Do they or don’t they?
How to evaluate the gems that drop from innocent wee lips? Am I getting a todderfied version of reality, or am I getting the True Facts of Home? Sometimes it’s easy: “My doggy’s name is Ralphie and I take him for walks and I feed him inna blue bowl,” when you know the family has no pets. And sometimes it’s not so easy.
“I wear unnerwears. And so does Anna and Timmy. But not Baby Noah and Baby Tylers, because babies wear diapers. And not mummy and daddy.”
“No?”
“No-oo! Grown-ups don’t wear unnerwears!”
“We don’t?”
“No, silly. Grown-ups don’t wear nuffin’ unnerneeff.”
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It's Not All Mary Poppins 
LOL! Hey, _I’m_ never telling what I do or do not wear underneath!
So how hard is it going to be to NOT wonder about it when that child’s parent comes to pick up today? š
I made a conscious decision not to teach her the word “commando”.
And yes, it did meander through my mind when dad appeared at the end of the day…
That’s great! I always warn parents that their child’s teachers hear about everything at home.
One of my 3-year-olds recently told me that “Mommy wears panties that don’t cover her whole bottom” (ie Mommy wears a thong)
There are no secrets from your daycare provider. Bwah-ha…
Just a tidbit…in some parts of the states going “commando” is also considered going “Canadian”.
I thought that was interesting when I first heard it.
Really? That must be because we’re just so wild and free up here…