Kids

So, I'm working at a day care these days. A couple of weeks before starting this job, my sister told me that I'm probably not going to like it. My manager at Quiznos told me that as soon as i leave Quiznos, I would miss working there. After hearing that, i feared going to work at the daycare. I feared the kids, the parents, and having to teach the kids at circle time

I have now completed my Third week at Julie's (the day care) and i'm loving it. I cant tell you how much i love playing with these kids. They are always doing crazy things like throwing buggers at each other, trying to kill each other, and asking why that grasshopper is on the back of the other one. I have also changed so many diapers. Some of them so gross that i wore gloves, other diapers that i gaged while changing. Even with the bad stuff, i love this job.

So, there is this one little 8 month boy there, he has been on antibiotics. since he was put on antibiotics, he has had the worst diapers imaginable. I have had nightmares about changing his diapers. I glove up and pull out bags and get a new package of wet wipes ready every time. His runs start at his ears and go down to his toes. Since we are not supposed to give baths, it takes two to change this guy. One to hold, the other to wipe. It is so gross!

Every day at work, i have the continuous job telling kids that Killing is not a good thing and that we do not play killing games. But, do they listen. . . no. Time out or "cool down time" is often used as their punishment for that. . . that is if they listen to me. :D

Something else, the fact that kids tell their parents EVERYTHING can be a little embarrassing. For example. When we play outside, they love catching grasshoppers. Almost an hour is spent catching them. But they have become very confused lately. There have been many grasshoppers on each others backs, and they have asked why that is. We then have to answer them. this is what all of us teacher now use "well, that grass hopper is just giving a piggy back ride to the other one" then all of the teachers stand and look at each other with a funny expression. and than later that day, the story is told by the child to the mother. Then they look at us in horror. we cant help it, they are just giving each other piggy back rides right? do are we supposed to share whats really going on?

Oi. but, i really love this job. I'm learning so much. I have seen myself change as a person for the better. Qualities that i thought i had lost are back, and that makes me so happy. I love everyday at work. . . until they get me sick like last Wednesday. or when they throw up on the toys or me.