Rory paused in front of a mirror before sitting on the couch. She looked at herself and sighed. "When did I become so…posh? I swear I never wore this much black pre-Lo."
"I swear I think it is a sign of becoming older. First if you're a suburbanite soccer mom you take up wearing pastels no matter how much you used to hate them. Or in your case you're urbanite career woman so you pick up blacks, grays, whites, and navies." Stephanie said as she firmly shut the door. Then she turned around and sighed. "Now on a more important and less materialistic note Rory, sweetheart, I seriously think we've interviewed every qualified nanny in the New England area. I am nearly positive that you are just going to have to hire one of these women or go against the original plan and simply let an agency handle it."
Rory sighed and nodded. She knew that she was basically done interviewing. Still that didn't make the decision any easier. She picked her daughter up out of her playpen and then sat down on the couch. "I know I mean but I've already taken a semester off so I have to hire someone. I just want the best for Lo. I mean are my requests that unreasonable?"
"No your requests are not unreasonable; they are just very hard to meet. I mean I could see requiring half of the requests but all of them. It seems to be me you are not willing to settle for anything less than friggin' Mary Poppins." Stephanie joked or rather half-joked.
"Yeah see I really think Mary Poppins was a really bad nanny I mean like the way she let those kids hang out with Dick Van Dyke's character was super weird. I mean super weird. Who the hell takes their kids to hang out with a street sweeper? If Marry Poppins showed up at my door to interview I would say heck no." Rory joked. She gently bounced her daughter up and down on her knee.
Stephanie laughed. "Rory, you are the only person on the face of the plane that doesn't think Mary Poppins is a good enough nanny for your child. All I know is that you are bringing this entire headache on yourself. When I finally pop and give birth to this kid that has so far caused me to gain nineteen pounds and has forced me to be unable to see my feet I will leave the nanny search up to an agency. I just can't do it."
Rory started to rant about why agencies were so flawed and why she would never in a million years let them take care of her children. She was on her third point when the doorbell interrupted her. She totally ditched her third point and smiled. "I bet you it's the Schwann's man." She handed her daughter to her best friend and then made her way to the front door. She opened it and was surprised to see that instead of a tall lanky man wearing a khaki uniform it was a petite blonde wearing a Phish t-shirt. "Can I help you?" Rory asked expecting the woman to say her car broke down or something and she needed to use their phone or something.
"Hi Mrs. Huntzberger, my name is Remy Hollingsworth and I recently read an ad you placed in the Hartford Courant about the fact that you were hiring a nanny. I realize that it said to call and set up a time for an interview but I was in the neighborhood and I suddenly felt that this is where I needed to be right now. I know that may sound crazy. I'm just going to stop talking before I say something crazier." Remy's southern drawl was as foreign to Rory as Swahili.
Rory wasn't sure what to say. Should she let this woman in? She didn't really fit the nanny "look". She was wearing a Phish t-shirt which made Rory wonder if the blonde was a pothead. She backed that up with funky jewelry. Still there was something about Remy Hollingsworth that made Rory want to interview her. "Okay well come on in and we'll go ahead and start the interview."
Remy nodded excitedly and then made her way into the apartment. She felt like she was in an Ikea showroom. It was so fresh and hip yet sophisticated. She was surprised to see a very pregnant blonde sitting on the couch holding a little brunette girl. She had a feeling that the child was Mrs. Huntzberger's.
Stephanie was surprised to see another applicant. She was also more surprised to see that said applicant was wearing a Phish t-shirt. Only potheads were fans of Phish. "Hi my name is Stephanie McRae. You are?"
"Oh I'm sorry my name is Remy Hollingsworth I am applying for the nanny position." She stood up and pulled a folded up sheet of paper out of her back pocket. The paper had a stars and moons design on it.
Stephanie sensed that she was dealing with what some would call an eccentric. She gave Rory a what the hell look as her friend took a seat on the couch. She wasn't surprised to see Rory just shrug.
"So Ms. Hollingsworth I have like six questions for you. My first one being what kind of experience do you have taking care of children?"
Remy nodded. "Uh first might I say that this is a mighty beautiful place you have here. Second I have three younger sisters. I basically raised them. I've always been a child person. I don't know. I guess it's my calling. I know I don't fit into the mold that you are looking for. You want someone posh, clean, and well stern looking. I'm not that kind of person."
Stephanie instantly got what Rory saw in this girl. She was refreshing. It was like Uptown Girls without the comatose father.
Rory liked her answer. It was simple. It was honest. It was exactly what she was looking for. "I know I said I had six questions for you but I've decided I just have one. If you could would you please describe how you would spend a typical day with my daughter."
