This post really “took me back...” The inconsistency’s really we’re terrible. How I loved my Nanny, Gladys. I’m very thankful for parents that expected us to treat her with the highest form of respect. Our Nanny ate off the same plates, washed her clothing in the family washing machine and gave us hugs on birthdays or when we fell... Mom always remembered her kids birthdays and loaded her up with sweeties and gifts for her kids around Christmas... and how we missed her when she was on leave!