Received Monday, November 13, 2006
Friday, November 10, about 5:15 p.m., heading downtown on an M2 or M5 going down Fifth Avenue in NYC: I was on my way home from work when I saw two babysitters, with three kids total. One babysitter was a young blonde, wearing an infant in a Baby Bjorn. The other babysitter -- the one I was really impressed by -- was a young woman, around mid-20s, fair skin, long dark brown hair, heavily lined eyes. She was in charge of two blonde girls: Caroline, around 3, bob with bangs, dressed in pink; and Amelia, around 4 or 5, french braid(s) with bangs, red toggle coat. The babysitter was so natural and warm and loving with the two girls, and girls were obviously very comfortable with her. The babysitter pointed out things of interest, got them better seats so that they could see out the window, made sure they were safe, comfortable and not too bored. At one point she took a cell phone call from the mother (Gwyneth?), explaining where they were at the moment and apologizing for not being able to babysit later that evening. The babysitter's manner was so wonderful that I was actually considering approaching her and telling her how great I thought she was with the girls. She seemed almost like a member of the family. If this is your babysitter, please rest assured that your daughters are under very capable, loving care. May we all be so fortunate!