Stephanie Kiser was living the high life in Manhattan’s Upper East Side, rubbing shoulders with Hollywood stars, riding in town cars, shopping in trendy boutiques. The only trouble was her frequent friends and party buddies all had sticky hands, some wore diapers and all were under age six. Read this article for free: Already have an account? To continue reading, please subscribe: * Stephanie Kiser was living the high life in Manhattan’s Upper East Side, rubbing shoulders with Hollywood stars, riding in town cars, shopping in trendy boutiques.
The only trouble was her frequent friends and party buddies all had sticky hands, some wore diapers and all were under age six. Read unlimited articles for free today: Already have an account? Stephanie Kiser was living the high life in Manhattan’s Upper East Side, rubbing shoulders with Hollywood stars, riding in town cars, shopping in trendy boutiques. The only trouble was her frequent friends and party buddies all had sticky hands, some wore diapers and all were under age six.
In her debut memoir, , Kiser writes about the seven years she spent working as a nanny for extremely wealthy families in New York City. While growing up, she didn’t dream of wiping runny noses and cajoling unruly youngsters, but she did imagine living in the Big Apple. Kiser writes honestly about her disfunctional family in Rhode Island.
Her parents married in their late teens after her mother, Hope, got pregnant. After Stephanie was born, her parents d.