The Male Nanny

Male nanny to the British upper-class

FFD

FFD (noun, abbr. Fostering of False Defiance): A tactic I frequently employ to elicit cooperation from the five-year-old. E.g.:

“Put your cup in the dishwasher.”

“No.”

“Please don’t put your cup in the dishwasher.”

“Haha, look, I am putting my cup in the dishwasher!”

It is short term solution that ultimately feeds her disobedience, but I don’t give a shit. Sometimes, things just need to get done.

I am trying to get her to karate on time.

“Shoes on.”

“No.”

“Please don’t put your shoes on.”

“Haha, look, I am putting my shoes on!”

“Please don’t put your coat on.”

“Haha, look, I am putting my coat on!”

“Please don’t leave the house.”

“Haha, look, I am leaving the house!”

I drop her off at karate.

An hour later, I am back, standing in the changing room, averting my eyes from the naked kids.

“Clothes on”, I say, timidly.

The five-year-old ignores me and performs a handstand.

“Come on, clothes on”, I repeat, imploring through gritted teeth.

She ignores me and begins sprinting, in circles.

“Please don’t put your clothes on”, I snap, assertively.

Silence ensues and the suspicious stares of protective parents fall on me.

“FFD?”, I plead, hopelessly.

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