You Again?! ( My firecracker babysitter)

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ady gone through over ten sitters in just a month. I'm done with Ally's constant clinginess,

concerned. "What happene

, spilled paint on the carpet, and talked back to the sitter.

her voice laced with a mix of concern and amusement. "You're not exactly the pos

t so well for us before," I said, my tone heavy with sarcasm. "I mean, what's the point of even t

Ally has special needs. She requires patience, understanding, and a specifi

e've been doing for months now. And how's that working out for us?"

ockery, gazing at me sideways. I recognized that tone-it

ttered under my breath, pin

me, her face lighting up with excitement. "Daddy!" she squeal

Daddy doesn't have the energy for a bouncy castle right now," I warned, shifting

ed, laughing. "Gent

t help but smile at her infectious enthusiasm. "Okay, okay, k

on her face. "You know, Xander, I think I've found

row, skeptical.

ctually thinking, though. I sent a message to a babysit

, I'm not exactly ready to ac

en made; just remember that," she said with a snap of her fingers in front of my face. Her radiant smile was both con

the impending storm. In her haste, her body brushed against a delicate vase, sending it crash

on building in my chest. "Do we still need a babysi

e happened if we had a babysitter. You need to accept it, son. Ally requires care and

usted my shirt and cargo shorts, and headed for the door. "I'm so fed up w

be like that! This is for Ally's good!" But I just shook

rapped and desperate for an escape, I headed to Teddy's apartment, the one place I knew I could

eep breath to calm my racing thoughts. I just needed a place to clear my head, away from my mom's constant nagging and Al

er. I sat in silence for a while, the only sound being the TV in the background

d I'd made my share of mistakes. But I wa