Dear Unsuspecting Parent:
While your babysitter, and I use the term babysitter loosely, was watching your kids at the dance studio yesterday she all but disappeared for a good 30 minutes. I assume she went out to her car (maybe she was talking to her boyfriend on the phone, chain smoking, or painting her nails), and let your older daughter run like a banshee on crack through the waiting area at the dance studio. One mom was trying to study (ha ha, yeah good luck with that), and the rest of the parents, like me, were trying to watch our daughters enjoy dance class and had no idea we’d be discussing what prescription anxiety meds and wine we were craving by the time class wrapped up, thanks to your daughter and your babysitter’s stellar skills.
I have to admit I gave your kid several evil looks while she tore through the waiting area, dragging her tiny bespectacled baby sister with her and two other kids whose parents kept shushing and scolding them and looking for your babysitter, who was AWOL. I am sure she’s a great kid though when, you know, an adult is actually there to supervise her.
But seriously, if your baby sitter drives a white Mustang and wears skinny jeans you should definitely fire her.
Love, Blonde Mom