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by Jacky
Rated: E · Fiction · Contest Entry · #2201128
Flash Fiction
Babysitter

“I’m not wearing that!” Jenna said emphatically.

I could feel my body tensing up. She’s four, aren’t four year olds supposed to be easy? They can talk, and get around independently; and they know most of the rules. I thought all my job would be, was to keep her out of danger, keep her fed and safe, and get her to school and home every day. My sister didn’t tell me about the stubborn.

“What’s wrong with this one? It’s cute!”

“I don’t want to be cute. I want to be serious.”

Does a four-year-old know what serous means?

“Serious...?”

“This is too floofy. It makes me look like a doll. I can wear this for playing, not to school.”

“Well, what do you want to wear?”

She looked through her drawers and then in her closet and picked out an orange dress over light blue shorts. We got her dressed and made it to school on time.

Later I got a text from her mother. “Forgot to mention Jenna likes to pick out her own clothes! I hope she didn’t give you a hard time, she’s usually good.”

I texted back about our discussion and her outfit.

“Ha, ha!” she texted back, “She may be headstrong, but that girl has taste!”

Apparently, I have a lot to learn about kids... and fashion.
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