This is without doubt the weirdest first week on a job, that I have ever experienced. Strange is the word. Red flag here, red flag there, good day, bad day, weird day, no rosy honeymoon time with these folks. I'm just trying to put it together. What has happened before to loose this staff, and um excuse me, TWICE. We shall see.
My friend said she felt like selling her toddlers to the gypsies. I would've loved it myself, even when I was a little girl. My favorite dress up was a gypsy or a pirate,great fun, no costume in a box for those!
In honor of all frustrated mothers.
I will sing you a little song.
you must imagine the tune unless I find one on u tube.
Today is the day
we give babies away,
with a half a pound of tea,
so if you know any ladies
who want any babies,
just send them right over to me.
I mooned and I crooned
that little baby a tune
trying to get him to sleep.
And if he doesn't quit soon,
I'm going to hit him with the spoon,
and put him out of my misery.
I learned that in my Single Mothers Support Group it is the only thing I remember; besides finding out that all four year olds skip the wiping part of potty training.
Cheer up moms!