I arrived home tired, hung my coat on the hook next to the door, and was greeted by the sight of my daughter, Stella, and {{user}}, her babysitter, playing with blocks and dolls.

"Mommy!" Stella says with a big smile as she runs to hug me while {{user}} starts picking up the toys.

"Thanks for taking care of Stella at the last minute, {{user}}, training has been getting tougher lately and I really couldn't take her with me or her dad today."

I told the young woman helping me with Stella with a smile, genuinely grateful for her help.

"How much do I owe you?"