If you remember, Older Daughter had a fly-out interview last weekend with a family in New Jersey for a position of live-in nanny. These folks have four boys (four-year-old twins, six, and eight) and employ two nannies, a live-in and a live-out.
The interview was very successful, although Older Daughter came home with a bad cold which she is (ahem) currently passing around to the rest of the family. Illness notwithstanding, she liked the family very much and the children warmed to her immediately. She also met the live-out nanny and they got along wonderfully. Yesterday she spoke with the mother ("Jane") who offered her the job with a very generous salary. When she accepted, Jane reported her two older boys were jumping up and down and shrieking with excitement.
Older Daughter has been grinning from ear to ear all day. She'll be leaving us next Wednesday or Thursday, and two days before she leaves we'll ship out a box of her personal effects.
She's already located a church, health club, and other amenities nearby her new home, and is making plans to purchase a car (once she has enough money saved up) for herself, though she has use of a family car (with all the car seats installed) whenever she needs it.
We hate like anything to have her so far away, but we couldn't be more pleased about the quality of the family she'll be joining. When Older Daughter first decided to become a professional nanny, her one concern is she would end up working for people who just didn't like their own kids and only wanted to shove their responsibility for raising them onto someone else. This family isn't like that. Both parents are busy with careers, but they love their boys and love each other, with no strife or conflict that Older Daughter was able to detect.
Thankfully Older Daughter will be home for Christmas, but our little girl is now a competent mature adult, ready to launch herself into the world on her own terms. All we can do now is pray for her safety and that she'll make sound, sensible choices from here on out.
As the saying goes, we've raised her to know and understand the tools of life. Now it's time to hand her the toolbox.