Tuesday, August 26, 2008

Taylor

Hi it’s me again, well it’s not like anyone cares because there obviously haven’t been any views since the last one but I’ll keep writing in hopes that someone will read my blog and be inspired to babysit one day. Anyway Back to Taylor. Ok before I start you should know that Taylor is a girl not a boy. So last year I babysat for Tori Mcjurry. It started out fine. I got 50 $ per month for just walking her home from school and then playing with her until either her sister or mom got home. That was fine for about a month or two. But then came the dreaded day when I realized that Taylor Was a HUGE brat. One day after I picked her up from school she asked me if she could play on the playground behind the school. It was fine with me so she was gone in the blink of an eye. Now this was in the middle of winter and where I live when winter hits it hits hard. Being the absent minded person I am, I forgot to wear my good boots. The ones I was wearing were cloth and water got through easily. Now you’re thinking oh there is no water in winter so she should be fine. Nope. Guess again. When the snow hit my boot it melted from my body heat and when snow melts it turns into water, and then leaks into my boot and makes my feet freezing. So Taylor stared playing on the playground and well I waited about five minutes and then said ok time to go home. She at that second turned into a brat. She bawled at the fact of me telling her to go home. Well this happened every day for the next let’s see year. She didn’t stop doing this until it was the last day of school or if I had a bribe/threat. This got quite annoying. So now her mom asked me to do this again this year and I said yes I figured one of these days ill crack her. Tomorrow is registration day at school and it’s my last year of elementary school. On registration day you only have school for about an hour. So tomorrow I have to take her home and babysit her for about three hours and I’m trying to think of ideas to do to amuse her. She’s going into gr. three. Well if I learned anything from her its don’t underestimate a kid. They usually have two sides and only show you there other side when you really get to know them.