I nanny for a 1 year old girl (BabyGirl) and 4 (A/Master of Disaster) & 6 (J/Whiny Magee) year old boys. As you can imagine I hear some of the funniest things ever said. Master of Disaster actually asked me once "Jessica, why are you so bossy" And my response was,"because I'm the boss"
Because I'm lazy and my job requires very little as far as dress code goes, I often let me hair dry and bring my products with me. So today I was getting ready to head to the clinic and I was doing my hair and make-up while the boys were eating lunch. I had just finished my hair and was putting away my stuff.
Master of Disaster: What's that blue thing in your hand?
The kids and I went to the park today. We played for a bit and the boys really like to walk along the canal. So we walked for a bit. Actually the boys ran. I would give them a point that they could run to and they they had to wait for me to catch up with the stroller. Master kept calling it a "half marathon" whenever he took off.
Well just as we get near the park again, I see the biggest dog I have ever seen in person. I am not much of a dog person, so I had no idea what kind of dog it was. So I did the normal thing and asked her what kind of dog it was. Turns out it was a Great Dane and it also turns out that I have never, in my life, seen a Great Dane in person. I then ask her if she would mind if I take a picture of him. Not really sure if that is good dog etiquette, but that's water under the canal bridge now. She was super nice and asked if I wanted the boys in the picture too, and they were eager to jump in.
When he was standing, his head came to just below her shoulders! Yikes!!
The other day we couldn't find Master's water bottle from camp. I know he brought it home because he was drinking it in the car, but Mom and Dad Boss couldn't find it. So Master and I went to look in my car in case he left there overnight.
Master: You look on that side and I'll look on this side (I found this funny because he wanted me to look on the side of the car that BabyGirl sits on, so it wouldn't have been there. But whatever)
Me: Not here
MofD: Not here either
Me: Look under the front seat. Maybe it rolled under while I was driving.
MofD: It's hard to look under there
Me: Stick you hand under and see if you can feel it
MofD: All I see is your cup holder under there
Me: Cup holder? Sweety there's not cup holder under my seat
MofD: Yeah, it's mushy
Once he said mushy I got worried. What is under my front seat that is "mushy?" It couldn't be anything too gross because my car does not smell. But still, when a 4 year old tells you there is something mushy under your seat, you get nervous.
MofD struggling to pull something out: Here it is!
What he pulled out was a can coolie (or coozie, whatever you call it) that I had actually been looking for for awhile.