Mrs. D-Zo: So how was the trip to the park?
Nanny: The girls had a great time! Didn't we girls? We saw all the trees, the dogs running around and our friend was there!
Mrs. D-Zo: Wow, Bean...you have friends already? You're officially more popular than your mother.
Nanny: We got to see our friend Damien at the playground.
Mrs. D-Zo: WHAT??????? You've introduced my child to the Devil's spawn!?!?! I didn't realize I needed to include 'forbidden to play with the Antichrist' in our contract.
Nanny: (laughs nervously) Yeah...my dad made some joke too when I told him. It must be something from your guys' generation.
Mrs. D-Zo: (I actually couldn't say anything because I was dead on the floor. People from my generation have dodgy hearts.)
6 comments:
Noooooooooooooooo! Um, "our generation?" Um, I hope she is eleven. Or nine.
Seriously? Who doesn't know about Omen? Maybe she's afraid of "scary" movies so she never saw it. I have to ask. HOw old is she?
Ooh! I forgot to ask if you wanted to be a celebrity guest on my blog, i need someone to fill my December 9th post.
I officially hate your nanny.
Nicole - Sure. Let me know what I need to do.
yeah, umm, i hang out around teenagers all day so i'm used to it. but none of them have babies yet. that i know of. they could though. that's the thing. they COULD.
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