They love me.
Okay, you know how I hate to brag, but...things are going very well with my new family, the S's. I was there for about 6 hours today. The mom was with me most of the day, orienting me (though she did leave for about an hour to run errands). Tomorrow, it will my first full day.
J. has already christened me "Super Nanny," which the kids called me for the rest of the day. (Well, that and "Your Majesty," which I also told them they could call me. If you've never heard a 4-year-old try to say "Your Majesty, can I have some milk?," then you just haven't lived.)
My only low point of the day was when I picked up Noah, the 2 year-old, and started him hanging upside down and stuff (in my defense, most kids LOVE this). Well, he started screaming to beat hell. J., who was in the bathroom getting ready for work, casually called out, "Oh...did I tell you that Noah's scared of heights?" I called back, "Yeah, I just found that out" as he went tearing into the bathroom, still crying. He seemed to recover fairly quickly, though.
When I left, the oldest, Madison, asked me when I was coming back. When I told her I'd see her the next morning, she asked, "Can you spend the night, too?"
I think my first day was a success.