Being the Manny
Since I left my job at the local Walgreens and became the nanny Manny of Rex (now officially a 1 year old) and Darrien (soon to be 7 years old) I have yet to have a day at work where I didn’t laugh.
I’ve learned mind-numbing amounts of information about children over the past few months, and have even come to the realization of what its like to indeed be a child once again. Being the Manny requires the ability to get into the mindset of a child, but still be able to be an authority figure and keep the rules in place. When it comes to watching over two young, growing boys you better be ready to play hard and eat a lot. I love food and physical activities though, so this job suits me quite well :). Over the past 5 months I have grown very fond of Darrien and Rex, and view them as temporary younger brothers that I never had & always wanted.
People say, “Oh.. you babysit?”, and to this I reply, “I’m a MANny. You see a desk or a register everyday when you go to work; I see the smile on two young faces when I walk in the door– A smile that says so much without them even having to speak. Nothing beats that, and you know it.”
