There should be a parent's guide to not being hated by the staff at your childcare.
$30 for a dr.'s cert. means that I am staying at work despite feeling like I'm going to vomit.
Child A - "I make dinner, you make dinner." Child B - "Why you not make dinner every day?"
Little boy at work tells me he is making a baby in his tummy :) because his "other one died" :(
He says, "mummy nearly better", "daddy all better", "Timmy all better, so we can make another one"
Dalek boy calls the toilet w/ the curtain a TARDIS. I love this kid!
I'm sure my recent attack of health is what's making me feel sick.
Little T. says I am older than his grandma. Crap.
I tell all the children I am one hundred years old and one says, "My mum is older than you."
Makes me miss the kidlets from the old job. I still don't miss the psychotic room leader.
Unfortunately at this here new job, the managers/owners are total nutjobs. Yay! More on that another time. For now, I need to go eat more tim tams and tic tacs and other ti- ta-s.
Nom nom nom.