More Adventures In Babysitting…


It’s Thursday, and that means it’s time to link up with “Think of me Thursday” over at and

Today I decided to share a couple more of my adventures in babysitting.  I began keeping twins,  Jayla and Mackenzie,  in October of 2005, when they were just five months old.  We spent almost 2 years together, and we both learned a lot during that time!   

I learned that I it’s fun to put “things” on babies heads and take their photographs!  The girls were usually pretty good sports

about it, and would go along with me.  One of my favorite “hats” was a Cool Whip container.  Hey, what can I say, sometimes I just needed a laugh!  I took pictures of the girls doing all kinds of things.  The twins will get a laugh out of those crazy pictures one of these days…I filled up an entire scrapbook, and gave it to their mom.

I also learned that I had to be twice as smart as the twins were.  They worked together, and were always exploring new places and things!  It was hard to stay a step ahead of those two!

One thing I learned quickly was that the twins’ favorite place to play was in the bathroom.  Shame on me if I forgot to close the door whenever I came out of there.  What is it about a roll of toilet paper that is so enticing?  If given the chance, they would unroll an entire roll of paper!  Of course, they would also put things in the toilet if given a chance.

I always tried to at least keep the lid closed on the toilet, just in case I forgot and left the door open–like I did just before making this photograph…

The scariest experience that I ever had while babysitting happened  when I accidentally locked the twins inside of my car one day!

I had two car seats of my own that I kept in my car, so I could take the girls to town occasionally.  On this particular day, the girls and I had just returned from a trip to town.  The twins lived in an isolated spot, out in the country, and I usually just left my keys in the front seat of my car. (I know this sounds crazy to city people, but that’s the way it is in the country.)  This day was no different, except that I accidentally hit the “lock” button on the  car door, instead of the unlock button.  I realized what I’d done immediately! 

I didn’t panic, however.  The day was cool, my car was parked in the shade, and the twins weren’t crying.  I calmly decided that I would call their grandfather who lived very close by, get him to stand beside my car with the twins, while I quickly ran home to get my spare set of keys.  I’d be back within 15 minutes…

I called the grandfather, not realizing that he was a panicking kind of person.  After calming him down, I got in his truck and headed for my house…Then I realized that  I couldn’t get to my spare set of keys because they were locked in our fire safe–and the code for the safe was in my purse–locked in my car!  Now I was beginning to panic!

I turned around and went back to where the twins were.  By then, their aunt had also arrived.  She was almost as upset as the grandfather was.  By then, the twins had begun to cry because of all of the activity around them.  I decided to call 911. 

The dispatcher at 911 quickly told me “we don’t handle that kind of problem”.  If locking two babies in a car isn’t an emergency, I don’t know what is!  At least the 911 dispatcher gave me the name and number of a man who could help me.  I quickly called him, and fortunately he arrived within 25 minutes.  Within two or three minutes after arriving, the man had my car door opened, and the twins were rescued!  The twins were locked in my car less than an hour, but to me it seemed like an eternity!

By the time all of these things had transpired, I was a nervous wreck!  Calling the twins’ mother to tell them what I’d done was the hardest thing that I’ve ever done.  Fortunately, she was very understanding.  The twins’ grandfather even paid the thirty-five dollars that it cost to have my car unlocked–and he refused to let me pay him back.    After that harrowing experience, you could always count on one thing–from that day forward, I always took my keys out of my car!

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  1. Well, luckily it all turned out well…until recently I have kept a spare key in a magnetic holder hidden in under my car for just this reason…Honey Bear says get in the habit of locking the car with the key remote, that way you’ll always have it but what if its an accident like your experience..I think keeping one hidden is a good idea….my son locked my grandson in his truck(when he was a toddler) the truck was running…he called the police and they read him the riot act…The twins are precious…do you have a picture of them older.
    Mama Bear

    • Mama Bear, those spare key magnetic holders are nice. I once had one for a different car. I suppose I should look into getting another one. I once had a van with an electronic key pad entry–that was nice. Never had to worry about having a key! The only older pics that I have of the twins are the Christmas card pics that they send me each year. They are now in kindergarten, believe it or not!

  2. Yea! I’m glad you want to participate in Pay it Forward. Yes, you’ll need to post the rules and picture so people can sign up from you…You’ll send the three that sign up with you a gift…Should be fun…now I need to do the Random Dozen.
    Mama Bear

  3. Boy! that was some bad day. glad the twins were ok. i bet you were upset at yourself for this happening. rose

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