When my daughter-in-law asked me to babysit for the weekend, I expected cuddles, cookie crumbs, and maybe a thank-you. Instead, I found a handwritten bill on the counter — for items I used while staying there! Shocked and furious, I plotted the perfect payback.
The text from Brittany, my DIL, buzzed in just as I was refilling the hummingbird feeder, my fingers sticky with sugar water.
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“Hey, would you mind staying with Noah for the weekend? Ethan has a work retreat and I have a spa trip planned with my sister.”
I was a little surprised.
Brittany and I had never clicked, and she’d taken to complaining about “over-involved” grandparents since Noah was born.
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Her concept of boundaries reminded me unnervingly of the Berlin Wall.
But I didn’t hesitate. I love every second I get to spend with my grandson: his sticky fingers, the way he says “grahma” with a little squeal at the end that makes my heart squeeze.
“Of course,” I texted back.
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“Everything you need will be ready. Just relax and enjoy time with him!” she replied.
I smiled, already mentally planning which cookies we’d bake together. Noah had recently discovered the joy of sprinkles — everywhere but on the cookies.
But when I arrived Friday afternoon, the house looked like the morning after a toddler hurricane.
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Toys scattered across the living room floor created an obstacle course. The kitchen sink overflowed with dishes, and a crusty pan soaked in cold water on the stove.
“Grahma!” Noah squealed, running toward me with open arms, his diaper sagging.
I scooped him up, my irritation melting as he planted a wet kiss on my cheek.
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“Hey, Abby! Thanks so much for coming.” Brittany marched up the hallway, suitcase wheeling behind her. “There’s food in the fridge, Noah’s stuff is in his room, and, well, I’m sure I don’t need to map everything out for you.”
She leaned over to kiss Noah and was heading out the door before I could reply.
“Be good for Grandma, sweetie!” She called over her shoulder. “Mommy will be back soon.”
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“Mommy go bye-bye?” he asked, his big blue eyes — so much like his father’s — watching over my shoulder.
“She’s going on a trip, sweetie. We get to have a special weekend together.”
He nodded solemnly before wiggling out of my arms to show me his latest toy car.
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After he settled with his blocks, I went to the kitchen to make coffee.
That’s when I discovered that Brittany’s idea of “everything you need will be ready” differed vastly from mine.
There was half a carton of eggs in the fridge, no bread, and no full meals to speak of. I sniffed the milk: borderline.
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“What on earth?” I muttered to myself.
It was bad enough that she invited me to stay in a house that looked like it hadn’t been cleaned all week, but to leave me with only a half-stocked fridge?
As I stepped back into the living room, where Noah was still playing with his blocks, I noted his sagging diaper once more and a horrifying thought struck me.
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I took Noah to his room to change his diaper and discovered my worst fears were true.
Brittany had left me with only five diapers and not a single wipe. I’d been frustrated before, but now I was downright mad!
So, I did what any resourceful woman would do.
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I gave Noah a toy to keep him busy and told him to wait right there.
Then I scurried into the main bathroom, took the lavender-colored washcloth I assumed belonged to Brittany, and used it as a wipe instead.
“Looks like we’ll have to do a load of laundry,” I remarked to Noah as I put on his fresh diaper. “But first, you and me are going to the store!”
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“Store!” he agreed enthusiastically.
I grabbed my purse, strapped Noah into his car seat, and headed to the store.
$68 later, Noah and I had everything we needed: snacks, wipes, diapers, groceries, and a little stuffed elephant that Noah had hugged with such conviction I couldn’t say no.
“We make cookies?” Noah asked as we unpacked our treasures.
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“Tomorrow, sweetheart. First, let’s make some dinner and get this place in order.”
The weekend unfolded in a blur of small joys. We played in the park until our cheeks were pink from the wind, Noah shrieking with laughter as I pushed him on the swing.
“Higher, Grahma!”
“Not too high,” I cautioned, though I gave an extra push that sent him squealing.
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We baked sugar cookies, and I let Noah crack the eggs. He missed the bowl by a mile, giggling as yolk dripped onto the counter.
“Oopsie,” he said, his eyes wide.
“That’s why we bought extra eggs,” I winked. “Try again, sweetie. Practice makes perfect.”
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We watched Finding Nemo under a cozy blanket, with Noah mouthing the words to parts he knew by heart.
And every night, I tucked him into bed, kissed him good night, and read him a story.
After he fell asleep, I tackled the house.
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I’d made it my mission to get the house in order, so I spent the rest of my evenings doing dishes and laundry.
My back ached, but it felt good to create order from chaos. Noah deserved a clean, peaceful home.
I even made a casserole for Brittany to have when she returned.
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Sunday night, after tucking Noah in with three stories and five goodnight kisses, I collapsed on the couch.
My feet throbbed, but my heart was full.
These moments with Noah were precious, fleeting gifts I treasured. Ethan had grown so quickly; Noah would too.
