My nanny, hot Annie
When we were pretty young – like around 5 and 6 – my mother would go out and run errands and leave us in the house by ourselves. Kind of unheard of in these days – much like kids standing up on the front seat while you’re driving – anyway, she had it all under control – she had painted a face on the hot water heater – blue eyes and big rosebud lips with circles of rouge for cheeks – then she wrapped an apron around it and called it Annie – Annie watched us while she was out.
Makes Brittany Spears driving around with her baby in her lap pale in comparison – sort of. Sometimes things are what they are without there ever being a reasonable explanation.