If You Want Your Caregiver to Hate you and Your Child…
Just send him to daycare with a few of these babies round his neck…
April 26, 2006 - Posted by MaryP | daycare, parents, the dark side
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A childcare provider is expected to be a superhuman mix of the Madonna and Mary Poppins, ever patient, loving, kind, always delighting in the sweetness of her charges. I don’t do such a bad job, all in all, and it’s far more likely the parents than the children who strain my sanity most days. But I’m here to tell you: It’s Not ALL Mary Poppins…
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Made me laugh this morning
Whistles are NEVER allowed to be in the mouth while inside the house.
Simple rule, easily upheld.
First I tried saying they shouldn’t be blown, but not in the mouth is safer:-)
oh good lord, that is just cruel.
Do you think the conversation went, “Those are not toys for home. Perhaps you can take them to daycare with you.”
Oh god and he has TWO of them. Bad mommydaddy. Bad.
Red and Green. Stop and Go. You are going to have a fun day!
Oh, you are freaking kidding me! They sent them to day care with those?! COME ON PEOPLE!
What a cruel cruel thing to do to a careprovider! Did you take them away?? Or at least limit him to outside use only?
When I use to teach, I acquired a smiliar collection on some days. It was so much fun trying to remember whose was whose at the end of the day. Thank goodness for ziplocs and sharpies.
HA! Omg aint that the truth. They can make a perfect stranger want to crawl under a desk. I bet they caused some fighting though huh?
I’m getting a head ache from way over here. What were the parents thinking???
Peter: 🙂
MrsA: Here’s an even easier one: whistles are not allowed in the house. However, it ended better than one might assume, because it turns out they don’t know how to blow on a whistle! They put them much too far in their mouths, and ended up covering the hole with their lips, so all they produces were rather wet little “whooshes”. No whistle at all!
Kittenpie: LOL No, in truth I don’t think it was conscious. They honestly think everything he does is adorable; sadly, they are also a noisy family, so have a very high noise tolerance. *sigh*
Susan: Well, one for him and one to share, of course! This is bad???
JW: I never thought of that! More to the point, neither did they. Thank goodness for small blessings…
Kristen: They are a well-meaning family, truly they are, but they’re all quite loud, and they just don’t understand that the whole rest of the world isn’t similarly tolerant of ear-splitting chaos. (In my defense: during out interview, she – only mom came – was quite soft-spoken. It was a fluke.)
Angela: I would have taken them away, but after a few minutes I discovered, as I told Mrs A. above, it became clear that they didn’t know how to make the big, shrill whistle, and I certainly wasn’t about to teach them, so we survived with just a day of wet whooshes.
Mamacita: Have you commented before? If not, Welcome!!
We have a set of shelves just inside the front door, each with a bin with their name on it. COntraband goes into the bin and stays there till home-time. Same idea! This honour system wouldn’t be possible in a classroom of 25, but it works fine in a home with only six. It nice to be able to establish/maintain the rules in your environment, isn’t it?
Kimmyk: They caused a little jockeying for ownership, mostly because the child who brought them ain’t so good at sharing. Nothing that a stern look and a firm word won’t control, though. The rest of them do fine.
Haley: Why, they were thinking I’d find him just as cute and delightful as they do, of course! They were just sharing the joy!
Oh, that is just not nice. Yup, would have gone straight into their box, or else back to mommy’s car to stay safe for the day.
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