Lifesaver please...
So, Day Two of daycare arrived and Mummy and I walked there together like 'normal' and I didn't suspect what was about to happen. She left me there! Yes... Left me! Her child, the fruit of her loins... dropped on the doorstep like a box of unwanted kittens. I tried to hold on to her hand really tightly but she wrestled it loose and ran through the gate with the latch I can't open!
Ok, I might be exaggerating a little...
But today, I spent the day mostly alone and I am mature enough to admit, I cried a little. Just a little though. Once I realised I was captive, I just spent the time entertaining myself in the playground, reading some books and looking at the dinosaurs. I was a little depressed.
What made it worse was that yesterday,the first day, they fed me the wrong pasta and I got a reaction which meant I didn't sleep all that well and was pretty grumpy in the morning already. Mummy leaving was just another nail in the coffin of my day. Until...
Two great things happened!
After poorcare Daycare, Mummy came to get me (it was a half day) and I went home for a nap. That wasn't one of the great things though, the great thing came after. Beach day! Yay! I am loving this beach thing and it is going to suck big time when the weather starts to cool down after tomorrow but, after a terrible day at the torture centre, a dip in the cool lake was just what was needed.
But like I said TWO great things happened and right after the beach, we walked to Mummi and Pappa's place and I got to spend the rest of the day playing with them. They have been at their little summer cottage a lot so it was fantastic to see them. When Mummy and Daddy came to pick me up, I asked if I could stay and play a little longer. Mummi and Pappa are the best daycare teachers in the world and, I never cry with them.
Unfortunately though, they can't take me all the time but, once they are back after the summer to stay, I will spend a couple days a week with them. This means that I will only have to suffer daycare (and the drooling, mute children that attend), a few days a week.
Tomorrow is Friday though and it is the last day of the week but, it is going to be my first full day there which means, I have to take my nap there. I wonder if they are going to sing me to sleep while tickling my back like Mummy and Daddy do? I am guessing not.
Maybe we will go to the beach again to make up for it though... At the moment and despite the look on my face in the picture, it is my lifesaver place. It was so much easier when I was young and didn't have all the worries of life...
<3
Smallsteps
Around the time my daughter started going to daycare, she was in the middle of her potty training. I think it was September when she was being potty trained and she had great difficulty. She'd have constipation because she just couldn't or wouldn't do it. Her mother and I had to give her a medicine to make her poop softer. One Saturday, I was helping her learn to poop in the potty, she gave up after fourteen tries. I came up with the idea of going to the study to watch Japanese high-speed trains come out of tunnels in a YouTube video with her. It may have done the trick because when we tried again after that, she made it for the first time. Very shortly after that, she gained full control of the process and we got no dirty laundry in plastic bags from the daycare centre to take home with her any longer.
I am in the middle of it too but still in nappies. I do okay but, don't let people know until after. They do say 'better late than never' so...
I like trains though so perhaps Daddy will let me watch videos of them.
This is the French testing the TGV. 574 km/h on wheels, not maglev. Grainy but awesome camera angles and sounds.
Been a tiring week for you. Anything new is scary and you are not sure what is next. At least you will pick up the local language fast so is a huge benefit for later. Maybe daddy needs to sit in as well so he can learn it too.
Unfortunately, it is much too advanced for beginners.
Uncle G misses going to the beach with you!
I ask about you guys in Straya whenever we are there.
Well, we miss you so much ad think about you all the time. We're doing a video for you this weekend. Will send it to your dad and mom. x
Smallsteps, you're an angel.
When my parents left me at school, I grabbed the side of the car through an open window and held onto it, so they were driving with me hanging on to the side of the car.
Then I cried like no tomorrow, begging them not to leave me.
So you see, you're an angel compared to what you could be like. Well done. :)
Mummy leaving today was a surprise, Let's see what tomorrow brings...
Honey, do remind your Dad you're the one who will choose the care home he gets to spend his old age...
Oh, and no use fighting the ladies that tell you it's nap time, just pretend to sleep and they'll leave you alone.
I try this at night with Daddy by squeezing my eyelids together really tightly... I think he knows.
Am sure it'll be better tomorrow little one. Hopefully the care you receive at the daycare improves
Beach days are the best days.
You are unlikely to get a tummy tickle, but a song could be on the cards. By the way, do you know your daddy rejected a job once because he was asked to sing? 😂
Rest well, big day mañana. ( it's Spanish for tomorrow, I hear you speak
2 languages already - excellent!!)
He sings to me all the time! I wouldn't hire him though.
"Uno Mas" This means, 'give me one more kiss' in Spanish - according to Daddy.
That is correct. I use 'una mas' sometimes when I want more to drink 😁
I am guessing that the drink is a replacement for when there are no kisses available.
I hope you can take your nap tomorrow without problems on the day care and that your day won't be traumatic.
I will manage, maybe not tomorrow but, one day.
What an irony ... when we were children we always wanted to be as adult as possible and when we became adults we realized that it was better to be a child, great responsibilities, what a beautiful photo
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