“That’s a little more information than I needed, Vince, but go ahead.” –Mia Wallace, Pulp Fiction

In the world of nannying, there is no such thing as TMI(Too Much Information). If I were to tell you every full disclosure, no holds barred, borderline inappropriate, and flat out inappropriate comment I have been told, question I’ve been asked, or secret I’ve accidently been privy to, it would take a lot longer than a blog entry. Read the rest of this entry »

Save the Drama For Your Mama, Your Nanny’s Got Enough

Despite my now predominantly calm, cool, and collected way, I do have a flare for the dramatic. From a very young age I loved participating in anything theatrical(even if it just meant crying for no reason). In elementary school I joined the choir and participated in any and all school theater productions(most memorably as a singing leper, Read the rest of this entry »

Playing Dumb

As a lifelong (and thus far natural) blonde, I have worked hard to dispel the stereotype that all blondes are dumb. And despite the rare  (ok full disclosure, occasional) “Duh” moment, I believe that I do my part in elevating the perceived intelligence of my hair color. However, as a lady might with any job, I pick my moment to cash in my dumb card. How and when I choose to play dumb depends on the charge at hand. Read the rest of this entry »

It’s a Hit!

Having been a Supernanny for years now, I’ve developed the ability to hone in on a kiddo’s individual sense of humor, and adjust my stand-up accordingly. With so many different little personalities there will naturally be a grand scale of things that make them “Haha!” and I mix it up to get a chuckle out of each of them. There are, however, two main veins of comedy that are met with a laugh- ranging anywhere from a snicker to a necessary change of shorts- across the board: 1) When I joke about inflicting disciplinary pain on the kiddos, 2) When I am actually, or just pretend to be, injured.

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Potty, P-O-T-T-whY? Because ya GOTTA!

Ah, potty training, that inevitable bridge every child must cross. Whether they cross it without getting a little wet in the process, is a chance one must be willing to take. I have helped to potty train several children and have succeeded in my task because of a couple of other “P” words, persistence and patience.

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Great Experience, Better Birth Control

“After nannying for so many years, do you still want children of your own?” This is the question popped to me by most people after they hear what I do for a living, and usually asked at some point by the parents of my charges. The answer is a very enthusiastic “YES! Absolutely!” I love children, part of the reason I got into the nannying game and have stayed in it so long. I look forward to having my own children someday. However that someday, is not anytime soon. Read the rest of this entry »

Tipsy? Or Tiny?

Nick Swardson had it more right than he knows!(click here for comedy clip) After watching his standup, I got to thinking about the surprisingly accurate comparison between babies and borachos. Read the rest of this entry »

Wake Up!

“My theory is that when it comes to important subjects, there are only two ways a person can answer. Which way they choose, tells you who that person is. For instance, there’s only two kinds of people in the world, Beatles people and Elvis people. Now Beatles people can like Elvis, and Elvis people can like Beatles, but nooobody likes them both equally. Somewhere you have to make a choice. And that choice, tells you who you are.”  Mia Wallace (Pulp Fiction)

I couldn’t agree with Mia more, (I’m a Beatles person, by the way.) but in my opinion, an equally defining question is whether someone is a morning person, or…not a morning Read the rest of this entry »

Separation Anxiety

Being a Supernanny affords me relationships with the kiddos that result in less tears when parents leave than the average caregiver, but by no means wipes them out completely. Even charges I have had for years, who love me, and feel comfortable being left with me for days at a time will have moments when they just don’t want parent/s to go. Sometimes it’s separation anxiety, other times it’s that combined with other factors that make it particularly rough on a child.
When I first started nannying Doc, his Aunt Aspen clued me in that he had been very sensitive to separation from his  Read the rest of this entry »