I can't blog today. Not because I'm dying on the inside or because my mother is trying to censor me ("Remember Michael Phelps, honey."), but because today is our national holiday, aka Coco's birthday. Festivities for the next 24 hours.
I have a degree in cultural anthropology and I'm currently employed as a live-in nanny for five crazy/beautiful children in the DC suburbs. Actually, I'm more of a glorified sidekick for the fabulous French woman I work for, Coco Roshambo. And, underneath all these other titles, I'm a story teller. So that's what you'll find here in my blog, zany stories about me, Coco, her kids, her husband (Bobby Habibi), and a whole slew of other characters I encounter along the way. I'm from the Deep South (Mississippi) so everything's written with a twang. Keep checking up on me and I promise to keep you entertained, if not enlightened as well. And, just a warning: I do not know if there is a stereotype for nannies, but if there is, I am sure I do not fit it.