My dearest boy,
Please keep your hands to yourself at daycare from now on.
Otherwise I will be forced to send you there in a Hazmat suit.
I know I said you should share, but I was really referring to toys and not germs.
Screaming, crying and flailing does not help me get the eye drops in your eyes.
No I will not buy you a red Mustang with white stripes if you cooperate.
Yes that was a bad word mommy said earlier while you were flailing and screaming.
Please do not repeat it at daycare next week.
Thank you,
Your loving mother.
3 comments:
oh no! I can totally relate to how hard it is to get drops in the eyes of a child who is flailing around...not fun! Mara got sand in her eyes last week and trying to get saline in her eyes to rinse them...torture for all of us.
oh my word....I'm totally trying not to laugh, but I can't help it. this cracked me up. Daycare is just the BEST!
hugs!
I can't tell you how many vulgar words Baby Puppy has learned during the administration of medication!
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