Tuesday, February 10, 2009

Fork Shmork

This is what happens when you travel as a nanny w/ the family. When you leave the bitter cold of New York and head West to a resort. When you are on vacation. And especially when the parents and nanny have margaritas at dinner.

With all that, it's somehow ok to let them go crazy. Or perhaps it's just being creative in how to get the boys to sit still or to eat their food while we discussed facials and golfing. We were creative here. No need to stop the child from using a toy as a utensil. We didn't know anyone at the resort. The boys had already made their mark on the room, overfed the fat fish and smeared ketchup into the nice, white linen tablecloths on numerous occassions... why not cause a scene at dinner? Needless to say, it was a memorable night.

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