Babysitter

I have the most amazing babysitter. My kids LOVE her. She plays awesome games with them, builds forts that take up my entire living room and can get Tim to take a nap so easily.

She has a real job that has been keeping her really busy with overtime which forces me to look for a new babysitter. I dislike looking for a new sitter because I need a sitter for Saturday mornings... and let's face it... not many people want to work Saturday mornings.

So my quest begins again. I've put in lots of requests with just about everyone I know to ask around. I have two weeks to come up with someone, but not just anyone... an amazing someone whom my kids will love and whom I will feel comfortable leaving them with for five hours on a Saturday.

This Tuesday, my wonderful babysitter put her mother to rest so she wasn't here. It's a night I need her while I take banking classes. I had a nice plan of how I was going to get through the evening. I took out a new movie from the library, planned to pop popcorn and even set out games for the boys to play together. I expressed to them that I would simply be in the other room if they needed me but that they had to be quiet too.

It was an interesting night. Tim cried... a lot... because I was using "his" computer! He cried because he wanted to watch Dora and not the movie we had running. He did eat all of his popcorn and for the last half hour quietly played with puzzles. The boys were so quiet for the last half hour that I feared they were up to no good. But we made it through class without our beloved babysitter. Thank heaven for the mute button on the phone. I am convinced no one heard my begging them to be quiet because I went to answer a question and was asked if I was still there. I remember the mute button and did answer the instructor and smiled knowing no one had heard our horrible evening.