Who knows what “emergency clothes” are? Before daycare I would have assumed a hazmat suit would qualify. Now I know it’s the backup outfit for when your child makes some kind of ungodly mess at daycare. The last time it happened, Trixie had puked all over herself, and I think, maybe one of the teachers. (Are you supposed to send an apology gift for something like that? Just for the record, Hallmark does not make a “I’m sorry my child threw up on you” card.)
Yesterday, I picked Trixie up and she was decked out in orange. Our back-up clothes consist of Target Halloween department-wear that Trixie hasn’t quite grown out of — orange “The Thing” pants and an orange shirt with a kitty cat on it. We did not include the pumpkin. After thinking about it, I wish I had included her cape.
Even more so than being concerned about what had happened, I was embarrassed that I didn’t know in advance of picking her up. I hadn’t been watching the web-cams that morning, which isn’t that unusual. I don’t normally spend a lot of time viewing Trixie on the computer because it’s either insanely addictive or an exercise in total frustration.
The former because it’s like the Sims Toddlin’ Expansion Pack without the little green crystals floating above the avatars. All the tiny characters are either hungry or sleepy or have to go the bathroom. Social relationships form, grow, and break down. Add more toys to make everyone happy. The only difference is that everything is jerky and somewhat fish-eyed, instead of smoothly rendered in axiometric perfection.
If you aren’t lucky enough to find a happening scene, then you can waste a lot of time playing a futile game of search with the dozen plus cameras set up throughout the daycare. The problem is that the cameras don’t provide complete coverage, and since each video stream takes a few seconds to load, it can take a few minutes to search the daycare. By the time you’re done you might have missed an area. Plus, they could be outside, or in the password-restricted nursery area.
To avoid these two extremes, I don’t check in as much as you might expect, although I’m going to do more in the future. And as for what I didn’t see on camera yesterday? There’s a play oven set out on the playground that fills with water when it rains. She dumped it all over herself somehow. It would probably have been pretty refreshing if it weren’t 50 degrees outside.
The good news is that this incident solves a daycare mystery. Jenn and I already knew that Trixie is a little bit of a packrat and she likes to hide things when she discovers a good spot. The play oven is apparently a good spot. Trixie’s sippy cup, missing since last week, has been recovered.