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>Hey hon. > >I read what you said, about your expectations for >babysitters when it comes to disciplining your >children. Your response made me think about when I >first started babysitting. I started babysitting for >neighbors and friends of my parents when I was >fourteen. I made a pretty good amount of money >babysitting because I ended up with a lot of clients. >I literally had to keep an appointment book. > >1. I loved kids and enjoyed interacting with them. I >would play with them, help them with homework and just >generally make their time with me a fun experience all >around. > >2. I took my job seriously, I would follow whatever >instructions the parents had. I observed the rules >they had for their children as well including, play >times, bed times, homework any chores they might have >bath time and so forth. > >3. I did NOT take advantage of my clients. Rather than >just showing up to watch the kids and get paid, I also >cooked for them cleaned up all the dishes, the kitchen >and made sure everything was cleaned up and put up >before the parents returned. > >Now when I say I observed their rules, many of the >parents trusted me enough they gave me permission to >spank their kids if they misbehaved. But that's >something I was never comfortable with doing. So if I >did actually "spank" one of them it was usually >nothing more than a pat on the bottom as an "attention >getter". > >The only time I had to actually spank one of the kids >I was sitting was when I was eighteen. I had been >babysitting him for four years and his parents looked >on me more like family than as a babysitter. On this >particular night, he for some reason just did NOT want >to listen to me. He was being one hard headed eight >year old. I believe he'd gotten in trouble before his >parents went out and think his Daddy spanked him, but >I didn't know because they didn't tell me. But there >was no pleasing him. I tried playing games with him >which he usually loves but he just got more angry with >me and finally got mad and threw his controller. I >shut off the game and said, "Ok, little man, it's time >for you to take a bath and go to bed." He told me "NO" >and stomped his foot. So I grabbed him and gave him an >attention getter and told him to move it." He took off >to his room instead of the bathroom. I heard him slam >his door. I went to his room and knocked and then >opened his door and took him to the bathroom. I >started his bathwater and told him to get undressed >and get in the tub or I'll undress him and scrub him >down myself. He stomped his foot again and I told him >I'd spank him if he did that again. He took his pants >off and was standing in his underwear and I started >out he stomped his foot again and called me "Bitch". >Oh it was on like Donkey Kong then. I turned around >and sat down on the lid of the toilet grabbed him and >put him over my knee. Then I pulled his underwear down >and lit his bare little but up. As soon as I pulled >his underwear down, I saw his butt had a few splotches >on it from the spanking he had gotten earlier. But >that didn't stop me from spanking him. His little >bottom was a nice shade of red when I let him up he >rubbed his butt and cried "I don't like you anymore." >I said, "Well I love you but I sure don't love the way >you've acted all night." He stepped out of his >underwear and got into the tub. I told him to hurry >up, so he can get to bed. When he finished, he was >wrapped in a towel and he asked me if I was still mad >at him. I told him, "No baby. I'm not mad at you, but >I'm not happy with the way you've been acting tonight. >Especially with what you called me." He started crying >again and hugged me apologizing. I took him to his >room and laid out his underwear and pajamas. He took >off the towel and I saw his bottom was still pretty >red. I apologized for spanking him like I did and he >apologized to me again. So he got dressed and we >talked. Then he asked me if I was going to tell on >him. I said, "I'll have to tell your Momma that I >spanked you, but I won't tell her about the bad word. >That's something you need to talk to her about. Ok >honey?" he said, "She'll spank me too." I said, "Well >she might but maybe if you tell her what you did, it >won't be so bad." Then I told him about times I got in >trouble and owned up to it rather than hiding or >fibbing about it. I might have still gotten in trouble >but not as bad as it as on times I lied. He fell >asleep before his folks got home and I did talk to his >Momma. She wasn't upset with me for spanking him but >was with him for misbehaving so badly. I told her, >"Let him tell you about it tomorrow. I told him it >would be better if he admitted it instead of you >finding out from me." She called me and told me the >next day when he got up that morning, he told her >about how he'd acted and that I spanked him. He even >told her the bad word he called me. She did give him a >spanking for cussing but only a few swats. > >There's another story to share which I still think is >crazy to this day. A Middle Eastern family moved into >the neighborhood when I was fifteen. It was a couple >with two little boys who were five and seven. They >lived one street over from us. They had been talking >to some of the neighbors about trying to find a >babysitter for a dinner they had coming up. So I was >recommended by the neighbors they talked to. I was >introduced to the mother and she seemed a bit off but >I'm not judging. The boys concerned me more, they >were unusually quiet and well mannered for their ages. >She talked to me about sitting and actually offered >more than I would normally charge. So I talked to >Momma and Daddy and then accepted the job. > >The night of the job, I walked to their house and I >talked with the woman. I tried talking to the boys but >they literally sat and stared at me. It was unnerving. >Her husband came in and she introduced him to me. He >also spoke English with a slight accent, but when they >spoke to each other it was in their native language. >He told me he was pleased to meet me then he told her >he was going to get ready and then said something to >her in their native language ending it with "Tell the >girl." So she started asking me some questions and >telling me about the rules and schedules of the boys >for dinner, play, bath and bedtime. Then she reached >up