Stacey McGill, Super Sitter by Ann M. Martin

Author:Ann M. Martin [Martin, Ann M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: ePub Bud (www.epubbud.com)
Published: 2011-03-21T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 7

Let me tell you, my first week at the Cheplins’ wasn’t easy. Between school, baby-sitting, and my BSC meetings I felt as if I didn’t have a moment to breathe. When I was at the Cheplins’ there was no relaxing, either. Each day Mrs. Cheplin added one extra chore to her list. By Friday - the last day of my trial period - I was wondering if the list would ever stop growing.

That day it started snowing just as I picked Adam and Dana up from the bus stop. Adam danced around delightedly, sticking his tongue out to catch the flakes.

“There could be pollution in those flakes,” Dana warned him as we walked up the hill.

“There is not,” Adam said, examining the small crystals of snow on his glove.

When we reached the house I saw that Mrs. Cheplin’s work list was the longest one yet. Fold the laundry, empty the dishwasher, tidy Adam’s room, throw wet wash into dryer, put stamps on envelopes in front hall and put out for mail carrier to pick up, put chopped meat from freezer into microwave to defrost, and empty wastebaskets into large plastic bag. All this had to be done before four-thirty, when homework was to start.

But, do you know what? I got it all done. Doing it made me feel sort of proud, too. So the chores were done by four-thirty and neither of the kids had homework over the weekend.

Finally a moment to breathe! That’s what I thought.

“Can we play outside?” Adam asked.

“Please?” Dana seconded the idea. I didn’t feel like going out, but how could I say no? It’s not fair to keep kids in the house when it’s snowing.

First, I made sure Dana had some carrot sticks for a snack. Then, we bundled up and went outside into the lightly falling snow, which fell in big fat flakes around us. In the last hour it had started to stick. There was almost an inch and a half on the ground.

We had only been outside for a minute when Mandy came along with a girl around Adam’s age, maybe a little younger. “Hi, Moira!” Adam greeted the smaller girl as he ran to her.

At the same time, a boy and a girl Dana’s age approached from the opposite direction. “Hi, Mandy. Hi, Dana,” the girl called with a wave of her bright red mittens.

The boy waved, too, and soon the four of them were talking in the front yard while the two smaller kids chased one another in a circle off to the side of the house.

They didn’t seem to need me for entertainment. I stood for a moment and enjoyed the beauty of the falling snow. Then I spied a snow shovel leaning against the house.

The snow must have put me in a good mood. Or maybe it was just the fact that it was Friday. But I decided it would be nice for Mrs. Cheplin to come home to a shoveled walk and driveway. (Or maybe I was just showing off a bit.

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