I look at myself in the mirror and it ain't pretty.
G is standing at my doorway and she won't go away--
But then I suddenly remember, we have preschool today!
So I get the kids dressed, in the car 'fore 9 o'clock.
G's got a tutu on, but she forgot to wear socks.
We're at her classroom door -- soon, I'll get to leave;
Her teacher says "Hello" - I'm free! It's hard to believe.
What will I do today, tell me: where will I go?
Maybe a trip to Kohl's or Target -- G can't tell me no!
I'll go to Starbucks for a while, slowly drinking my chai tea.
Do you that sound? No whining! Cuz it's just the baby and me.
Back to home we go, I nurse Baby C in my lap.
When he's full of milk I lay us both back down for a nap.
Watching trashy primetime TV I DVR'd the night before --
Having G all day at preschool is like giving up chores!
I shower by myself -- ahhhh -- at last, I'm finally alone!
But as soon as I towel off I hear my cell phone.
"Can you come pick her up?" says the voice on the line.
"But why?" I ask. "I thought that she was doing just fine!"
"Well she was," says her teacher with a frustrated sigh.
"But now there's pee pee running down the length of her thigh."
When I pick her up she's crying, I guess that it ain't cool
To wet your pants on the third day of preschool.
In my daughter's defense, I took some artistic liberties with this poem. It turns out it wasn't pee pee on her pants; upon further inspection at home, I discovered it was just water; she'd apparently decided to play in the sink in the bathroom after going pee pee, hence the confusion.
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Cute poem! Too bad you had to go get her to discover that it is only water.
Haha! Very clever! :) And how funny, I wake up in the morning feeling like P. Diddy, too!
Hope the weather treats you well tomorrow for your trip to the fair!
Thankfully it was only water, but I don't understand why her preschool doesn't just have extra panties and clothes for her. If so they could change her themselves. That's what my son's preschool did the few times he had an accident. I just think it is kind of crazy they want you to pick her up for some messy clothes. Next time you drop her off bring a couple extra outfits and panties you don't care too much about and let them know they can change her next time so you don't have to rush to pick her up.
DJ Jazzy E
I love it!!!
That's classic. They don't have you keep an extra set of clothes at school for this? J spilled OJ on his pants a week ago & I only found out when I picked him up.
I was so confused on why they only changed his pants (not his underwear), until J explained he spilled his juice.
That poem is perfect! And isn't it great when it just the baby and you knowing the older one/s is/are being cared for!
Cute remix! I had fun reading it :-) I hope the fair was great!