A few summers ago at the Nirvana things were a bit different. Holly had just two boys to wrangle. She had a three year old and a baby.
These were tough times because the three year old had
no interest in baby things and the baby was a
baby.

Holly has a smile on her face because she very smartly sat down with her regular babysitter (babysitter #1) before college dismissed to schedule some summer hours of peace.
Well, not really peace, more like a mommy-and-me swimming class with the three year old for which she had to
pre-pay.
Holly was at the window watching for babysitter #1:

Holly was still at the window watching for babysitter #1 one hour after babysitter #1 was supposed to arrive and 20 minutes after the
pre-paid swimming lessons had started.
Babysitter #1 never showed up that day.
Babysitter #1 never showed up any other day of that entire summer.
Holly was dumped by babysitter #1.
Enter babysitter #2.

Babysitter #2 was very sweet and showed up on day one. ย Babysitter #2 was there a little early so that Holly could run some errands before
pre-paid swimming lessons.
Babysitter #2 called Holly on her cell phone 15 minutes after Holly left to tell her that her son was bleeding.
A lot.
Holly called 911.
Holly turned the car around.
Holly met the ambulance at her home (
Holly may have exceeded the speed limit on the way home…shhhhh).

The EMT’s assured Holly that her son had just bumped his lip and although there was a lot of blood, there was very little injury.
Holly thanked the EMTs.
Babysitter #2 thanked Holly for the work opportunity, but related that it might be a little “too stressful for her”.
Babysitter #2 dumped Holly.
Enter babysitter #3.

Quite honestly Holly can’t even remember what happened with babysitter #3. ย But shortly after she started, she quit.
Babysitter #3 dumped Holly.
Holly dumped the
pre-paid swimming lessons.
Holly was pretty much in the
dumps.
And then the phone rang…

It was Holly’s dentist!

Holly responded as any rational person would…
well, maybe not any person…
well, maybe just like Holly would…
Yes, Holly started crying.
And then Holly started unloading on the poor person from the dentist’s office.

Yes, Holly actually said, “
And if I could find a sitter I certainly wouldn’t waste it on a trip to the dentist“.
Oh no she didn’t!
Oh yes she did.
After Holly said it, she
regretted it…
Until 30 minutes later…
the phone rang.

It was Holly’s dentist!
Yes, Holly’s dentist found her a babysitter.
Enter babysitter #4.

Babysitter #4 arrived right on time for the first time so that
Holly could go to the dentist.
The end.
Except,
for the record babysitter #4 regularly worked for Holly’s family over the next 3 years and is considered a part of the family…
Katie, thanks for not dumping Holly.
*This episode of Holly’s Animated Life was originally posted on August 27, 2008.*
This is how my blog posts go, in my head. Love it!
My brother is my dentist. He’s never found me a babysitter. But he gave me a really cute niece and nephew.
That I babysit on occasion.
Maybe I need a new dentist.
Oh my gosh! I love your blog! I love this story. I love you. And I don’t even know you : ). Maybe it was the rotary phone! Who knows!
I LOVE that your Dentist found you a babysitter! I’m glad that even as a new mom, I wasn’t an over-reactor…due to numerous nieces and nephews in my life! Those mouth cuts can be really nasty, and my #1 daughter ALWAYS cut her lip!
Once she even BIT THROUGH ๐
Nice drawings! E
Lol. Yay for stick people story and the “phone, not a brown banana” made me laugh
Awesome! Your dentist IS better than mine. Mine just makes me bleed and have foam face all day!
I just stumbled upon your blog. I am hooked! So funny!
So, Holly, here’s another thousand dollar idea for you. Why not something like eHarmony or bDating or whatever online services they have for matching up couples, but apply it to baby sitters and families? Questions about your attitude towards chaos or tolerance for paste eating could help to screen out babysitters; questions like, have you ever told your child no and does your child have more food allergies than magic cards might help to screen out families. And speaking of that, I wonder if your dentist also sets up couples. I can see the ad now. “We will find you a sitter, a guy to sheetrock your basement, or even a spouse. We won’t just leave you smiling – we’ll make sure that smile looks good. Holly’s Dental Nirvana – where nobody cries because the nitrous oxide tanks are right here in the waiting room.”
You have an awesome blog!! Love the drawings…
You are so funny I laughed till I cried. You made my day