We arrived at our chalet on Saturday morning with high aspirations of a nice balance between relaxation and adreniline filled fun. We were quickly introduced to the chalet staff, including our nanny for the week. She was a pretty, young English girl who was doing a gap year in Verbier. We said our hellos and agreed to see her in our room the following morning bright and early.

She arrived Sunday morning as planned and Darragh and I took off for a fun filled day of skiing. As my first day was quite stressful on the slopes and I was worried about how the baba’s were taking to the new nanny, I came down the mountain at lunchtime to see how things were progressing. I arrived in the room to find baba’s and nanny coping well. Both seemed to be hitting it off and I was at last feeling confident that this arrangement was going to work out well. I skipped off to the pub to meet Darragh and watch the Munster rugby match.

I stayed until Munster had the match wrapped up and took off for a much needed afternoon of relaxation. I arrived to the chalet to hear Ava screaming from the bottom of the stairs. I walked up the 2 flights of stairs to our room and was dismayed to still hear Ava screaming. I walked into our room to find Ava crying and trying to open the door, Jake running around throwing things about the room and the nanny asleep!!!!

I was completely stunned and shocked.

Speechless.

She was sound asleep curled up on our bed.
Our toddlers were screaming and destroying the room!

I could have envisioned her falling asleep for a second as I do find twin toddlers an exhausting experience. She was flat out and completely ignorant to Ava’s loud wails!

In a bad draw of straws, it seems we ended up with Sleepy Nanny instead of Super Nanny!