It’s Not All Mary Poppins


Thomas is leaving at the end of June! Although I’ve been “doing daycare” for over ten years now, I still heave a sigh at the departure of certain children. Thomas is one of them. He’s been so much fun: articulate and funny, stubborn, creative in his mischief. I love the feisty ones!

Now, I am gaining more patience with the ones who start out meek, weepy, and clingy, because experience has taught me that with love and support, the odd challenge, and steadily increasing expectations, they generally evolve into delightful, thoughtful, calm and happy children. Their shaky beginning is well worth the outcome. Still, I have to admit that my heart prefers the in-yer-face and up-yer-nose ones with lots of spirit and bravado. The ones who start with me roaring their displeasure. It’s so much satisfaction to roll up my sleeves and meet them head to head, and come to a state of mutual respect. He’s one of that band, for sure! Yes, I’ll miss him.

(He’s also very loud, and so is his mother… I won’t miss that at all! It’s really the only downside I can think of, though. Not such a small one for me, though, because my tolerance for noise is low. A strange quirk of character for someone in this biz, I know, but it does mean that my home is generally very peaceful, despite the mobs of children in it!)

I need to plan a goodbye party for Thomas!

Today, we were visited by a new child, a three-year-old boy who will start the middle of next week. I think he’ll be fun. He spent a good two hours with us at the Park by the River, and meshed very well with the boys. I’m looking forward to it!

Alice’s mother has told me she’s expecting baby number two. This doesn’t always change the status of the elder child, but in this case, Alice will be at home with mom as of the end of December. Lots of time to find a replacement, though, and a good time to be looking. The two surges in people looking for care occur in September and January.

George’s younger brother, NIgel, starts in September. He’ll be a year old by then.

They come in, they become part of the family, they roll on out again. My fluid daycare family. Such fun!

June 6, 2005 Posted by | daycare | 6 Comments

Definition, please…

Thomas plays in the sandbox with a large toy backhoe. George comes over to get some of this action.

“No, George. You can’t play with it. I’m sharing it right now!”

June 6, 2005 Posted by | Developmental stuff, the things they say! | Leave a comment

Does She or Doesn’t She?

You know how, on a starry night, you sometimes see stars in your peripheral vision that vanish when you look at them directly? Listening to Mia can be a similar experience. If you’re paying direct attention to her, it’s just babble, but if you’re only paying partial attention, you hear a complete sentence! Really. I’m beginning to wonder if Mia is saying a whole lot more than I’d realized, if some of that vigourous and enthusiastic babble is in fact English, words and even phrases, just at lightning speed. This morning, as I spoke to dad, I’d swear I heard her say “Mia comed in daddy car.” When I repeated that back to her “You came in daddy’s car?” she squealed and grinned. My daughter Emma, who had been talking to Mia (i.e. paying direct attention) asked me later: “Do you really think she said that, Mom?” I heard a sentence, she heard babble.

So who’s right? This has happened to me often enough that I’m Just. Not. Sure…

June 6, 2005 Posted by | Developmental stuff, the things they say! | Leave a comment