how to recrute a babysitter

Go running in the park!

Yesterday morning, after my orthoptist appointment (fully paid for by French social security by the way!), I went for a run. I saw a trio of American looking students on the path ahead of me and I harrassed them. I told them I knew it was a strange question but would any of them be interested in babysitting this Friday.

Not only did I feel a strong kinship with these random American students who were doing their junior year abroad, but I felt an even stronger kinship with the random parents who used to come up to me in the Parc Monceau in Paris to see if I wanted to babysit. I used to think those parents were crazy since they didn't know who I was, but helas, I've become one of them and now recognize the importance of having an American babysitter for my little half-American.

Besides, I'm getting desperate here. I need a nice Thai dinner!