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Monday morning, sunlight was just warming the kitchen windows when I noticed the piece of paper pinned under a mug on the counter.
A handwritten note with my name on it; pink pen, loopy handwriting.
I smiled as I unfolded the page, expecting a thank-you, but instead got the shock of my life.
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It was a bill with an itemized list for “living expenses” that read like a joke:
Eggs: $8
Water (3 bottles): $3
Electricity: $12
Toilet paper: $3
Laundry detergent: $5
Toothpaste: $4
TOTAL: $40
And the kicker?
“Please Venmo by Friday. Thanks!! ❤️”
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I blinked.
Then I laughed. Then I got mad.
And that’s when I heard the front door open.
“Abby? I’m home.” Brittany’s voice carried down the hall.
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I could’ve confronted her then, but I was so angry that I knew any conversation I had about her bill would end disastrously.
So, I scrunched the note in my fist and forced myself to smile as I stepped out into the hall.
“Hi, Brittany. I didn’t expect you so early.”
Brittany just shrugged. “How was everything?”
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“Wonderful,” I answered truthfully. “Noah is a delight.”
“Thanks for helping out,” she said, her attention already on her phone. “Ethan should be home around noon.”
I gathered my things, kissed Noah goodbye, and left. By the time I arrived home, I knew exactly how I was going to pay Brittany’s bill.
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I went straight to my laptop after entering my home, and let decades of parenting receipts flow from my fingertips. The more I typed, the more cathartic it felt.
This wasn’t just about $40.
This was about respect, about family, about what it means to care for each other.
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A few hours later, I had a professional-looking invoice:
Grandmother Services, Est. 1993
Raising One Fine Husband for You Since Day One
SERVICES RENDERED:
18 years of feeding your husband: 19,710 meals @ average $5 each = $98,550
18 years of laundry services: 3 loads/week x 52 weeks x 18 years @ $5/load = $14,040
Medical copays for childhood illnesses: 12 years of pediatric visits @ $25 each = $3,600
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Transportation services: 16 years of rides to school, sports, and friends’ houses: 9,000 miles @ $0.58/mile = $5,220
Counseling services post-high school breakup: 15 hours @ $75/hour = $1,125
Tutoring services (math, science, life advice): 500 hours @ $30/hour = $15,000
Emotional support (priceless, but let’s say): 18 years @ $10/day = $65,700
Subtotal: $203,235
Family Discount (because I’m feeling generous): -$203,195
Total Amount Due: $40
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Beneath that, I added a note: “Please deduct your original ‘invoice’ from this amount. ❤️ Thanks for understanding!!”
I printed it on fancy linen paper and slid it into a gold-trimmed envelope like it was a wedding invitation.
The next morning, I dropped it in her mailbox.
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Not an hour passed before my phone rang.
“Mom?” Ethan’s voice cracked with what sounded like suppressed laughter.
“Yes, dear?”
“What did you do?”
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I feigned innocence. “What do you mean?”
“Brittany is… upset.”
“Oh?” I stirred my tea. “About what?”
“She says you’re attacking her, mocking her boundaries, and crossing the line. She showed me the invoice you sent.”
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I waited, heart pounding.
Then he continued, his voice softer. “I told her she deserved it. I had no idea she intended to leave you a bill for using our stuff while you were staying here, Mom.”
Relief washed over me.
“I’m sorry if I caused problems between you two,” I said.
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“Don’t be,” he sighed. “We’ve been having… discussions about family expectations. This just brought things to a head. But Mom?”
“Yes?”
“That was some invoice. I didn’t know you had it in you.”
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I laughed. “I raised you, didn’t I? I know a thing or two about standing my ground.”
A week passed. The incident faded from my immediate thoughts as life went on. I was out gardening, up to my elbows in soil, when my phone buzzed with a Venmo alert.
$40 from Brittany.
Caption: To settle my debt. Please don’t charge me interest 😂
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I let out a laugh so loud the neighbor’s cat jumped from the fence.
That evening, I did what a real grandma would: donated it to the local children’s hospital in Noah’s name.
Because you never beat pettiness with more pettiness — you do it with grace, glitter, and a spreadsheet.
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Money can’t buy true happiness, so despite a $400 million fortune, Arnold Schwarzenegger lives a low-key life on his farm
In addition to being a celebrity, 75-year-old Arnold Schwarzenegger is also in charge of managing his home and caring for his pets. The actor also landed the part of grandfather.
Arnold Schwarzenegger’s estimated net worth in 2021 was $400 million, according to reports. Due to his fortune, he is able to reside in the Pacific Palisades region of Los Angeles, where he owns a mansion with views of the canyons and Pacific Ocean.
The “Terminator” actor and his family have been residing in the Mediterranean-style house for some time. Situated in one of the most elite gated neighborhoods in the city, the property encompasses over 2.5 acres.
