The Baby-Sitters Club
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Typical overachiever behavior here: Stacey McGill tries to be perfect in every aspect of her life.
All of this plus a friendship fashion montage at the end?
This show is a wonder.
So do we, Claud).
Well, everyone except for Kristy, whose Me?
This young cast is even better in season two, especially in regards to comedic timing.
Im just so proud, leave me alone, okay?
Its not a surprise when Stacey begins to feel the weight of how much she has going on.
During a pouch-designing session with Claudia and Mallory (theyre friends now!
), Claudia notices how much water Stacey is drinking and voices her concern.
Stacey brushes it off.
There are never any surprises; thats math, baby.
Staceys blood sugar gets really low, and Claudia notices that shes being Spacey Stacey again.
Shes tired and out of it.
Her disease, and not being able to control it, is clearly getting to her.
Shes really out of sorts at the gala, too.
Shes only here because she has been a model diabetes patient.
She thinks Claudia betrayed her.
But Claudias right to worry.
As Stacey steps onstage to give her speech, shes a little wobbly.
She cant get through it, and she asks for her doctor.
The docs prescription is for Stacey to be kinder to herself.
Really, a lesson we could all use.
That and sometimes juice boxes really hit the spot.
Stacey knows she has some apologizing to do, and she especially singles out Claudia and Jessi.
These life lessons dont have expiration dates, okay???
And yes, it took me only three episodes to get misty-eyed watchingThe Baby-Sitters Clubthis season.
Getting pregnant at her age could be hard, and there are no guarantees.
The pressure of all that weighs on her.
Again, a wonder.
Stacey responds, I dont know, kind of.That really cut to my core, okay?
The jokes on her!
Im in my 30s and Istilldont have my shit that tightly together.
Oh, wait, the jokes still on me.
Oh, Dawn, never change.
By which she means lots of canoodling and whispering at scheduled times, so he feels comfortable.
How scandalous, Mr. Spier!
Never mind, Liz reconsiders.
When I was their age, I only cared about boys and lip gloss.
I still care about those things to an uncomfortable degree.
