If you asked him what we were doing while he was at daycare, his answer back then was straightforward: “Daddy working. Mommy pee-pee.”
Browsing Category Preschool
Mark in daycare, 2014-2016.
The Daycare Potluck, My New Cultural Minefield
I wish the world didn’t assume that French were gastronomic demigods. Ah, I know! Croque-monsieurs. I can totally make that.
Finding Good Books for Toddlers is Harder Than It Seems
We all agree that “C” is for “car”, and “D” is for “dog”, but conventional wisdom is lost again at “E”, which isn’t for “elephant” or “ear” but “egg”.
Black Hole (A Wet One)
One minute, I’m saving the world, adding commas and hyphenating compound adjectives, and next thing you know, I’m trying to remember whether the daycare centre’s door opens after typing *1234 or *4321.
Keep Wicked Calm and Carry the Hell On – The Terrible Twos
Until a few weeks ago, Mark only had a mild case of the famous “terrible twos”. But now, he morphed into Keith Richards at the high of his drug-fueled years.
Did He Just Say That Out Loud?
Kids say weird things at weird times. I find it very entertaining… and occasionally embarassing.