i am finally in the blogging mood. kind of.
every tuesday and thursday i head up the hill. WAAAY up the hill. It's an interesting feeling, driving up the hill in my
nasty cop car and watching rich daddy's drive down in their sports cars. I'm just the nanny. i watch their kids. but i love it. i wouldn't have it any other way. i love going to the club and having skinny blond moms ask me "Oh! are you the new Iverson nanny?" yep thats me :) the boys i watch are adorable and sweet. we have a great time just messing around.
i feel like i have a secret, hidden connection with the gardeners, lawn mowers, house cleaners, window washers, maids and fellow nannys of the filthy rich. i do feel slightly out of place, the cars, clothes and houses are over the top. but i've learned something HUGE while watching Holden schafer and Ryker. kids are all the same. they want someone who cares. they want to have fun. they want someone to talk to. they like talking about themselves. somehow they are always innocent but always guilty. they just wanna laugh and be loved.
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dear grace,