So.
Today, I had a new student in my daycare class. The kids from the two year old class who have turned three throughout the year are finally moving up, now that school is out. That would be less annoying, except the school is totally backed up - we won't allow the five year olds currently in the four year old classroom to move in with the school agers, because technically they aren't in school, so the four year olds who are in my three year old class are stuck with me. Which leaves me with this awful combination of four year olds and kids who are still potty training.
Do you hear that? Still. Potty. Training.
And not effectively, or so it would seem. One girl ...B., we'll call her, will sit on her potty, but does not go. At all. I have offered her stickers, I have made her sit there until all the other students were ready to go...today, I dragged all of my kids to the bathroom every half hour, but it is completely pointless. My boss thinks it's some stupid Fruedian thing, and I'm just frustrated...this is ridiculous. I have no problem with poop, but when I have eight three and four year olds, some of which have serious behavioral problems, I cannot be changing dirty diapers like that.
Z. was my new kid, today. He's adorable, kind of reminds me of a troublemaker who left earlier this year. Why do I always love the bad kids? He completely drains my energy, but he gets so excited about everything...it feeds my soul to see him all giggly. He recovers quickly, too. He could be crying like his heart was stomped on, and then he sees a truck and the world is right again. It's a beautiful thing. He pooped red today, and I didn't even think to question it...could it be blood in the stool? I'm all freaked out now, wishing I had left a note about it. It didn't seem like blood at all, but I've never seen poop and blood together, so I really wouldn't know.
Speaking of poop and blood, what is with all the freaking vampire shows, now? I know that 'Twilight' has revealed a need in America for cheesy vampire fiction, but really? We're going to produce a bunch of shows about vampires, and just hope that teenage girls around the world stop Myspacing in time to go watch? You would think they would pick a wider spectrum of people to appeal to...
I guess I don't have much room to speak, though. I have this sort of morbid fascination with trashy reality television, along with the Food Network, which Lita totally got me into. I watch Daisy of Love (rooting for Sinister), I watched last season of The Real World (and will watch the upcoming Cancun season) , and when it's late enough, I watch those awful, totally scripted dating shows on Mtv. I haven't been able to pinpoint exactly what it is about reality tv that I adore so much. Sure, it's unscripted, but just barely. And maybe the people are real, but how real can you be when you're doused in limelight? I love having someone to try and identify with, someone to root for. It's such a silly thing, but it makes me so happy. I guess that's what it comes down to : people, and my awful, stupid love for them.
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