Babysitting My Grandson Turned Into a Billing Nightmare — But I Had the Perfect Response
When my daughter-in-law asked me to care for my grandson for a weekend, I was expecting playtime, bedtime stories, and maybe a thank-you note. What I didn’t expect? A handwritten bill for the household supplies I used—left right there on the kitchen counter. It started innocently enough. I was refilling my hummingbird feeder when…