NikkiZ’s daycare has turned out to be the one working mother’s dreams are made of. Now that the administration has settled into position and the teachers are where they belong, we have been really happy there. I love the teachers like they’re family and they love NikkiZ like she’s their family. And today, y’all? Today they gave me a Mother’s day card. FROM NIKKIZ. How cute is that? It had a cute poem in it (that may have made me cry, I’ll never tell) along with a picture of her and I together. And, they also had muffins and juice for me. I would have preferred Krispy Kreme, of course, but I’ll take any breakfast pastry they’re offering. Actually, I’ll take several of them and hide most of them while I walk out of the door holding one in my hand trying to not look obvious I have half a dozen more in my bag.
Now, I didn’t really do that.
Or did I?
However, on the negative side of the spectrum? They’re trying to teach my baby to crawl. Which, yes, that’s the next milestone and they should be helping her make progress in her development. But, they don’t realize that I’m not quite ready for her to be mobile yet. I need another two or three years to prepare for that. They need to stop with the whole, “Come on, NikkiZ – get the toy!” because, you know, my house isn’t really all that safe for the three upright humans who kinda know what they should and should not get into. Much less for a child on all fours who thinks the word “No” means “What you’re doing is AWESOME, please do it more and more and more.”