Back In The Day...

I can remember babysitting alot as a young whipper snapper. I mean ALOT. I started when I was about about 13. And I would clean too... ya know, do the dishes piled up in the sink and straighten up the kiddies rooms... And got paid like $1 per hour. And I can remember the parents having to wake my butt up, 'cause I'd fall asleep on the couch every single time (after watching some rated R movie on their HBO...haha).

But MP (short for MoonPie....nm for the ole DH), is having a FIT because Calie, who is 14 for gosh darn sakes, was babysitting last night. In the DARK, oh my, all by her lonesome (geez). She was watching a friends kids and they live like... 2 miles away. True, we do live in the boonies, out in "the woods". And there aren't any little ole grannies that live next door that she could run to...but *I* am only 2 miles away--and I called her like every 45 minutes to check on her. MP is convinced that some pedophile is lurking in the bushes and is watching Calie's every move...just waiting for her to (gasp) go BABYSITTING! She didn't get home until 12:45AM. I'll admit I was a little miffed over that, since "E" said they would be home by 11PM or so...I guess she FORGOT that I am bone ass tired and have an 8 week old baby that keeps me up half the night...then I had to stay up until Calie got home (late).

At breakfast MP said that Calie's babysitting days were OVER if she was going to come home that late again. So, IF she gets to babysit it will almost *have* to be here, at home. Which means... my 2 brats + 2 more brats = one CRAZY, swearing ME. Because do you *really* think that Calie will watch her 2? And do you think my 2 will let hers be? ohhhh nooooo, there will be fighting and biting and pushing and shoving and blood shed over toys. And I will be screaming...my breastmilk curdling... It will NOT be purdy.

Why can't it be like back in the day? Why can't she babysit. At THEIR house? For a measly $2 per hour...and eat THEIR food (haha). And the kids can tear up THEIR house?