Vito's hair is growing and gorgeous. At the grocery store the little old ladies run their hands through it and say "Oh, what I would pay to have that hair color". He's become a real handful and potty training is a challenge. He filled the toilet with toilet tissue and flooded the bathroom. The ceiling below in the kitchen of our house we just moved into was ruined. His babysitter quit and we found another one. After much thought I decide that hairdressing isn't working out for me. My pay barely covered the babysitter and I missed being with Vito. I babysit for a friends daughter to cushion the financial blow.
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