A Complete Fiasco

Recently, I was given the privilege to babysit a young boy and his grandpa as the boy’s parents were away for a meeting. 4 days 3 nights … I thought to myself… it shouldn’t be a problem. After all, all I have to do is make sure that everything turns out ok. I should be able to handle it. No hassle at all.

Ok. To cut the story short. I failed. I failed miserably. It turned out to be a complete fiasco. Read along and you’ll agree with me.

Day 1 – I was supposed to be there at 4.30pm so that Isaac (the boy) can go for his tuition and his 90 something years old grandpa won’t be left alone at home. However, due to some unforeseen circumstances L I managed to reach the doorstep at almost 8pm, just in time to join
Isaac with the dishwashing. Thank God that his tuition was cancelled (or was it intentionally coz I wasn’t around) and apparently, he managed to prepare the dinner all by himself, had dinner with his grandpa and now clearing up. It was then I realized that I was horribly late. Mission failed.

Day 2 – Once bitten, twice shy. I decreed not to repeat the mistake, hence headed straight home right after work. I arrived at 5.45pm. Not too bad after all. Since it was still early for dinner, I allowed Isaac to watch the 6pm show with me for a short while. However, the short while turned
out to be not that short and we ended up having dinner at almost 8pm. Isaac later told me that his grandpa wasn’t too happy for the late dinner. He usually eats at 7pm sharp. Sorry, grandpa L Mission failed.

Day 3 – To make up for the last few days, I decided to make some nice breakfast for Isaac and grandpa. I fried eggs and sausages to add on with their usual bread and cornflakes. Sent Isaac to school. Went to work. Reached home on time. Prepared dinner on time and just before I give myself a little pat on my back for a job well done, Isaac complained that he had a tummy ache this morning in school. Gosh. The only thing he ate was my breakfast and the two slices of Gardenia bread I prepared for his recess time. And I don’t think those two slices of bread could cause more harm than my fried stuff in the morning.

I dismissed the whole thing and warned Isaac not to take too much curry in future. I even tried blaming the packet of Cheezels he took yesterday.

Just as we are about to sleep, I realized that there is no bread left for tomorrow’s breakfast and also Isaac’s food for recess time. Talk about “Sudah jatuh ditimpa tangga”. It was already close to 10 and I can’t leave Isaac alone with his grandpa at home. However, I thank God for Angeline, the good Samaritan who willingly drove all the way to deliver me the much needed bread. Isaac stayed up to wait with me and we ended up sleeping at 11 something, close to 12, way way past his normal bedtime. By the way, he is having his exam this whole week L

That's it. My first babysitting experience. Indeed, it was quite an experience to me.

Nevertheless, I had loads of fun with Isaac these few days. I truly enjoyed the many light-saber fights, pillow fights and also not forgetting the times of devotions and praying together. Through the days, we got to know each other better and became good friends.

Besides, I have also learned many valuable lessons. I’ve learned to be more responsible. I’ve
learned to be more reliable. I’ve learned to be more punctual. Last but not least, one ultimate lesson that I learned and realize is that parenting is not that easy as I thought and I am definitely far from doing OK :(