Jaws

I need to blog about my daycare issue that happened last week. I am hoping that I am over the emotional rollercoaster so the entry will be coherent. If the bitterness sneaks in, too bad.
As I have mentioned before, my kid is a biter. After our formal warning she didn’t bite for a week. The next Monday she bit once, and got bitten by anther kid. On Tuesday when I went to pick her up after work there was a note for me that she was suspended for 3 days. A NOTE???!? That’s right a note. The director of the center was not there to talk to, but the teenagers that don’t speak English told me that she would be in the next day at 7 am. So I put her in the car and called John and started to cry. What was I going to do? I called my boss at work and was told that I couldn’t take any time off because we were in the middle of a “project.” I called my saintly sister and she said she could watch my baby because she was working from home. Kenz was out of school so she came and helped too. So we had that figured out but I still needed to find a new daycare. Apparently my current daycare was not going to work out. I couldn’t wait and wonder everyday if she was going to be suspended at the last minute. So we visited about 8 different daycares and found Hannah a new one that is closer to our house and will be better for her in the long run. I am so glad its over, but in the middle of it I was beyond stressed.

I have to thank my fabulous family for helping me out with everything and for allowing me to call and cry to them. They are great! I can’t even imagine not being able to call my brother and just start crying. I will never forget that some people don’t have a “pack” that is as close as ours.

SO, last night I picked up Hannah from daycare and she didn’t bite anyone, but this week she got bitten on Monday and got scratched on Wednesday. Apparently its not just my kid that has a problem in that class……














Here is a picture of Hannah sitting on her pumpkin, in her BROWN PANTS!!