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Momma Likes To Wine And Whine

, , , | Right | January 19, 2012

(I am working at a daycare and eating my lunch while the kids are having nap time. One of the kids, a two-year-old girl, has woken up early this day.)

Child: “[My Name] drinking Diet Pepsi?”

Me: “Yep, I’m drinking a soda.”

Child: “Daddy drink Diet Pepisi.”

Me: “Daddy drinks Diet Pepsi?”

Child: “Yeah.”

Me: “[Child’s Name] doesn’t drink Diet Pepsi, right?”

Child: “No, [Child’s Name] drink juice. Daddy drink Diet Pepsi. Momma drink wine.”

Me: “Momma drinks wine?”

Child: “Uh, huh. Momma drink wine. Momma drink a LOT of wine.”


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Less Twilight, More Daylight, Part 5

, , , | Right | January 8, 2012

(Note: 40 degrees Celsius is about 104 degrees Fahrenheit.)

Me: *on the phone* “Hi, I’ll need you to come and pick up your son right away. He’s not feeling very well.”

Mother: “What’s wrong?”

Me: “He’s running a 40-degree temperature.”

Mother: “Oh. No, he’s fine. That’s normal.”

Me: “Uh, I’m sorry?”

Mother: “Don’t worry about him, love. That’s normal. He’s a werewolf, you know. Werewolves run hot. Didn’t you know that?”

(It takes me a few moments, but I realize she’s perfectly serious.)

Me: “I’m sorry, but I still think you need to take him to the doctor.”

Mother: “Ugh, fine. I’ll come and get him, but the doctor will only say what I told you!”

Mommy Says All Men Are Evil

| Related | December 11, 2011

(A three-year-old boy is playing with some dolls at the daycare center and separating them into families.)

Boy: “And this is the mommy, and this is the daughter, and this is the other mommy, and this is the son and the daughter, and this is the other mommy–”

Worker: “Where are all the daddies?”

Boy: “They’re in jail.”

A Chip Off The Non-biological Block

| Right | November 2, 2011

(It is the end of our day camp, and all of the parents are coming in to pick up their children.)

Me: “Look, [child]! Your mom is here. You know, you look just like her!”

Child: “No! I wanna look like my daddy!”

Mother, to my coworker and me: *quietly* “He doesn’t look like his dad at all, if you know what I mean.”

(The mother and child leave.)

Coworker: “I hope she meant that his father has a bunch of recessive traits.”

Better Late Than Clever

, , , , , | Right | October 21, 2011

(At our daycare, we are very strict when it comes to pick up times. Some children are registered to be picked up by four, others by six. For every minute they are late, parents pay a $5 fine. We make it very clear that we are strict about it and we charge for anyone who is late. If they come at 4:01, we charge $5. We even have a clock that uses the same satellites cell phones do so they can’t argue about the time. Most parents admit it is probably their fault and just pay up. If they need their kid to stay later, they can pay for their kid to stay until 6 just for the days they need it, so long as we know in advance.)

(This happens at 4 PM sharp.)

Me: “Oh, hi! Melanie’s outside, but you can sign her out and then head around back to pick her up.”

Mom: “Okay.”

(Forty-five minutes later, all the kids come in from inside. I see Melanie.)

Me: “Melanie, didn’t your mom come yet?”

Melanie: “No?”

(Her mom comes in.)

Mom: “Melanie, come on let’s go.”

Me: “Um, she’s registered to leave at four, correct?”

Mom: “Yes.”

Me: “It’s four forty-five. You now owe us $225 in late fees.”

Mom: “What? No, I signed her out at four exactly. I wasn’t late!”

Me: “Well, just because you signed her out doesn’t mean you get free childcare for nearly an hour.”

Mom: “Well, I still had errands to run! What, do you expect me to take her with me to the grocery store? ”

Me: “Yes, actually. I’ll send you the bill, okay?”

Mom: “That’s insane! I was here! And what’s one more kid?! Are you really that lazy that you refuse to do your own job?”

Another mom: “Are you really such a b**** that you refuse to get your own kid on time? Seriously, if you can’t handle taking a kid to a grocery store you probably shouldn’t have kids.”

Mom: “You don’t even know what’s going on! They’re charging me $225 for being a few minutes late, even though I signed her out on time!”

Melanie: “Mommy, can we just leave now?”

Mom: “Shut up! If you weren’t such a bad kid, they wouldn’t mind watching you a little late and I wouldn’t be paying $225 because of your behavior!”

(At this point, Melanie begins to sob.)

Me: “It has nothing to do with your behavior, Melanie. In fact, you’re one of the best kids we have here. Sometimes parents run late and we have rules about it, okay? It’s not your fault.”

Mom: “I bet you tell all kids that to make their parents look bad! I didn’t do anything wrong! I was here on time”!

Me: “Ma’am, you left your kid here for 45 minutes. I won’t charge you for the time you’ve been yelling at me, but I’m not going to let you get off without paying. And for future reference, if you ever need to pick her up late, you can choose to pay a little extra and get her by 6 instead of trying to cheat the system and end up paying hundreds to get her at 5.”

Mom: “Fine. How much to get her at 6 today?”

Me: “Well it’s too late for that now. You need to let us know at least two days ahead of time so we have enough staff because we send some home at 4 depending on how many kids we have. So, you’ll have to pay the fees and next time get her at the time you agreed to.”

(This continues for more 10 minutes. Eventually she storms out. She ends up paying the fee, though.)