But Jesse INSISTED I start with new stories.
"NAG NAG NAG THE DETAILS ARE PROBABLY SLIPPING U HAFTA START FRM SCRATCH!!!!one111one!"
Screw that.
Imma start where I want, bish.
So wah lah. Stories.
First one...Hm...
OK, got it.
Right when I first started babysitting, I was a little apprehensive, y'know? My first sitting job was a dream, it was so easy. A little kid named Nick, he was seven? I think?
Anyway, he was the most adorable thing. He had this black hair with a huge cowlick and these big blue eyes and ahhh, so cute...
Well, he was one of those kids who was scared of everything. Like, you know when you were a kid and the heater made noised, you would freak out because you thought it was monsters? Well, this kid would flip at the smallest noise- creaks, the house shifting, you name it, he was afraid of it. He thought being close to other people would make him safe, and me safe as well, the sweetie. When it got dark, he would practically cling to my leg. "Lexi, Lexi, you have to keep close or the monsters will get you! They always comes with you, and the tall one just stares, can't you see it? Can you please please PLEASE keep it away?!"
Of course, when his parents were home, there were no monsters. Only when I was there. My luck, huh?
Still. Adorable as hell.
When he was hungry, I'd make him Mac'n'Cheese because it was the only thing I could make, and even then I screwed it up somehow? He started to call me Bobby Flay, cheeky child.
And I would fluffle his hair and he'd giggle.
alsdjfalf :')
I think I'll get a bunch done in one post, so lets see...
Oh!
Michael, he was...5? 6? Something of the sort.
Anyway, the parents said I could drive him to the mall to run around and get some exercise, so I did.
While we were in the food court, he got hungry, so we got on line to buy some fast food...In line in front of us was this huge lady, and I mean HUGE.
And this kid yells, on the top of his lungs, "LEXI? THAT LADY HAS AN ELEPHANT BUTT!"
:|
...
XD
It wasn't very funny at the time, considering the look on that lady's face, but now?
Hilarious.
Hm...
Bluh, there are more. I know there are.
But I don't really remember a lot of the big parts- JESS SHUT YOUR TRAP.
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Okay, fine then.
Anyway, forgotten stories aside, I have a sort of babysitting tradition that I think I should share.
Every time we're drawing pictures- y'know, little kid + crayon = awww - I manage to get a drawing for myself.
I store them in a box under my bed. Memories, y'know?
So I may put some of those up, just for the sheer adorable.
Right, so I'm actually not going to be here for a week, but after that week, we have a SPECIAL BABYSITTING CASE THAT PAYS EXTREMELY WELL!
So I've watched over this kid before. Her name's Marie, and she's five and a half. The last time I babysitted for her was...oh, a month ago?
Anyway, her parents are the hippy type- you know, no TV, no computer, no anything.
They do own a computer to keep up with their work, but that's about it.
She lives in the middle of this huge five-acre estate, which is cool as hell but I think it would get rather lonely. Her mom inherited a bunch of money, I think, which is how they really afford it.
So the week after I come back, both of her parents are going on a business trip for a month. They have a cousin watching Marie for most of the time, but she really can't during the day because she has a job, too.
So I'll be there for a few hours a day watching this little angel, except weekends.
Sweet jesus, this pay...$300 for a week of five days.
That's $60 for a day. I'll only be staying three, four hours tops, so that's $20 an hour.
Minimum wage is $8 per hour, although I normally get $10.
Seriously. In heaven.
Love you all, will update with how my first day with her goes around the thirtieth.
<3
~~Lexi Steele~~
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