DIY: Babysitter's Box {Free Printables Included!}

Am I the only one who feels like a psycho when leaving my kid with a babysitter? I'm keeping myself from stalker texting and/or calling the minute I walk out the door and am hoping that I left them with all the information they need to care for my little cherub.

Usually, when we leave Beulah with a babysitter, we have tried to plan it to where she is already asleep. We sneak out of the house like rebellious teenagers and hope she doesn't even wake up to discover our absences. But the last two instances, our plans started during the day. My OCD-ness kicked in, and I decided to create a Babysitter's Box.

Rather than walk all over the house, showing the babysitter where everything she would need was located, I just shoved it all in a big tubberware that I already had. While I was at it, I printed out some things about our home and our baby for her to have if she needed it and taped it to the inside top of the tubberware. I also printed out a tylenol dosage chart I created and Infant Choking Basics sheet. I also printed out and laminated (read: covered in clear packing tape) a "our routine" page that was blank... to be filled out with a dry erase marker before I left to reflect whatever schedule we are on that day.

Here are some printables I created:

I included everything that would be needed while we were away:

diapers and wipes
food for 2 meals
bowl and spoons
formula and bottle
bibs
tylenol (with the dosage chart, and only to be used if told by us)
gripe water
monitor
a change of clothes/jammies

And it ended up looking like this:

I left it on the table, gave a quick spiel, and left knowing that at least all of the obvious bases were covered.

Hope this helps y'all like it has our family!

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