Last night was Brandon’s turn to take home Curious the Crocodile, which is their pet mascot in class. He had rules, Curious could not take a bath, because if he got wet he would “grow bigger then your house and get mean,” and he could not eat people food. We were given a binder that was Curious’ journal and told to fill it out with what we did. We took tons of pictures of Curious, glued them on all cute wrote some funny stuff and then Brandon wrote his name and drew some pictures. Two of the photos were of Curious helping bake cookies. I figured, since he helped make them we should take them to school today. When Rob picked up Brandon the teacher told him that she was thrilled with our page in the book. That it was exactly what she hoped parents would do (other pages just had some scribbles and a short entry that wasn’t very exciting but we had pictures and cookies.) She then proceeded to tell Rob that in her opinion we were parents of the year for how involved we were and for bringing the cookies as an interaction for Brandons share time with Curious.
HA!!! SOMETIMES IT PAYS TO BE A BROWN NOSER.
I would be lying if I said that I didn’t immediately think “I TOTALLY WIN AT THIS DAYCARE SHIT!!!”