As we left the house last night, our 19 year-old babysitter was settling in to watch the end of the Atlanta Falcons – Seattle Seahawks playoff game.
She’d been watching the first half of the game at home before coming over.
When I arrived home from the show five hours later, she was sitting in the living room, watching the Patriots – Texans playoff game. She was kind enough to turn the game off as I entered the house so I could watch it on tape delay (after ensuring that her father was recording it at home as well), but still, she was watching intently when I walked in the door.
Just so we are clear: She watched NFL football on her own for almost the entire time that I was gone.
I know it’s entirely unfair to assume anything based upon her viewing preferences, but if the house suddenly caught fire, a bear clawed its way into our home, or the Russians invaded our town Red Dawn style, I can’t help but think that this 19 year-old woman would handle the situation with ease.
Or at least more competently than the babysitter who spends the evening watching the Kardashians or The Family Feud.
An unfair assumption to be sure, but it’s a gut feeling that I can’t help but think is at least a little bit true.
When I explained my assumption to Elysha, she informed me that our babysitter is also attending Harvard University and is home on break.
Perhaps my gut instincts are more accurate than previously thought.
