Adventures in Babysitting

One time this eight year old girl i was babysitting astarted talking to me as iwas putting her to bed. She had one of those fucked up little child voices, so for the first minute or soi was just like 'whatever,' ya know, just humoring her. But then it slowly dawned on me that she was telling me that she masterbated. I guess it was a confession she wanted to make, but not to her (admittedly quite uptight) parents. It was a little weird though, I mean what do you say to something like that? As I recall told her it was natural, though the fact that she was sooo way pre teen did disturb a little.

I used to babysit these complete nutcases that lived down the street from me when I was a teenager - their mother would always instruct me that they could have ONE PIECE OF FRUIT for a snack (she was always explicit about FRUIT being their only choice). Anyhow, the kids didn't like this shit. They'd have a fit about having to have fruit for a snack. Especially the younger daughter, who was about 8. One day she completely threw a temper tantrum about the fruit and started wailing and screaming and locked herself in the pantry. When I finally got the goddamn door open she had opened a jar of peanut butter and a packet of graham crackers and was eating both furiously (if I recall she had peanut butter smeared all over her face). She grew up to have an eating disorder. NO SURPRISE THERE!!