Tales of Life with a Girl on the Go

Reid is looking forward to tonight when she’ll have her first “real” babysitter. She proudly told Melissa, “I’m going to have a babysitter. A *real* one. Not from Wheatley or Windsor or Leamington. A babysitter from Ottawa and her name is Paige.” Ken and I are just as excited. Short of hanging around at the mall and approaching respectable looking teens who look like they might want to watch Reid, we haven’t had any luck finding a babysitter until now. The first couple of years weren’t *so* bad, since I probably would have been too wimpy to leave her but it’s been a while since I was like that.

Paige and her mom came over on Tuesday night for a quick introduction. Reid was excited to meet Paige but shy, too. Paige seemed pretty young, though she is 13, and was quiet, too. She took all of the information I provided without looking concerned at all. I’m glad one of us is feeling unflappable.

I’m giving them money for A&W. I figure that they’ll burn lots of time walking to and from the mall, eating and playing on the dragon and other mall “vehicles”, even visiting the pet shop, that Reid will hardly notice we’re gone. Not that she understands *why* Ken and I want to go out without her. ;+) Reid did, however, try to help us decide where to go. She suggested Swiss Chalet and Red Lobster and was offended when I said that those were places she wanted to go. Apparently while I was right, she was trying to help Ken answer my question.

Wish us luck, though, since we haven’t actually made it out the door yet. Knock wood and all that.

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