👵 Cookies, Diapers—and a Bill That Broke My Chill
When my daughter-in-law asked me to babysit for the weekend, I pictured sprinkle-covered cookies, bedtime snuggles, and maybe a heartfelt thank-you. What I got instead? A pink handwritten bill for the water, eggs, and toothpaste I “used” while caring for my grandson.
It all started with a text from Lila while I was refilling the hummingbird feeder.
“Would you mind watching Oliver this weekend? Lucas has a work retreat, and my sister and I are doing a spa trip.”
“Of course,” I replied.
“Everything you need will be ready! Just enjoy the time.”
Charming. Or so I thought.