What Happens When Kids Are Home Alone: Photographic Evidence

The scene: Thursday. 4pm. My house.

I got a phone call.

"Mommy! We are home alone!"

"Rachel isn't there?"

"NO Mommy! We got home and nobody is here!"

"Are you okay?"

"Yes. We're fine."

"Okay. I will call Rachel and see what's going on."

As it turns out, Gentle Reader, Rachel was there with in seconds of my hanging up the phone. I called her, and she was walking in my front door.

Today I found these pictures of Kelsey, taken in the few minutes before the girls called me. Now, doesn't it look like they were living in fear for their lives, and wondering who was supposed to be taking care of them?

The Nanny Diaries

Setting: The church choir room.
Situation: I am picking the girls up from their piano lessons. My nanny's younger sister is beginning her lesson...


Me: I don't think the girls will be able to do piano the week school starts. Rachel (the nanny) starts school the week before, so she won't be able to get them here in time.

Piano teacher: That's okay. I was thinking of taking the week off anyway.

Jessica (nanny's little sister): Oh! Rachel and I already worked it out. My lesson is at 4 and the girls have 5 and 5:30 during school, so she should be able to get us all here on time.

Me: See what I mean? These kids don't even need me anymore!

Jessica: Oh yeah, and since Rachel starts school before us (she is going to a different district), I will keep the girls week after next if your husband can drop them off at our house on his way to work.

Me: AAAANNND that just clinches it. I am obviously superfluous in this situation!