"And little 'JAKEY-POO' just devoured a fucking GLUESTICK."
(Whispered into my cell phone inside the storage closet, trying to fight back tears....)
Needless to say, work has been a little stressful as of late. I never thought that a 4-year-old would reduce me to tears, but it happened. It wasn't just him, but a couple of co-workers that have been getting on my nerves. So much hypocrisy goes on right in front of my eyes, and I’m supposed to act like I don’t care.
I am so damn glad Katie F. is back from Europe. Engaged, possibly knocked up, and with an armload of foreign candy for us. The classroom sort of fell apart without her. Nicole and I followed the routine, but something didn't feel right. And one of the kids' parents bitched at Katie on her first day back. Poor girl had barely been back at work for an hour and she had to hear some woman complain that her son wasn't "challenged" enough. He's "bored with the curriculum." It's preschool! He's just over a month away from entering kindergarten, what are we supposed to do until then? Give him a lesson on Trigonometry?
Katie and I are ordering reusable grocery totes. This is the one I'm getting!
Who's seeing HP5 tonight? Pretty sure I am. I can't wait.