After months of monotonous work as a recruiter, sitting at a desk for 11 hours a day, I came to the conclusion it was time for me to find a new career. I decided to pursue a path in health and wellness writing, which meant I needed to take a few online courses. In the meantime, I was missing one big thing: an income source.

Maybe in a past life, I was a trust-fund baby, but sadly, this life is not that one. I needed a job that wouldn’t drive me insane, didn’t require too many hours, and I could make enough money to continue living in my Manhattan Beach apartment, just south of Los Angeles.

That’s where the idea to nanny came in.

Fast forward: I was offered a nannying job for a bohemian Venice couple. The part-time position paid well and, for that reason, I took the job. All of a sudden I was responsible for the lives of a six-year-old girl and a nine-year-old boy. Well, only from 3–8 pm.

For the sake of this article, we’ll call them Sarah and Ben.

As the job progressed, so did my relationship with Sarah and Ben. I found myself becoming more and more fond of them, almost as if they were my little brother and sister.

I thought nannying would simply be a job, but it turned out to be so much more. Working with kids gives you an untarnished outlook towards the world. The blissful insight that these children have is inspiring. Even if they didn’t realize it, I was regularly taken aback by the profound thoughts they shared with me.

I am here to convey them to you; hopefully, you feel the same:

Juice WRLD’s “Lucid Dreams” makes no sense

As I was driving both of the kid’s to swim practice, I had the radio tuned into the top hits station. The song “Lucid Dreams” came on — this was maybe our 20th time listening to this “hit”. When the line, “It’s to the point where I love, and I hate you. And I cannot change you so I must replace you”, came on, Sarah exclaimed “This song makes no sense. Why would you try to change someone? They should just be them.”

Yes, Sarah. You are more right than you know.

There is no word for the number of trees in the world

I’m still searching for the deeper meaning behind this one, but it is true. Trees are always growing and dying. The number is constantly changing. Same goes for animals. Same goes for people. Same goes for just about anything.

That’s a crazy thought. By the time you’ve finished this article, the number of trees in the world will have changed probably hundreds of times.

Security guards with guns aren’t scary; they’re here to protect us

This one came after a mock election the kids had at their school. Ben was telling me about the issues that everyone voted on during the election. One was whether or not the school security guard should carry a gun.

Ben said that the thought of the security guard having a gun made him feel uncomfortable. Sarah replied, “Why would that make you feel uncomfortable? He has the gun to protect you.”

I’m not here to talk about my political views — but to hear those words come from a little girl that was born and raised in Venice Beach was shocking yet refreshing.

Dance like everyone is watching and continue dancing

The kids love to dance; it’s one of their favorite activities.

I like to think their style is a mixture of ballet, hip-hop, interpretive dance and a bit of twerking thrown in. It’s a mess, but a beautiful thing to watch.

Sarah and Ben make a fool of themselves. They laugh at how silly they are. They see me, their mom, other grown-ups around and they continue to dance.

They just don’t give a fuck. Well, fudge. Because they’re not allowed to say fuck.

It’s ok to be gay one day and straight the other

I was making the kids dinner when Sarah asked about my best friend. She is fascinated by him — probably because he has hair that’s longer than mine. She also likes to believe he is my boyfriend.

I simply replied, “He isn’t my boyfriend because he’s gay.”

The little boy nonchalantly replied, “I’m gay. I have a crush on [classmate’s name].”

I was slightly panicked. I didn’t want to reply in a way that would negate his feelings or make him feel different. I calmly replied, “That’s cool.”

Afterward, I couldn’t stop thinking about what he said. I wanted to support Ben in how he felt. I didn’t take his exclamation lightly.

A week later he told me he wasn’t gay anymore and that he has a crush on a girl. He didn’t change his mind out of embarrassment; he merely changed his mind about whom he liked.

So was he ever gay? Was he bi? Who knows because, in the end, it doesn’t matter. He can change his mind whenever he wants. So can anyone else.

Making friends is as simple as asking someone to be your friend

Ben once told me his process of how he makes friends.

  1. He spots someone he thinks looks fun.
  2. He walks up to them and introduces himself.
  3. He asks if they want to be friends.
  4. They go off and have fun.

That’s it. It really can be that simple.

It’s a beautiful world they live in, and I’m privileged to get a glimpse into it.

What I thought was just a job has turned out to be a great learning experience in a variety of ways. I’m sure my impact on them is huge, but their impact on me is just as significant.

I will never listen to a rap song the same way again.