on top of the refrigerator and took a paddle down. >It wasn't a particularly imposing weapon, just a round >paddle the size of a ping pong paddle. She told me, >when the boys misbehave we expect you to spank them >and then she told me to make sure I spank them on the >bare bottom. I was more than a little uneasy having >this stranger telling me to spank her children's bare >bottom with a paddle. I didn't argue, I just nodded >and then returned the paddle to the top of the fridge. >I'd already decided it wasn't going to happen but I >didn't say anything. Her husband came back in the >kitchen telling her it was time to go. Then they both >kissed the boys and told them be good and good night. >They told me they'd be back about 10:30. > >So the boys just literally sat staring at me. I tried >talking to them and at first they didn't want to >answer. I started asking questions about games and so >forth, and they started to open up a little. Then we >played some games together until it was time to fix >their supper. I heated it up. It was some chicken and >rice dish, I never had before. I asked the oldest what >it was called and he said, "Shawarma". I pretended I >couldn't pronounce it which made them laugh. From then >on, things were much better between us. They warmed up >to me and I played with them until it was bath time. >They were old enough to bathe themselves so I ran >their water and allowed them their privacy. After >their baths, they still had some time to play so we >played a couple of games. > >When bedtime came I took them to their room, and >tucked them both in, kissing them on the forehead and >told them goodnight. Then I went to finish cleaning up >the kitchen and putting their games away. When I sat >down ready to enjoy some peace and quiet, I heard the >sounds of scuffling coming from the bedroom. I found >the boys on the floor wrestling. I broke them up and >put them both back to bed telling them, It's time for >bed. Don't make me come back in here, then I kissed >them goodnight again and went back to the living room. >No sooner than I got to the living room, I heard them >up laughing and scuffling again. I went back to the >bedroom again, and there they were again. I broke up >the wrestling match again, and this time I gave them >each a little pop on the seat of their pajamas and >told them, Now you stay in bed and go to sleep. They >giggled a little but then I tucked them back in and >kissed them goodnight AGAIN. Then I closed the door. >This time they stayed in bed. > >The parents got home at 10:30 sharp and the husband >asked "Are the boys in bed?" I told him yes and he >said, "Good" then told us "I'm going to watch the news >and go to bed." So she and I went into the kitchen. >She and I talked she asked me if the boys were any >trouble. I told her, No trouble at all. We played >games and they ate their supper, then we played some >more until bath time. After their baths, there was >still time before bed to play a little more then I put >them to bed. She asked me again if I had any problems >getting them to bed and I told her "Not really, they >were a little excited and got up and started playing a >couple of times but they settled down and went to >sleep. She seemed to be getting a little upset with me >and asked me, "Did you spank them?" I told her well >not really, the second time I gave them both a little >pop on the butt and told them to stay in bed. She got >angry with me for not spanking their kids as they >instructed me to do and called her husband in. > >They started talking in their language, and he pointed >up towards the top of the fridge then turned a chair >out and sat down. She handed the paddle to him and >then speaking to me in English said, "I will show you >how to give a proper spanking." then he ORDERED me to >pull my pants and panties down and turn over his knee. >This fool intended to give me a bare butt spanking. I >was shocked to say the least and I looked at his wife >and she gave me a little push towards him and told me, >"Obey my husband girl. Pull down your pants and bend >over his lap." I looked at them both and said, "LIKE >HELL I WILL! Then I grabbed my jacket and left without >even getting paid. > >I ran home and Momma asked me how they baby sitting >went. I said the boys were great but the parents are >damned crazy." She was shocked that I cussed but >instead of getting upset with me, she asked me what >happened. I told her all about the evening and about >them getting mad at me because I didn't paddle the >boys' bare butts when it wasn't even necessary and >then they expected me to pull my pants down and let >her husband spank my bare butt for not obeying them. >Daddy said, "it's a good thing you left when you did. >good for him anyway." Then Momma said, "Baby Girl, you >are not babysitting for them ever again." > >The next day, the woman came to the door and started >demanding that I be spanked for being disobedient and >disrespectful. I was standing behind Momma at the >time. Momma took one look at her and told her, "If you >think I'm gonna punish my daughter because your >husband decided it was ok to spank her bare butt and >she didn't go along with that, you have lost your >rabbit assed mind." The woman even threatened to spank >me herself since Momma was such a "terrible mother" >and Momma said, "You'll have to go through me to first >to get to her, and you just ain't tough enough. Now >get out of here before I call the Sheriff." the Woman >stepped off the porch and then stood on the sidewalk >yelling that she would tell everybody what a terrible >babysitter I was and what a horrible mother she is. >Momma just said, "Go right ahead Bitch, The people >here have known me and my family a whole lot longer >than they've known you and they know my kids are good >kids and Sonya is a great babysitter, so they will >believe us more than they will believe you. Then Momma >told her to get off our property and slammed the door. > >I never sat for them again, They did try to ruin my >reputation but nobody believed them. Every time I'd >see them outside, they would give me dirty looks and >talk to each other pointing at me. They boys would >smile and wave to me but that usually got them fussed >at and possibly spanked. > >sorry for the back to back stories but when you talked >about expectations for babysitters I decided to share.

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