Did you hear about this baby sitter who left the two kids she was watching in order to go out for a drink? The mother returned home to find the children alone in the house, littered with beer cans. The sitter returned, got in an argument with the mom, and slapped her. Wow!
We were pretty rough on some of our baby sitters, but they were always really good to us (and our mom). Poor Christine Nicol put up with a lot from us. We loved her (she really was our favorite), but she was put through the wringer during the two summers that she kept us. We pretended we didn't hear her when she tried to get us to dry off at the pool to go home and even locked her out of the house one time.
The first summer we were allowed to stay home without a sitter (mom was working part-time), we were also a mess. Dad's program secretary fielded lots of tattle-tale calls and apparently we were the entertainment for the group. I remember going to a family picnic with Dad's group once where they were swapping Shipman girl stories. Like the time two of us put the other's underwear in the freezer, or when Manda lit Amy's carpet on fire... and I subsequently put it out. Good times. ;)
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