
Working in daycare is like this: Pick up toys. Change a poopy diaper. "Don't climb on the tables, please." Wash their hands. Read books. Wipe a runny nose. Change a poopy diaper. "Please don't hit your friends." Put their shoes back on them. Play outside. Wash their hands. Change a poopy diaper. Hugs. Time to eat. Change diapers. Wash their hands. Time to sleep. "Get back on your bed, please." Put their shoes back on them. Change a poopy diaper. "No, thank you. Please don't throw that." Wipe a runny nose. Wash their hands. Read books. Pick up sippy cups. Pick up toys. Blow bubbles. Change a poopy diaper. "Don't put that in your mouth." Put their shoes back on them. Hugs. Wipe a runny nose. "Where are your shoes?" Play outside. Have snack. Change diapers. And more diapers. Oh, and they don't have their shoes on again.
They've put me in a younger class. It's better, but still tiring. At least they're all cute.
They've put me in a younger class. It's better, but still tiring. At least they're all cute.

































