Believe in Fairies!

Last Spring I had the good fortune of hearing from my pal and former nanny (now mommy/nanny/fairy enthusiast) about the Faerieland exhibit at the Zilker Botanical Gardens. I immediately though of Rebel and how much fun he would have scoping out whatever magic existed in such a place. Since he and I had two days per week together while big brother Doc was in school, it was the perfect late morning activity! fairy Read the rest of this entry »


Pic Post: Dandelions

My nannying charges are always showering me with gifts, mostly of the “found” nature. I receive rocks, am presented with feathers, am given acorns, marbles, pieces of string, the sky is the limit! I cherish each of these gifts, appreciating the sweet sentiments behind each little offering.

If dandelions were diamonds, I would be dripping in jewels:)

If dandelions were diamonds, I would be dripping in jewels:)


My Funny Valentines

Enjoy Ella Fitzgerald’s gorgeous voice as you give this a read!

The “Month of Love” is all too short in my opinion. March comes way too soon after the month of Valentine’s Day. But I can’t complain, as my February was filled with all kinds of love, especially from my nannying charges. As previously stated I am a big celebrator of Valentine’s Day, and bring love-themed treats to all my nannying homes, this year, in the form of cookies, candies, and Valentine-y books. Read the rest of this entry »


Tidbit from the Kidwits

While playing catch with Doc, I noticed Rebel was trying with some urgency to pull down my sweatpants(yep, Miss Cheryl the fashion plate!).

Me: “Why are you pulling down my pants, dude?”
Rebel: “Because I looove you!”

Ha! Once I stopped laughing, I firmly but good-naturedly informed him that sometimes, loving someone means letting her keep her pants on. I feel that this lesson can’t be learned young enough these days. Boys are getting fresher and fresher!


My Most Favorite Valentine

(click here for a love song to accompany this post!)

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Valentine’s Day is here! A day to celebrate love in all its myriad forms: the love of friends, significant others, family, pets, chocolate, romantic comedies, romantic tear-jerkers, chocolate-covered anything, all of the world is in love with love on Valentine’s Day. Your Mrs. Cheryl is no exception.  Read the rest of this entry »


Baby It’s Cold Out-side!

(click here to listen to She & Him‘s Baby, It’s Cold Outside while you read)

Austin has rung in the New Year in typical Texas weather style: in the 70s one day, in the 20s the next. During this uncharacteristically long cold slow clap(as opposed to a cold snap), I spent my days with my charges, trying to find things to do inside. Read the rest of this entry »


Pic Post: Stuck on Me!

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While spending the day with Doc and Rebel, Rebel felt I was doing such a good job that he rewarded me with, not one, not two, not even three, but FOUR reward stickers! This is the kind of sincere praise that makes happy my nannying days!


Game On!

Of course I want the kiddos’ time with me to be carefree and fanciful, but I also try to teach them little lessons along the way. Education starts in the home, so on my designated days of the week, it begins with me! Read the rest of this entry »


Lean Back

I spend most of most days on my feet. Whether I’m chasing kiddos around, fixing them meals, tidying up after them, taking them from one activity to the next, nannying is a highly physical job. One of the many ways it is beneficial to me is that it prevents anything resembling a sedentary work routine. Some studies have hypothesized negative health effects resulting from sitting at a desk all day. No risk of that here! In fact, one of the most rigorous workouts I experience in a day isn’t during my post-nannying runs, but during childcare. Read the rest of this entry »


100

As my 100th Y’all Behave post approached, I began to think of all the 100s in my nannying life. So many things seem either few and far between, or incalculable, but then others approach that round number with almost complete accuracy. For example, when Rebel for a period of weeks, and for whatever reason, requested, “Hundred kisses please,” after every smooch. Or when Doc asked me, “Cheryl, how heavy are you? Like 100 pounds?” to which I of course replied, “Yes honey, if anyone asks, Miss Cheryl is 100 pounds.” Read the rest of this entry »