Babysitter Makes Me Lose Control
The kids were screaming, and my wife was out back, smoking another cigarette. Sometimes I can’t wait to get out of the house, even if it means spending more time with Shelley, who’s been growing meaner and colder as we age. It was going to be about ten more minutes until our new babysitter came by. The last one went to college last week—we’d used her ever since our oldest was born about six years ago. The old girl was so sweet, and was going off to study educational psychology. She was great with the kids. We found the new … Read more