As I dropped my youngest off at daycare this morning, the teachers’ in the 18 month old room appeared to be a bit flustered. When Myers and I walked by they were standing in the corner nervously contemplating something. What, I couldn’t quite tell.
I overhead one of the teachers ask the Principal, “Maybe Myers dad can help?”“Sure what can I do?”
The director sweetly replied “oh it’s nothing, it’s ok.”
I turned and took Myers to the toddler classroom, got him situated and began to make my way back toward the front of the building. Upon my second pass, the teachers were now huddled around the sink, jousting with plastic cups and some unknown adversary.
My natural chivalrous nature kicked in and I walked toward the scuttle. Identifying the culprit as a rather large periplaneta americana, I pulled some paper towels from the dispenser, discretely “took care of it” and then disposed of the offending intruder in the thrash. My aplomb at handling the extraction was such that the little ones had no idea of what just went down. The teachers were thankful and gracious. I felt like a prince.
“It’s funny” the director said, “boogers, pee and poop, no problem. Bugs, ehhhhh!”
If you have ever been into a child care facility, you know there are lots of the offending trinity mentioned above that these fine folks deal with them everyday. And let’s be honest, while your own child’s scatelogical output is not overly offending, the output of other people’s children is just down right gross.
So I salute all the wonderful people who care for our youngest of children while moms’ and dads’ nation wide go about the task of making a living.
But I especially salute those kind folks at Stepping Stone School who lovingly nurture and care for my own child Myers each and everyday.
One of the most difficult things a parent faces is leaving a child in the care of another, especially the littlest ones. But because I know that Myers is happy, safe and immersed in a fun and supportive learning environment it is not really difficult to walk out the door and into my day.
When Mom or I return in the afternoon to pick him up, he almost always has had a good day.
So thank you ladies, you are doing great work and I really appreciate that.
Slaying an errant water bug is the least I could do!
Now this post is sponsored by the Motorola Droid RAZR smartphone and while there might not appear to be immediate ties between Motorola and my youngest child’s pre-k school, I believe synergies do exist.
That would be the pursuit of excellence.
Indeed Motorola has a long history of pursuing excellence. Harken back to their trail blazing work in the mid 90’s when they engineered the “flip phone” and ‘”clam phone.” Remember those? It’s amazing to compare the old flip and the new Droid RAZR. We have come along way.
And Stepping Stone School pursues excellence everyday in nurturing and caring for the littlest ones among us.
Thus it’s really the same, whether you are choosing electronics or child care, choose excellence.
So there you have it. A blog about poop, pee, boogers, bugs and phones!
You don’t see that everyday.