When his five children, Joseph Baena, Katherine, Christina, Patrick, and Christopher Schwarzenegger, come to visit, the home can accommodate them all with its seven bedrooms and baths. There are more breathtaking details throughout the Golden Globe Award nominee’s home.
It features multiple living rooms, a private gym, a chef’s kitchen, entertainment spaces, and much more. The house features a large swimming pool with a spa, a duck pond, and a tennis court outside. Additionally, it has a private patio and balconies with views of the mountains and beach.
‘There is ample space on the estate for the actor to establish a stable in the back of the property with his pets, Whiskey the pony and Lulu the small donkey.
The “Predator” actor’s home also features entertaining areas and patio furniture. Pets are welcome in his backyard, where they are free to roam the spacious field.
Arnold opened his house to the public in 2020 while COVID-19 was on lockdown. That year, when the pandemic quarantine started, the actor posted a video of himself chilling out in the kitchen with Lulu and Whiskey. The vast green field was visible from his rear terrace. Rain or shine, the actor could enjoy the outdoors in his lounge area.
The “Total Recall” actor moved to a nearby location from the family home to be nearer to his kids following his divorce from Maria Shriver.
Even though Arnold was quite wealthy, he nevertheless managed many aspects of his household on his own. With his ex-wife, Mildred Baena, he had Joseph and Katherine, Christina, Patrick, and Christopher.
Arnold’s Typical Day-to-Day Activities
Arnold posted a picture of himself carrying a loaded trolley at a Walmart on Facebook in 2014. The actor described how he got an idea after going to the shop and noticing his Muscle Pharm Arnold Series items on the shelves.
He made the decision to issue a challenge to his followers: discover the product in the store, snap pictures, and send them to him. He would then upload the best ones.
Arnold had previously been seen shopping at the retail store. Just by being there, the former governor of California incited chaos at a Walmart in Albuquerque, New Mexico in 2011. While filming there, he tweeted that he had left around two in the morning to grab some nutritious snacks.
The actor reportedly published a snapshot of his check-in location and spent $300 on warm garments for his crew. He also expressed gratitude to the Walmart staff for their help.
Arnold revealed his morning ritual on “Jimmy Kimmel Live” in February 2022. He disclosed that he would up early, maybe at 5:45 or 6 a.m., in order to tend to his “complaining animals.”
He fed his animals for the first hour because Lulu would “scream” if she wasn’t attended to and let out of her stall. Before he returned the animals to their stables, they would run around on the grass.
In addition to Whiskey and Lulu, the actor owns a large dog named Dutch, who would howl for food and attack his toes if left unfed! The celebrity revealed in a comical way that his neighbors would be awakened by the commotion of the animals if he didn’t feed them!
Ironically, Whiskey and Lulu are welcome guests in the house, where he feeds them oatmeal cookies in the kitchen since Arnold finds the “farmer’s chores” enjoyable and soothing.
Even though the cookies were intended for horses, the actor offers them to the dogs when they become envious! Additionally, he admitted to Jimmy Kimmel that the cookies were so delicious that he ate them!
Arnold disclosed that guests may find the situation peculiar as the dogs would pounce on them and Lulu would run around the home! He recalled his cousin’s arrival just before Christmas in 2021, during which she was taken aback since she was unaware that his animals were staying at the house!
When Lulu shouted and raced inside the house demanding cookies, the cousin was taken aback. His shocked relative questioned why the animal was in the house and not the stable after the actor spoke to it calmly.
Katherine Schwarzenegger Pratt screamed out anytime Lyla was touched, according to Arnold Schwarzenegger, since she thought he was cradling the infant incorrectly.
The celebrity became wealthy not only from performing but also from modeling, politics, bodybuilding, and commercial ventures. But when he accepted certain people into his life, everything changed.
How Did Being a Grandfather Affect Arnold’s Life?
When Katherine and her husband, Chris Pratt, welcomed their second child, Eloise Christina, in 2022, Arnold became a grandfather twice over. The actor mentioned how simple it was to play the part and gave an explanation.
He would play with his oldest granddaughter, Lyla Maria, for an hour or two when she came to visit. After two hours of visiting, he put her on the horse, they played with the dog, and the child and her parents would depart!
The actor claimed to love their visits and to be very proud of his daughter, even though he believes Chris to be a wonderful man. Additionally, he enjoys spending time with his granddaughter, son-in-law, and daughter when they visit because:
“Every room in the house lights up when they arrive.”
The “Twins” actor claimed in 2021 that Lyla had paid him multiple visits at his Los Angeles residence. He thought the young girl would make an excellent horseback rider when she got to sit on Whiskey and Lulu.
He claimed that his daughter was the diaper changing specialist and that he had never changed his granddaughter’s. Arnold told how Katherine would get really uncomfortable anytime Lyla was touched because she thought he was holding the baby incorrectly, but he would counter that he had done it before and found the whole argument entertaining!
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