Fluent in Care… Not in Kid Slang Somewhere Between Caregiver and Confused

There are some families that come into your life and leave an impact you don’t quite have words for right away.

This is one of those families.

The level of trust they’ve given me… it’s something I don’t ever take lightly. Being welcomed into someone’s home, into their routine, into their everyday life—it’s not just part of the job. It’s something deeper than that.

I primarily care for their oldest son, and getting to be part of his world has been such a meaningful experience.

But what makes it even more special is that it doesn’t stop there.

Some days, I’m also spending time with his little brother. Other days, there are friends over—laughter filling the house, and the kind of chaos that somehow feels like home.

And I’ll be honest—half the time, I have no idea what they’re even saying.

It’s all “67,” “sigma,” “ohio,” and whatever the newest phrase is that day. I’m just standing there trying to piece it together like it’s a whole different language.

Most of the time, I just smile, nod, and hope I’m reacting at the right moment.

But even in those moments—especially in those moments—it reminds me how real this all is.

And honestly… I wouldn’t have it any other way.

And of course, you can’t forget the three dogs—because they’re just as much a part of the family as anyone else.

There’s always something going on.

Always movement.

Always life.

It’s not a quiet, structured kind of care.

It’s real life.

It’s showing up in the middle of the noise, the energy, the unpredictability—and being someone they can rely on in all of it.

That’s what makes this so special to me.

Because trust like this isn’t given easily. And it’s not something I ever want to treat as “just another client.”

It’s a relationship.

It’s being someone they can count on.

And it’s something I’m endlessly grateful for.

And maybe this is also part of Kayla Cares—being honest enough to admit I don’t always know what I’m doing.

I don’t have kids, and my younger siblings don’t even use this kind of slang (I’m proud to say they stick closer to my generation’s). So it’s not like I can ask them. So half the time, I’m just doing my best to keep up.

But I do know how to show up.

I do know how to care.

And sometimes, that’s more than enough.

Kayla Cares LLC

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