Carpe Diem

Pittsburgh:
No job yet...soon. I keep saying that hopefully one day it will be a reality. SOON. In the meantime:

My days consist of preparing meals, and coercing children to get ready for the day amongst that is brushing the teeth, to be obedient or nice to each other. A shorter version of my explanation as to why they should brush their teeth went something like this:
Thomasin:'I don't want to brush my teeth. I don't like tooth paste.'

Simone: 'Well you need to brush your teeth'

Thomasin: 'Why?'

Simone:'Well after you eat food if you don't brush your teeth bugs build up on your teeth and make your teeth rot.'

Thomasin: 'What is rot?'

Simone: 'You know the compost in the backyard with all the vegetable peelings that are breaking down and decomposing after sitting there for a long time? Well that is rotting.'

Thomasin: 'Oh.'

Simone: 'Your teeth will get eaten by the bugs, and rot. Your teeth and mouth will began to hurt and all your pretty teeth will fall out.'

Since then I just need to remind them of the bugs in their teeth and Thomasin isn't as reluctant to brush her teeth.




Sticky hands, dirty faces, Peanut butter sandwiches, craft activities, glue, crayons, picture books, story time, go fish, dress up, store, house, leaking poopy diapers, crying children, and a frequently harassed immune system.




Josh remarked bitter sweetly after a chaotic evening with the children, "It is kinda like 'Ground hog's Day.' You wake up the next day and do the same thing over again.