My darn daughter--she is a riot to hang with. I took her to run errands and then thought I would stop in my other job. She looooves to come to work with me and be my "helper". Of course she knows how to swipe my key card to enter the building and even which key on the ring opens the side door. As I give vaccines to the kids she stands next to me with gloves hanging on her hands and says to the shot recipient "now just relax, take a deep breath--good job" and puts on the bandaid after the poke. Today after roughly 3 minutes of work she declared we needed to take a "work break--we deserve it" and put her feet up on the desk like a cop in a movie.
She ate a snack with the residents and then gave them an unsolicited nutrition lesson and included how "organic is the way to go and apples are a better choice for a healthy body--duh." She ended her speech (I must quote 'cause it's just the way it went down) "ya never know when diabetes might strike." Oh ma lord.
It is pleasing when your offspring legitimately makes you laugh. This child kills me.
Worst Part of the Day-
Just before leaving work a resident told me she had a medical issue to discuss. I set Scarlet up with a coloring project and took the girl into my office to talk. After only a few moments, Scarlet burst in the door. I bent down to tell Scarlet that it will only be another minute and to go out and continue coloring. Scarlet said "I just wanted a hug." So we hugged and I gave her a kiss on the cheek and told her it would only be another minute. As Scarlet went back to coloring, I asked the resident to excuse the interruption and continue telling her concerns. At this point the resident started welling up and said "You are a good mom. I never had anyone bend down and talk to me the way you just did. I never had anyone interact with me the way you just did. I bet when your daughter is scared, she can call out your name and you come running and then she isn't scared. I never had that."
Though I know it is the truth in thousands of kids' lives, it is astounding to hear it first hand. It is the sad reminder of what is so basic and almost flippant in our home on a daily basis is not present even once in many of these kids' lives. How can they stand a fighting chance?
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