. I imagined that if I ever had kids theyâd be as sweet as she. What I didnât think to wish for was that my own would be that sweet for me and not just for the sitter. Now I have three that are just so sweet for their sitters and monsters for me sometimes.
You donât pay her enough
No one ever does. I can tell you that for certain. We believe we pay our sitter too much â but we have four kids and we believe that what we pay is really, really nice. But sheâs not used to four kids, infant twins and all that this household entails with that many kids. She probably doesnât feel that the amount we give her is enough. And I donât blame her. Thatâs why we often give her bonuses. We value her very much.
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