well, mama went back to work and boy did she and papa pick a daycare. okay, it wasn't their fault, really. the "head teacher" in my room really was sweet. i liked her, but everyone else was dopey. well, that's the only "bad" word mom will let me use. my first day was horrible. i was sad mom had to leave me, but i was okay being away from her for a bit. it was just that those daycare people didn't know what they were doing. they had no clue what i liked, so they just stuck me in one of those swings (and i don't even like that!). duh! how could you not tell i didn't like something. poor mom had to come and see me all blah at the end of the day and it made her cry. i felt bad, but i had to let her know somehow. daddy took me the secon
d day because mama just couldn't...she was still crying. well, that day mom told me "that was it." she went "shopping" for a new daycare right away. phew! i was so glad because those people gave me someone else's pacifer and i got the flu so bad on the afternoon of that third day...grandmama was watching me luckily though. mama didn't even go to school that night and stayed home the next day on her first week back. that next day, i came down with a cold and had that cold for two weeks! it was horrible. here's a picture mama took of me.
the good news is my new daycare is great! i do art stuff, like painting or coloring, every week and get to go outside every day if it's nice out.
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