A couple of years ago, I lived in Baltimore for a little more than a year being an au pair for this amazing family. Au pair, for those of you who doesn’t know, means basically nanny, a family hires you to take care of their kids while they are at work and you live with them.
The reason why I am bringing this up is because… living with boys sometimes feels like being an au pair again.
Don’t get me wrong, my boys are incredibly thoughtful, organized and responsible around the house and also at school. I have no complains whatsoever, seriously! But… they ARE boys.
It always makes me laugh how Kyle makes me cook for him. (The only good food he ever eats is when I cook. Otherwise he will eat waffles, frozen pizzas, cereal and bagels for the rest of his life) He is GOOD, most of the time I don’t even realize he got me cooking until I am already cutting the chicken. This is how it usually goes:
-Kyle: Hey boo, are you hungry?
– V: mmm… I guess a little bit, what about you?
– Kyle: I could eat; do you want to have dinner with me?
– V: Sure, what do you want to eat?
– Kyle: Not pizza. Let’s make something.
– V: Ok, something like what?
-Kyle: Whatever you want. What do we have?
– V: we have chicken, beef and pasta. Oh… we have pasta sauce, but it has mushrooms on it and you don’t like them
– Kyle: (some random nonsense talking for like 15 minutes about mushrooms and how they are “mushroomnish”, whatever that means… I don’t even know if that’s a real word!)
-V: Boo, focus!
– Kyle: what are the options again?
– V: Whatever…I’ll just make chicken.
– Kyle: sounds good, everything you make is always delicious!
Did you see what he did there? He started creating a need (I wasn’t even hungry until he mentioned it), then he made it a plan (let’s do it together… yeah, right!), then he distracted me talking nonstop without making any sense whatsoever until I cave in and said I will cook, and then he wrapped it up with a compliment. I am telling you, he is good.
If you ask him, he would say that it is not fair because he is always willing to learn and I never teach him. That might be true, but I just don’t trust them in the kitchen and this is why:
Last Sunday we were all working hard on our assignments for school. Things are getting serious and we are getting busier by a second. I cooked some pasta and pasta sauce for dinner. While Brian was eating, he decided to cook some chicken for the next day.
He put some oil in the pot and put the pot on our gas stove. He was asking me if I wanted him to defrost some chicken for me as well so I could cook them in the morning, and then he said: “Oh, wait… you don’t have to defrost this chicken, you can cook it still frozen”. He threw the frozen chicken into the hot oil, ice made oil spark, sparks got into the fire on our gas stove… next thing I know: there are FLAMES OF FIRE IN MY KITCHEN!!!!
That is not even the worst part! We started freaking out (Kyle and me) and B grabbed the roll of PAPER TOWELS and tried to put out the fire using them. For a second I saw him all in flames. Kyle yelled at him and he dropped the paper towels before they caught on fire. Next thing he tried to do was open the window and throw the fire through the window (I know… I KNOW!).
Kyle ran to his bathroom to get some towels and I have to admit I was not helpful at all; I was just in shock watching all this madness going on!
B finally just turned off the stove and fire went down by itself. He is no longer allowed in the kitchen without adult supervision.
Truth is, yes… sometimes I feel like an au pair again! However, they do so much for me that I don’t really care going the extra mile for them, like packing lunch for Kyle so he can take it to school, or helping B clean the kitchen after the little incident with fire. For Christ sake, they just went to get me from a party yesterday at 2 am as soon as I asked and didn’t even give me a hard time about it.
When you live with people, especially with boys, you have to know that sometimes you have to give and just be there for them. If you do that, chances are that when you need them, they will run to your rescue without asking any further questions.