It's not weird enough to be one of the very few (only?) same sex couples in our town with kids. We're also the only people I know who have a male nanny, or "manny." Uncle Hank, Tori's brother, has been our nanny since Zadie was about six months old and has been extremely talented and resilient as we continue to pile more and more kids on him! I really respect Uncle Hank for his seemingly unending supply of patience (I've never seen him lose his temper or get frustrated), his creativity, and his willingness to play Legos with our kids for hours upon hours. We are extremely fortunate to have a manny who is not only a close family member, but also a gifted caregiver.
Having said all this, there are some limitations to having a manny. Just check out the above photo to see how he dressed our two boys. I came home from work and asked Tori if that was some kind of a joke. Why does he always try to match plaids with plaid? I think that's one of the first things you learn as a kid when you learn how to get dressed in the morning -- plaids never go with plaids.
But, despite his severe deficiencies in the wardrobe department, we are very fortunate to have Uncle Hank!
2 comments:
This cracked me up and also made me envious. I can't imagine never getting frustrated or impatient...that's my constant state! This is an area I tell myself every day that I will work on!
that's amazing!!!!
by the way.....when did chunk become a little man????
xoxo
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