any good babysitting stories?

AlethiaSi · #1 03-12-2004, 10:52 AM

i have two little sisters that are four and three- i have to babysit them quite a bit at home- and i miss them tons since i'm over here- any of you have any funny babysitting stories?

one of my favorites- that doesn't really include kids lol- is one night it was like 2 am and i was watching a scary movie waiting for my dad and step mom to come home.... i was inthe playroom on the couch... and all the sudden i started hearing allthese crazy rustling noises and singing coming from the toy chest- my heart started racing- i was like omg chuckie is coming to get me lol- and after much debating- i finally looked in there and realized one of their singing moving toys had gotten pressed and was singing "its a small world".... i started watching something else after that.... eek...

cashmoney · #2 03-12-2004, 03:26 PM

When I was much younger one night I had a babysitter who was a few years older than me, like maybe by 3 years. She was a freind of the family's daughter. By the time my parents came home from their night out we got busted making out on the couch. That was the last baby sitter I ever had. I think I was like 9 or 10 years old.

Tippiechick · #3 03-12-2004, 04:29 PM

I was watching this little boy one time... He was always into everything and his parents just let him get away with it... Well, he was two and I had to change his diaper... I went to take his diaper off and I saw a (no joke) 6 inch string hanging out of his butt.

I couldn't just let him go with a string hanging from his butt, so I got about twenty baby wipes, put on an additional pair of the plastic gloves they had for changing his diaper, and manually pulled the string out.

The worst part was that this kid had eaten a string over a foot in length. OMG, it was so awful... It was a wonder it hadn't caused a serious obstruction! But, when I told his mom, she didn't think anything of it and told me that he likes to put everything in his mouth.

ThetaGrrl · #4 03-12-2004, 07:26 PM

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Originally posted by Tippiechick
I was watching this little boy one time... He was always into everything and his parents just let him get away with it... Well, he was two and I had to change his diaper... I went to take his diaper off and I saw a (no joke) 6 inch string hanging out of his butt.

I couldn't just let him go with a string hanging from his butt, so I got about twenty baby wipes, put on an additional pair of the plastic gloves they had for changing his diaper, and manually pulled the string out.

The worst part was that this kid had eaten a string over a foot in length. OMG, it was so awful... It was a wonder it hadn't caused a serious obstruction! But, when I told his mom, she didn't think anything of it and told me that he likes to put everything in his mouth.

#5 03-12-2004, 09:17 PM

Well, this isn't really a babysitting story but it's about the little guy I babysit.

One time he went on a field trip with his 5 yr. old kindergarden class. As they were heading back to his elementary school, his mom (a chaperone) heard him arguing with this little girl in his class about whether or not Pinocchio was real. Finally, he got frustrated with arguing with her and blurted out, "Pinocchio is just not real because I have told many lies, and my nose hasn't gotten any bigger!"

Another story is about a guy that's a year younger than me. His name is Kyle and, when he was little, The Wizard of Oz was his favorite movie. He watched it over and over. Well, one day he was watching it, and mind you, he was about 4 yrs. old, and he came in to the kitchen where his mom was and said, "Mama! The lion is a boy!" His mom says "I know, Kyle. Go back in the den and watch your movie." Well, he comes back in the kitchen 2 more times saying that the lion is a boy. On the 3rd time, his mom walked back in the den with him, and he said, "Mama, the lion is a boy, and he has a bow in his hair!"

Final story! Well, Kyle's younger sister Caroline went to a Christmas fair with her aunt when she was about 5. Caroline's mom gave Caroline's aunt $60 for Caroline to buy her Christmas presents. Well, Caroline bought a big bag with a teddy bear on it for $1. Caroline came back and "wrapped" her presents. On Christmas day, Caroline's grandma came to their house and, as she was leaving, Caroline's parents put the grandma's gifts in the bear bag. Caroline got really close to her mom and starting nudging her. Her mom was like "What's wrong Caroline?" Caroline said, "That's MY bag!" Her mom said that it was ok and they'd get her another bag and Caroline was indignant and said "No, that's MY bag and I paid GOOD money for that bag so that's MY bag and I want it back!" Well, she got it back in the end.

DolphinChicaDDD · #6 03-13-2004, 12:59 AM

The girl I used to babysit for told me one day I wasn't pretty enough to be a princess, so I had to be the mean queen when we were playing sleeping beauty. Of course she got to be the princess.

It took all the restaint in the world to not teach that little girl a lesson!! Her parents let her do WHATEVER she wants...including insult everyone.

KillarneyRose · #7 03-13-2004, 01:31 AM

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Originally posted by DolphinChicaDDD
The girl I used to babysit for told me one day I wasn't pretty enough to be a princess, so I had to be the mean queen when we were playing sleeping beauty. Of course she got to be the princess.

It took all the restaint in the world to not teach that little girl a lesson!! Her parents let her do WHATEVER she wants...including insult everyone.

Hmmm, I just got this great mental image of the brat growing up and wanting to be a TriDelt and asking her old babysitter for a recommendation letter!

Tippie: Your story is gross, yet oddly fascinating! lol I have no doubt you'll be a great mom because if you could handle THAT, you can handle anything!!!

Taualumna · #8 03-13-2004, 01:47 AM

When I was 12, I "baby-sat" (meaning that the parents were at home, but hosting a dinner party, and therefore too busy to look after them) a four year old and a five year old who were really wild and running around the house. They weren't really supposed to be near the adults at all, and it was my job to keep them away. I tried everything, from telling them stories, to popping in a video, but it wasn't any help. Luckily, I had an art set with me, and was able to settle them down by getting them to colour and describe their works of art to me

The adults were able to have a good evening!!!

Thank goodness for "Kid Kits" (a little BSC for ya!)

AlethiaSi · #9 03-15-2004, 07:11 AM

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ohhh yea i loveeeedd baby sitters club!!

CardinalSM · #10 03-15-2004, 02:18 PM

Next time that I have a few minutes to sit in front of the computer I will tell my stories of when the terror children locked me in a closet, when I had to chase a kid for ten blocks, and when I had to call the police because someone was trying to break into the house. I hate baby sitting.

XOMichelle · #11 03-15-2004, 02:32 PM

I babysat two very nice little girls for a few years when I was 13 and 14. The one girl was old enough to take care of herself (she was 10 or 11), but she was too young to take care of her little sister, who was 6 at the time. The little one really hated having to go to bed, mostly because her sister was allowed to stay up for another hour or so and watch TV. She would try everything to not sleep! She would hide, hold on to furniture so I couldn't physically pick her up, run around the house screaming, and take her toys into bed with her. One day she threatened me with a pair of scissors. After that, I stopped going over there.
-Michelle

adpialumcsuc · #12 03-15-2004, 06:28 PM

When I was 15 I was babysitting for one of my teachers. He had 2 little girls. Sweetest little girls and behaved very well. It was time for them to go to bed so they took a bath and got into bed. A couple minutes later one of them was screaming for me. I ran into their room and she was crying that the cat had sprayed her bed. As she said that the Cat started spraying again. I went to grab the cat and move it out of their room when swiped at me and put a gash across my nose, check and forehead. Of course it bled like crazy because it was on my face and the girls started crying more. After I got the bleeding to slow I showed them that I was ok and they went back to bed. A few minutes later the front door burst open and parents came rushing in. I guess that the oldest called them at the restaurant and them came running home because there was "blood everywhere". I was so embarrassed and I am sure they were also because their cat attacked me.