Twas a Mucousful Monday....

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This entry contains subject matter that may offend some readers.  It is not recommended for those with weak stomachs or who have just eaten.  Also not advised for individuals who work with children or have many or those who've just had a crappy day at work.      

 

Boy oh boy, today was fun at work.  We had 14 kids there and when I arrived, there were 5 staff members.  So they sent one down to the 4's room.  She looked thrilled, too... lol.  I chuckled under my breath, but by the end of the day, I bet she was the one laughing.  

I'm not sure who it was exactly that turned on the faucet on the noses, but damn... they didn't miss anyone (including me).  And maybe if I wasn't the only one who gave a damn if the stuff dried and encrusted onto the noses of the babies, I wouldn't be complaining.  Maybe it's an unspoken newbie hazing I'm getting......  

At least all of them didn't have the thick green gobs shooting out, but a few did~ewww.  Ya really should've warned me, Nae, dear... lol......  I'd rather change crappy diapers.  No...really, I would. 

So, I was chasing down kids, one after one, all day.    Now, if there is an upside to booger patrol, it is that all but one kid is quite used to having their noses preyed upon.  I was using tissues (Kleenex to us plain folk ;) at first, but then found a wet paper towel to be more thorough and probably more soothing by the end of the day.  They used baby wipes--I never used those on Grace's face because I thought it would dry her skin out.  So, I refrained.   

Regular Asst #2 wasn't there, but #1 was back from vacation (speckled-girl was covering for her), and #2's sister filled in.  Then #1 left at 12:30 for the day, then sub#2 left at 1:00 for lunch and left at 2:30 for the day.  Asst. #4 came in at 2:30 while Mrs. Lead left at 3:30, leaving #4 and I alone with 13 kids at that point.  They sent another sub down~oh, let me tell you...  

This obviously late-in-pregnancy teenage girl just sat there the entire two hours she was there.... why f'in bother... from now on she's known as 'clueless'?  Hurricane Kennady was body slamming her much smaller counterparts, then pulling the famous 'body-crusher' move...and clueless just sat there-5 feet away from her!  Granted, she normally works with the babies...um....ahem~ they grow up!  

Of note, when Mrs. Lead left, #4 looked to me to tell her what to do.  She actually works there only 3 less hours a week than I do.... I find that amusing, but I really like her a lot~ we may become friends, actually.    She's living on her own for the first time, getting ready to attend college.  Her family wants her to go to a more recognized school, but she wants to attend a local 2-year college, to get a feel for it. 

I told her to trust her gut.  And my story, of course...why does it seem I always have a story?...ending in "if I could do it all again..."  She seemed interested.  Then today, I find out she like beads  :)  I am a bead freak!So I must share some of my treasures and ideas... trust me, its the only time during my day where adult conversation takes place....  

The best part is my last 3 kids all left before 6:00... YEA!  So, I wasn't that late for the parenting class.  Which is pretty interesting... I'll post some of the topics here when I get my thoughts together.  I think only two of us are single mothers, and her daughter is in Grace's class.  She's ok.  Then there's a cute, pregnant with #3 girl I sat next to tonight- I like her, we're two pretty honest moms  :)  I am learning things though, which is always a good thing....  

Gracie has school tomorrow and I have to talk to Mrs. Teacher about her bringing things home that don't belong to her.  It stopped for awhile, then started again about the time I got my job.  But I don't know if the two are related since she was doing it before.  So, I will go and get her from class now and make sure what she has in there is hers.   

She even lied to me last week.  She showed me a 'Lizzie McGuire' barrette so I asked where she got it.  She started to say from school, but she changed, (mid sch even....) and said yard-sale!  Poor child is just like me..... yet she remains the 'Princess' and I the 'Queen'   :)    She won't be getting away with much with me on watch....  

And so one of my loveys doesn't get all gooey (or does) with all my work and kids nonsense.  Hey Brian, you should see Hurricane Kennady's mom, Typhoon.  You'd like to smack the behind on that donkey, for sure!  She gots a unyun to peel, babe  :)  

Have a nice night......  

Cat