Well, I started a new part-time nanny gig today. This time around, I will be working with twin boys who will be 3 in May, and a girl who just turned 6. Yesterday, when I took Dylan for a playdate, and I was telling the other mom about the new job, she said "Are you crazy?!" Why yes, I am! Thank you so much for noticing! Hmmpphh.
It actually went pretty well, for a first day in a strangers home with a strangers children. There was the little incident with Twin B pooping in his diaper (he's not potty trained yet), and hiding under an end table while me and big sis searched the house, until I was starting to panic, but hey, just a minor glitch. I mean, we did find him, eventually. (You gotta count your blessings in this line of work).
Twin B really didn't say two words to me after his mom left. Twin A, on the other hand, was pretty chatty. Problem was, I had NO IDEA what the heck he was saying most of the time.
Me: "What do you want for lunch?"
Twin A: "Iggin urrets!"
Me: "Uh, huh. Okay. Interpreter? Oh, Interpreter?"
Big Sis: (Giggling) "What now?"
Me: "I'm not quite sure what Iggin urrets are. Could you help me out there?"
Big Sis: "He said Icken uggets!....Chicken nuggets"
Me: "Well, yea. That makes total sense".
I really do love how kids think. These were a couple of gems from Big Sis...
-Isn't it funny how the number ten is a one and a zero, but if you switch the numbers it's not 10 anymore? (Whoa, that is heavy.)
Big Sis: What is your one wish?
Me: What do you mean?
Big Sis: If you could wish on a falling star, what would your one wish be? (Aye, Carumba, this kid is going to make me think!)