Can A Girl Get A Night Out?

So I totally lifted this off of someones blog that I don't even know... although she is a fellow TU grad so I am sure if we met we would be instant friends and immediately bond over the Taylor connection that we share... something that only other Ivanhoes loving people can truly understand. Anyway, I digress.

I really don't have an issue posting it, I am just not sure what the proper footnote etiquette is in the world of blogging. Therefore, let me just say that the following are not my thoughts - I just thought it was funny and I happen to agree (although not true of all my sitters.. just a few).


Dear Teenage Babysitter who drives a nicer car than I do,
I want to take an opportunity to give you a few clues about the real way to a mother's heart.
It is not relaxing for me to go out with my beloved for the evening and come home to dirty dishes in the sink, food dried and plastered to the counter, and your half-full Starbucks cup left on my coffee table.
Yes, I'm glad that my children were alive and well when I got home, I understand that is the most important part. But considering I had them all in their pajamas before I left and they were only awake for an hour after I left, I think you could have found time to clean up the crumbs, pan and plates from the frozen pizza that you made for yourself.
Would it have been too much to ask for you to put a couple of cereal bowls in the dishwasher?
Someday you'll understand what it is like to be a mom who is cleaning up messes all day long. You'll realize what a treat you could have given me by just cleaning up a little bit around here.
And I'm sure you'll also see why I'd rather stay home and watch a Redbox movie with my hubby than to bribe/ pay you to stay with them for a few hours so I can spend some time with other adults.
Only to come home and be forced to clean up after you in addition to my children.
Again.