DAYS passed and I thought that because Andrei likes me as his new mother, as he says, everything would go smoothly and this work would be less stressful than I was when I was working as a waitress.
But, I just love to jinx myself, doesn't it?
"I spilled it, nanny..." Andrei told me in a low voice as he pinched my cheeks repeatedly. "I am so sorry... would you please clean it for me? My dad would be mad at me if he knew about this. He will tell me that I was too careless and he'll tell me not to eat on the carpet again."
To be honest, that's exactly the things I wanted to tell him, but he loves eating on the carpet rather than on the dining table. As of now, he was eating nutella with his clean hand, not until it was spilled on the floor, leaving the whole carpet and his face in a mess.
