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When You're a Mother, You...
Yep, that's totally the sign that I had hanging all over the daycare the past week.
Mason got a new really nice heavy weight zip up hooded sweatshirt two weeks ago. We use hoodies as coats. They allow him to safely buckle up (did you guys know that if the coat requires you to losen the car seat straps, you shouldn't be using it in the car seat?? It's not safe!) and this one was super warm because it was lined with that wooly fleecy stuff.
He wore it twice and then the third day, I went to pick him and it was gone. The daycare teacher said he didn't have it when they played outside that afternoon and no one had seen it all day. I was glad I had last year's winter coat in the trunk of my car otherwise he would have had to go home in the 40º temps with no coat! The sweatshirt going missing obviously was not the end of the world, I know that I've accidentally grabbed other kid's clothes before.
But the next morning, it was still gone. I started asking teachers and no one had heard anything or even knew the sweatshirt I was talking about. And the fact that it had disappeared well before pick-up seemed odd to everyone.
After a few days of asking teachers and everyone shrugging, I decided to take matters into my own hands and hang up signs.
They were up for several days and I started feeling a little bit silly. I meant to take them down last night but forgot.
This morning? His sweatshirt was waiting for him on his hook.
Part of me says it's stupid to care so much about a friggen sweatshirt, but it's the principle of the thing. Don't take (and keep) stuff that isn't yours. If you make a mistake, fixit sooner rather than later. Don't take a toddler's coat. I shouldn't have to worry about Mason's belongings at DAYCARE of all places.
I'm glad it's returned and that I no longer have to feel silly about my signs. I'm going to continue assuming that it got taken by mistake (and maybe thrown in their laundry, thus explaining the time it took to come back) and that all is well in the world.
Ahhh, the joys of motherhood they never tell you about.
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I picked Bryce up one day several months ago and he was missing a shoe. No one knew what happened to it. They found it the next day shoved in a toy. Gotta love one year olds!
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