Shelly the Nanny

I just wanted to take a minute and say how much I love my nanny.

I guess if you use the dictionary definition, she is probably not my nanny. She is the neighbor's nanny, and they let me pay her extra to watch Quinn. She is the best babysitter, friend, support and employee a person could ask for. She loves Quinn and seems to really care about our family even when we are making her get up way too early for a sudden schedule change. She lets us drop off Quinn at a minutes notice, and she can straighten up a pile of books or toys better than anyone I know.

More importantly she is a great mom, and she applies that to being a great nanny. She uses the same tone of voice I do when disciplining or correcting the kids. Her little boy doesn't know what a cookie is, and she apologized to me once for feeding Quinn pizza for lunch one day. (If she only knew how much pizza Quinn consumes at home...)

She really is great. My schedule is wrapping up this week, and although I am so glad to be home with Quinn for the next 4 months, I will really miss our Shelly. Luckily she'll be on call when McKenna comes to watch my sister's little girls so Kristie can help me get this baby out of me. And I am always looking for more ways to keep Shelly in our life.

She is just a great support. I think every mom and every Quinn deserves to have a Shelly. But you can't have mine... so don't even think about it.