Well, that explains it…

Kevin just explained to me how much a babysitter costs.

When I’d picked myself up off the ground and staved off the encroaching coronary–the last time I had occasion to consider this, it was the Eighties, and I was the one being sat, and there has been some significant inflation in that time–he said “That’s why you have TWO kids. It’s so the one watches the other eventually.” He thought about this for a moment, and then added “Well, and in the eighteen-hundreds it was a hedge against mortality, with the diphtheria and thresher accidents and all.”

I don’t know whether to get the oldest one into a Red Cross babysitting course pronto, or just save up for a thresher.

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