Somehow my summer jobs keep getting weirder and weirder every year....
I have officially decided that european kids are possibly more spoiled than american ones. I don't know how this works exactly, because grown up americans seem to be more bratty and whiny somehow, but I swear.... especially these Italian kids.... ALL of them, but especially the ones I'm in charge of. I am officially not Marry Poppins....although I still want her cool bag of magic. Do you think there is a way to become instantly a figure of authority?? Being a nanny is harder than I thought, but the perks are that this year I have tan lines where the bathing suit was, not the t shirt (goodbye farmer's tans!). Another perk, is staying in a four star hotel on the Italian beach. TOo bad the entire day is spent chasing around lost bathing suits and children by the pool. HOpefully the swiss mountain side is more invigorating, and a bedroom just pour moi :-)