The child is eight, and full of vigor
He was drumming on his desk
I knew in a few seconds I would have six drummers
Trying to outdrum each other, so I called him to me
He came right over
What’s up?
Where did you learn to drum?
My dad was a drummer
In a band?
head nod.
That is interesting!
He nods, excited, thrilled.
He sings too.
Does your mom sing?
He told me all about their wedding.
His sister got to go, she was about three.
He felt it was unfair he was not born yet.
Another child is stomping around the room.
I let this child return to his seat.
I call the stomper over.
Where did you learn to stomp like this?
The stomping stops.
He is thrilled that I have asked.
Categories:
babysitting, teacher,
Form: Narrative
This is a first grader’s day
I build a house! I build a house!
Another first grader chimes in.
It has a mouse! And maybe a louse!
Third first grader yells “Hey, that rhymes!”
“Chimes! Limes! Times! Crimes!”
By the time the teacher arrives back
from her twenty-second bathroom break
the whole room is afire with song.
You would think I taught music.
Did they finish the spelling test? She asks me.
“Test! Pest! Fest! Guest! Crest!” They all sing.
I ease out gently, waving, not daring to speak.
Categories:
babysitting, school, teacher, teachers day,
Form: Light Verse
The babies are so much fun,
So cuddly and warm,
So snuggly, and wonderful,
So ugly when first born.
The babies are so loved,
So cherished, so alive!
But the newborns, with their cat-cries,
Are so annoying when they cry.
Yes, I will babysit your baby.
And we can play and sing and laugh.
I will give her and him both bottles,
But if it is a newborn, I will pass.
Categories:
babysitting, baby,
Form: Rhyme
nannies
grannies
watchin’
children
mouth stuffed?
cheeks puffed?
bouncy
ball-ee
legos
clown nose
toy cars
gold stars
knickknacks
thumbtacks
foil from
chew gum
day care
au pair
sitters'
jitters
Categories:
babysitting, 11th grade, angst, baby,
Form: Footle
I travelled to my daughters home
to babysit the kids
I’d not been there ten minutes when
my mind was on the skids
and not because I couldn’t cope
I’m qualified, I think
But I couldn’t work their microwave
To warm the baby’s drink
I thought to use the kettle
As a secondary ploy
But no instructions were to hand
For this confusing toy
A pan then as a last resort
Would be my saving grace
But couldn’t turn the oven on
To save my blushing face
Plan B then, turn the telly on
The cartoons never fail
But five remotes soon had me beat
‘twas now my turn to wail
the garden and a trampoline
would now my saviour be
but now faced with a locked back door
I couldn’t find the key
Distraught, I looked for games to play
I would succeed, I would
And then 6 words which saved my life
I’m back, have they been good?
Categories:
babysitting, children, funny,
Form: Free verse
a is for annoying (definitely)
b is for brat (even yours)
c is for cherished ( I do)
d is for deaf (I wish I were)
e is for endearing ( to most)
f is for fun (most of the time)
g is for goodbye (GOODBYE)
h is for hello (what they say)
I is for irritating (they are)
j is for just (one more time- and then)
k is for killing (them)
l is for loving (them)
m is for monster (they’re all one sometimes)
n is for no ( the word they hate most)
o is for obnoxious ( an excellent synonym)
p is for perfect (only if you’re their grandma)
q is for quiet (most used word from me)
r is for rigor (what I go through)
s is for shut (up-when I lose patience)
t is for trouble (they get into it non-stop)
u is for ugg (I’m so done now!)
v is for valiant (effort not to strangle them)
w is for wisdom (now’s the time for bed)
x is for ‘xitement (as they say (thank goodness it’s over))
y is for yawn ( soo tired…)
z is for zzz (coming from upstairs)
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Categories:
babysitting, devotion, emotions,
Form: ABC
Babysitting bloody goats,
Babysitting bloody goats,
Baaaa baaaa twinkletoes has notes,
Trying to get some bloody sleep,
Sounds like a rabid rancid sheep,
a lonesome goat, you know it,
wheres that bloody clive a sitting,
climbing screen doors, its not quiting,
Sue heard one on the ole tin roof,
twinkle toes tap tap 2 do it?
Blaurgggggght says the nanny goat,
Crazy bludger's tunes out of note,
Drops poor ole Johnson in it?
Ferret dog emasculated,
Banged and thumped and castigated,
Head butted by 2 nannies sure,
Doesn’t want it any more,
Sidestepping Ferret voted!
Waiting for ole Clive to come,
With the red van goats do hum,
Head butting ole screen door,
Blaurgh where are you clive, whaffor?
Goat chops for tweededum,
Cant eat your mates they hum,
Be quiet my moral core,
They won….Don Johnson
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Categories:
babysitting, adventure,
Form: Ballad
was hired to babysit life
was hired to babysit life
gave hollywood their homework
an assignment im sure
keep us all in line
13 steps of this war
keep us all in line
deadlocked to get what we want
i was hired to babysit life
i was hired to babysit life
it was gonna be harder than i thought
judging my own innocence ididn't understand
13 steps keep us all in line and deadlocked
deadlocked
we will get what we want
a war we all win
born for this
wanna do it again
but we wont
onto something new
i was hired to make you feel ok for what happened
what happened to align ourselves to be where we at
to get what we want
how far we pushed to be the people we are
the ones striving for the successes of all involved
13 steps
13steps
keeping us deadlocked
outsmarting ourselves
to gather the plot
the plot we wrote
fooled by it again
mastering our own destiny
what else did you think we were gonna do
I came to babysit life
life was lost
found the great big hiding place
came to babysit the meatphor of life
hollywood has an assignment
13 steps to keep us deadlocked
3 licves to follow along
never know till you see it
everyone belongs it takes everyone
Categories:
babysitting, social, visionary
Form: Free verse