For the last three month Olga and I were discussing how wonderful it would be to get a babysitter for Maxim. Not on a full day, but for a couple of hours a week or so. While both of us were cheered by the idea, none of us did anything to actually find one.<\/p>\n
Until one day this old lady basically jumped into it. She was recommended and looked good too. We were going to call her right away. For three weeks or so.<\/p>\n
Somehow, every time I thought of leaving Maxim alone with the babysitter I started worring a lot. My eyes were jumping from left to right, my hands went shaky, and I was talking funny too.<\/p>\n
Anyway, this week we decided to try her out, since “Doom” movie is in the cinema and both of us want to go and watch it. We called the woman to come one day just to see how Maxim would react and discuss the money issue.<\/p>\n
She couldn’t make it.<\/p>\n
So we called her in a day or so again. Arranged for a meeting. But she couldn’t do it again. Is she scared or something? Maybe punctuality is not her strong side? Or maybe there is something else…<\/p>\n
I guess we’d better start looking for a new babysitter now. Before we even had a chance to try the first one. Somehow I think we are in a long search. Those signs aren’t good. Aren’t good…<\/p>\n\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"\n