My mom never babysits my daughter. Why not? The experience is sad. Once she took her to her house for the weekend, only she didn’t even make it through the day. Saturday night she brought her to my door and said:
– I’m not taking her to my place anymore!
– I’m the one who won’t come to you anymore! – Rebecca answered angrily.
We went into the kitchen for tea to find out what had happened.
– I, of course, understand that children are different. But she’s a girl! We did not have time to come home, and she started demanding that I made her nalistniki. I mean, the marshmallows! A fridge full of food, and she wouldn’t eat anything else. Well, okay. So I got to work on the dough, and I sent her to the bathroom. So she broke the sink!
– How did that happen? – I clutched at my heart, for I was more worried about my daughter than the sink.
– She leaned over and fell. While I was picking up everything there, she rushed into the room and turned on my laptop. I went to it – and there’s no “YouTube. And I hid my mouse somewhere. “That’s not my granddaughter. All children are like children, and this monster some! – My mother complained.
– In the morning I woke up from her roar. I came in and she was blue in the face from crying. I asked what happened. And she points to the side where the cockroach is climbing. So it climbs? What’s wrong here? She almost had a heart attack from the sight of it! Like, she had not seen such a bug – added the relative.
Then she began to complain that her daughter was always demanding food. A growing body – it’s normal. In general, uncomfortable granddaughter was. Mom began to set an example of her sister’s son. Like, there’s a boy, but more quiet.
– Do not even think! I will never go to you! All told that you have cockroaches running around the apartment, – said Rebecca, when I asked her to apologize to her grandmother.
Well, you can’t force yourself. Now we’ll do it ourselves.
