It has been decades ago since I was asked to babysit, I'm pretty sure it was the 70'a when the going rate was a dollar an hour (not per child, just per hour). Some of the families I babysat for would pay me a little extra to straighten the house, or clean the kitchen, although I quickly learned that in most cases if housekeeping was mentioned, the house was probably filthy beyond acceptable health standards.
I was thrilled and somewhat nervous when Ashelyn asked if I would be willing to babysit grandbaby Addalyn for a few hours each week as she embarks on her new adventure. Ashelyn takes care of her daughter with such a patient and kind touch that I was worried that if Addalyn became agitated I would not be able to soothe.
With the first hour gone, Addalyn asleep on the floor in front of the fire and me reading in my comfy chair, it looks like I have this babysitting thing all figured out.
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