My roommate was being a stupid little **** last night and I almost hit her.

2 30 a.m. Shannon and I have to be at work at 6!

NOW DON'T TAKE ME WRONG I LOVE THESE KIDS (despite their messy, needy ways) AND I WILL AND DO ANYTHING FOR THEM.

 I'M JUST SIMPLY SAYING They give me reason to wait a really long time!

Quick explanation before the e x p l a n a t i o n : see I was low on money (well so I thought), re-phrasing I was money-hungry, but for my own. So, I went to this web-site gonannies.com filled out a "resume" and BAM before I knew it I had the lable NANNY on my forehead and I was goin to work.

Time to introduce:

This is Jamie. He's the youngest and of corse the most delicate.

This is Katelyn (Katie). She's 3 and thinks she's a princess.

This is Jacob. The oldest. He loves school and watching Nickelodeon.

 Now, now don't get your panties all in a wad this story isn't all candy and cake, these children are adorable yes, but good gosh do they make me never and I'm NEVER have kids! LIke I said I nanny for these children after I get off of work from my other job and my duties include: laundry, cleaning, dishes, cooking, and care/play for/with the children. Now to me that sounds like money in the bag! Well until I saw their house. When I walked in a black cloud hovered over the house the door opened and closed by itself as horror piano music and screeching kids complimented as background "music."

Cleaning, laundry, etc. I do not mind, but pee stains on couch cushions, brownies, cookies, etc, smushed into the carpet and couches, dishes so molded only the trash can save them, speghettios so dried and run into the carpet scrubbing doesn't get it off. Not to mention that these children you ask them to bring their plate to the sink or throw their trash away and they act like you just killed their cat or your scolding them for doing heroin or something. Along with that all I hear is "I want upsies," "huggie," or "adkjfadjknfowieujsl" (however you'd spell some form of baby talk from the 7 yr old) and well, since "no" is banned from that house hold the daily chores are even harder with a 32 month old and a 3 yr old on your hips at all times. I've come to learn that the piggie back and the piggie front ride at the same time comes in handy when both hands are needed for duty.

Long story short: kids are not for me, atleast kids like the Robertsons.