But for now, on this Monday back to work and reality, I wanted to mention what makes my day: babysitters. Specifically, babysitters on vacation. For the past two years, we've taken our regular babysitter, Cynthia ("Sensa" or "Eesa," as the kids call her), with us to Grand Cayman. Cynthia is amazing - she is a teacher at the kids' preschool and can handle all four kids herself, with ease, when necessary. But it was rarely necessary on this trip because we also brought with us our niece, Caitlin. Caitlin is also amazing. She's 16, and she's been going on this trip with us since she was 13. And she has always been responsible beyond her years. Besides that, since she lives in Florida, we love hanging out with her for a week or more every year, so that we (and the kids) actually know her. She's a lot of fun and a great kid.
I used to wonder about people who took babysitters on vacation. Never understood why it was necessary. Hello! It's a vacation for the parents too. I have no idea why I never got that.
With Cynthia and Caitlin's help, Cort and I had an amazing, true vacation. Cort admitted to me that he went the first four days without changing a single diaper. Neither of us got up before 7am a single day, and we slept until 8am several days. We did not bathe the little ones once. And most nights, when it was bedtime, the kids came out to where we were -- usually overlooking the beach with a tropical drink in hand -- and gaves us hugs and kisses and told us good night. Then they disappeared inside our condo, went to bed, and we didn't see them again until the next morning. Four kids, four adults. A one-to-one ratio makes my day!
Caitlin with the boys (note Helen there in the corner, refusing to cooperate)
Cynthia with the kids (Helen still not cooperating, really)
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