SO, as some of you know, we have a pretty great nanny situation. When Jack and his friend Cleo didn't get accepted into Pacific Oaks preschool this year, we decided to share a nanny. I know what you're thinking: "the recession dress didn't last three days before you were ready to have your best friend taken out by Sally two shoes, so sharing a nanny is...fucking retarded". But this plan is different. I swear.
We've been doing it for a few months now, and it's going really well. The kids go back and forth between our houses. They sometimes nap together. Jack has taken to calling Cleo's mom "mommy" and me Marija, but I'm sure this is just a passing faze.
However, this week the neighbors are out of town, and Jack was set to have some nanny solo time. And mommy was ready for some solo time as well. He's been very weepy lately, and grasping at straws, I thought, hey maybe having some undivided attention is the ticket. Unfortunately the nanny has had some personal things to attend to, and so we have been without her for the last 4 days. (she doesn't work weekends). SO undivided attention is what he's gotten, from Nipper Knapp and I. And I'd like to know how, after two years or spending every moment with this child, I could be so spoiled after two months of a nanny five hours a day. It's like I we came up for air, and now I can't swim.
I love my child. I love my husband. But if the nanny doesn't come tomorrow, Jack might learn the F word. Did I mention he talks now?