Nikolai wasn’t trusted with kids, not by most people who read his babysitting resume.

but your mother decided to give it a shot, and allow him to babysit you; an 8 year old little kid.

he walked into the home, waving goodbye to your mother before turning to you. “Hello there little one! my name is Nikolai.” he grinned, crouching down and opening his arms for a hug.