"Well first thing in the morning I would help her get ready, have breakfast with her, watch something that I find completely awful but that she loves like I don't Dora the Explorer, and then we would start our day. When she's old enough to go to school I'll take her to school in the morning, pick her up in the afternoon, maybe stop at the park or do a little project together in the afternoon and then I would have dinner ready for the three of you when you and Mr. Huntzberger came home. I know that sounds vague and crazy, but I can assure you that everyday she'll have fun and everyday she'll learn something new and everyday she'll be at least somewhat happy or easily cheered up." Remy just sort of nodded when she was finished. She needed this job. She had moved to Hartford very spur of the moment. Her boyfriend back in Alabama had asked her to come here with him. She had said no at the time. Three months without him seemed like an eternity so she moved her. She quit her job, told her parents goodbye and she moved to Connecticut. When she arrived at his dorm room a lanky blonde named Michelle answered. Now she was here struggling to start a new life of her own.
Stephanie smiled. She hated Rory right now because there was no way she would ever get lucky enough to get a nanny this amazing. "Remy I'm going to go ahead and speak for Rory and tell you that you are hired. You'll start on Monday. You can start moving in this weekend."
"Stephanie, gosh, must you always steal my thunder."
Stephanie shrugged. "What can I say you went into labor as I was walking down the aisle. I figure I get to steal your thunder everyday for the rest of your life." She blew her a kiss.
Logan walked into the apartment along with Colin just as Rory was escorting Remy to the door. He was a little surprised to see a girl in a Phish t-shirt standing in his foyer. He gave his wife a kiss on the forehead and then motioned to the girl. "And who is this?"
"Logan I am very pleased to introduce you to our new nanny Remy Hollingsworth of Ariton, Alabama. Remy this is my husband Logan Huntzberger."
Remy smiled. "It is so great to meet you Mr. Huntzberger. You have the most amazing home, and the cutest little girl. I am so excited to be her nanny."
Logan was a little surprised. He wasn't sure what to say. Instead of saying something polite like it's great to meet you too or you must be great because I know how tough Rory is on all of the applicants. No instead he said "So you a big Phish fan?"
Rory's jaw simply dropped.
"Uh actually I had no clue who they were until a man on the subway offered me marijuana and when I asked why he explained that my shirt was like a flag that said I smoke ganja three times a day. So to answer your question no I am not a fan of Phish your wife did not hire a pothead." Remy joked. She smiled. "I'll see the two of you first thing Monday morning so that I can move in. Once again I just want to say thank you. Ya'll have just made my weekend."
Rory opened the door for the woman and waved as she watched her make her way down the street. She then shut the door and spun around on her heel. She looked at her husband as if he had just grown a second head. "I can not believe you asked her that."
Logan shrugged. "I'm sorry I couldn't help myself."
"Do you really think I would hire a Rastafarian to take care of our daughter?"
Once again Logan shrugged. He walked over to her slowly. He sort of played with her hair. "No, I just was caught off guard. I think I had a high school flashback."
She smiled and laughed. "How was golf?"
"Golf was good. It was the first time in a long time that we played sober."
"I take it that Finn wasn't there." Rory said as she lead him to the living room where Stephanie and Colin were playing with Lo.
Logan laughed. "No it was the weirdest thing. Camille called two hours before our tee time to cancel basically. She said Finn got this urgent call from Stella and that he would be out of the country for at least a week." Logan grabbed Lo from Colin and kissed her forehead. He loved his daughter more than he could possibly imagine. She was so cute. Somehow everyday she seemed to become more perfect if that was even possible. "I missed her today."
Colin stood up. "I am going to take my woman home before the two of you disgust us with your perfection." He hoisted Stephanie up off of the couch.
"I swear you two act more like newlyweds than we do."
Logan laughed. "You two have been married since junior year of high school."
"You two have been married since eighth grade." Colin shot back.
Rory laughed. "They got us on that one Logan. You two will be the same way once she pops. God help Finn when that happens. Then he'll really despise us."
It took Colin and Stephanie nearly ten minutes to leave mostly because Stephanie was hot and miserable and was too pregnant for words. She had already cursed Rory three times today for not getting as big when she was pregnant with Lo.
Rory watched Logan play with his little girl. She had already had his smirk. She didn't think babies could smirk but Lo certainly did. He was the one who donned her Lo. She needed a nickname and this one was perfect she just seemed to be a Lo if that made any sense. "How did we get lucky enough to have such a good life?"
"I don't know God must love us or something." Logan said just before he kissed her softly on the lips. He would never get tired of kissing her. "I thank him everyday for the two of you."
So that was a filler chapter. The next one will have more romance. I hope you liked it. Sorry it took so long to write.