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My career in transition part II: Stinky kids

Here's the thing...
Babysitting is clearly a glorious position to hold, everybody knows that...need I mention "under the table" again?
The problem is that not all children are cute and cuddly, although I plan to bear some of my own someday (like in 7 months, I'm kidding) that will possess both said qualities. Some children that you babysit, "you" meaning me, are actually not that cute and sometimes smell as well.

My set childcare gig, twenty-five hours a week thank you very much (bragging), includes two adorable little babes...thank God. The random "shifts" I'm picking up from time to time thanks to my Alma mater's "Job Board," do not. While my total obsessive compulsiveness (mostly in regards to clean surroundings) makes me want to burst into various adjectives on the topic, I will refrain, and stick with one: Stinky.

Okay two: Stinky and Dirty.

Ask any teaching professional I've worked with and they'll tell you I am one that could be described as "child-centered." However, child-taking-over-your-house, I am NOT. I mean really, when you can no longer see your kitchen counters due to bibs and animal crackers, I believe there is a problem. It's no wonder your kid is stinky, so is your house! I of course keep these thoughts to myself...only sharing with you and the world wide web.

In my humble and expert opinion your kid stinks for a few reasons. One: They are used to having total control (A conclusion I've come to since the focal point of your living room is now a Diaper Genie and 3-foot bookcase filled with "Maisy Mouse" books) which means they decide when and where they will wash their hands and take baths. I'm shaking my head as I write for those of you that like visuals. B: They are still in diapers at two and a half because you believe them when they say the potty scares them...for the non-childcare workers; mo' diapers=mo' stank. And Three: You, having succome to your child's every wish and command, don't leave the house often enough to realize your house SMELLS, the poor toddler has no choice but to be followed by the odorous environment.

While I'm not disgusted enough to deny the $40 I'll make while Stinky kid naps, I do find it necessary to rant about these unpar conditions.

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