From the outside daycare looks like a smiling happy group of children who spend the day playing and learning, holding hands and singing songs. Those of us who have spent time in the trenches know the real, seedy truth: daycare is a germ-infested environment that would horrify even hazmat-suit-wearing CDC staff.
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Thursday, 16 July 2015
Wednesday, 22 January 2014
Learning to Dance in the Rain
A couple of summers back we experienced what they called a once in a hundred years storm.
The skies opened up and dumped so much rain on us that roads were washed out, basements were flooded – and there wasn’t a thing we could do about it even if we’d known it was coming.
I remember that day distinctly. I had my children at home and was taking care of my niece for the day.
It had been pretty hot, and I’d promised them that we could go swimming at a local pool.
There was a break in the rain, so we headed out.
However, it turned out that the roads were flooded, and because of the storm, they’d closed the outdoor pool anyway, so we went back to my house. The kids were pretty deflated.
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