That's MY nanny!

I never thought LAUNDRY could be so fun!!!

Little Ms. H. told a child at the children's museum "That's MY nanny!"....

Apparently Little Ms. H. wanted the child to understand that even though I was playing with him (we were at the Children's Museum in the dig pit- that's a big pit of rubber gravel like a big big sandbox) that I was infact HER nanny.

I realized today that 6 months ago (exactly) I met this family. Maybe you haven't heard the amazing story that my job hunt was.

I was working at a daycare and that job was going south and fast. I chalk it up to bad management and the simple fact I was too good for the job.

I put my resume on Craigslist and thought to myself there I tried it's not my fault I am stuck at this job. In other words it was my half hearted attempt at job hunting. Usually on CL it takes a few posts and many many many crazy replies from people wanting dirt cheap care etc. to find one family worth interviewing with and we all know how many interviews it can take to find a job especially in this economy.

I recieved an email from a lady who mentioned what they were looking for. (At first glance this family wasn't exactly what I thought I was looking for but I decided to interiew with them the day after I turned 30. Infact I almost skipped out on the interview.)

I figured though I didn't think this would be a match I would use it as a jumpstart back into the job hunt. Sort of a rehersal interview as it had been 3 years since I had to sell myself.

Can you believe that this family and I fit so well. We are a perfect match! I had the fastest job hunt in history.

This family has restored my faith in a good boss, shown me a family can still have breakfast together, and treats me as one of their members (well when I want to be.)

I never would have thought posting ONE craigslist ad would find me 6 months later enjoying 2 adorable babies in a basket and their posessive sister!

That's MY nanny! (You are right Little Ms. H., I am YOUR nanny and I love every minute of it. )

Baby bottles in a parking garage

I found myself parking my nanny vehicle in the parking garage of the MAC (Multnomah Athletic Club) where my employers are members for the sole purpose of feeding the babies.

(There was a showing at their house and we were exiled for a few moments smack dab in the middle of lunch feeding while mom and sister were at a playdate.)

I was laughing at the fact that I had just drove a few miles and parked the car in the covered garage (it was raining which was why I went here) just to feed the twins.

From loading to unloading it was exactly and hour of our day from the time we left the house to the time we returned.

As this was my first day of THRIVE I started to laugh even hardeer at the fact that this was a very uneducational & uninteresting moment of the day.... however this is what worked for us as a longer outing at this time that could have included a stroll or people watching at starbucks would have messed with am nap or after lunch baths.

Normally I would have considered this a waisted hour.... but, due to Thrive I realized we could make the most of it.....

So. if you found yourself walking past a white suburban today in a parking garage in downtown portland and head some crazy person standing next to the vehicle's open door singing "Here comes Peter Cottontail" with gusto, you might have wondered what was going on..... simply it was a nanny thriving at her job.

Sure the babies would have been fed just the same if their nanny just stood there checking her facebook on her phone but that would have been just waisting the opportunity to have fun!!!