Day Care Stories Novels & Stories

At the daycare, surrounded by mother wolves, I was the only human, subjected to their scrutinizing glances. “Why is there a human here?” one werewolf mom asked her friend. I tried to ignore it. “Oh, maybe she's a nanny. ” “Oh, you guys don't know? She has a werewolf baby.” I didn’t care about the mother wolves' opinions. Waiting for Chloe to finish her day at daycare was all that mattered to me. I could almost hear time passing, children packing up their crayons, books, and small toys. As they walked out of the classroom under the teacher's gentle instructions, they ran toward the daycare gates.

She felt like she was being spied on by the world’s worst spy. The reason they had dinner early was so they could take on whatever the guys brought home with them. This meant David spent a little more time at daycare, but he wasn’t exposed to some of the nastier conversations. There was plenty of time for him to learn to be an Alpha, but right now he was a toddler and should get to be a kid for a while longer. Leaving the elevator, Melody entered the daycare. Inside the bright and colourful location, she picked up David with no difficulty.

The dog next door barking. Everything was hilarious to her. She rolled from back to tummy. Got stuck. Screamed until I flipped her back. Then immediately rolled again. Babies were idiots. Adorable idiots. --- My return to work was three weeks away. December 1st. Marked on the calendar. Looming. I'd secured a spot at Little Sprouts Daycare. The acceptable one. Four-to-one ratio. Experience with preemies. We'd done a trial day last week. Two hours.

"I remember those days. It gets easier, I promise." Alice hoped she was right. Their first stop was Happy Horizons Daycare, a cheery-looking building with a rainbow painted on the side. Alice took a deep breath before entering, Charlie balanced on her hip. The inside was bright and colorful, with soft play areas for babies and toddlers. The sound of children's laughter and gentle lullabies filled the air. A friendly-looking woman with curly hair approached them. "Hi there! I'm Sarah. Welcome to Happy Horizons. And who's this little cutie?"

Dmitri asked. "As if we weren’t running late already, now you get to wrestle the little cat in your backseat and try to put her shoes back on, for the nth time of the day," Dmitri said as he helped Melody out of the car to walk into the hotel. Melody had so many stories to share with her parents about the activities that happened during the day in the daycare. "Melody has been on fire recently, and I wish I could freeze her at this age ! Children don’t have any filters at this innocent stage, " Dmitri said.

[SFX: ST. AUGUSTINE’S DAYCARE. 8:12 AM MONDAY. THEN ALEX LAUGHING. THEN ENVELOPE.] Alex loved daycare. Mrs. Rodriguez’s cousin ran it out of her house. Six kids. All under two. Toys everywhere. Floor mats. Goldfish crackers. Adrian did the drop-off. I did pick-up at 2 PM after my shift. He didn’t cry anymore when Adrian left. He waved. “Dada,” he said. Then went for the blocks.

She seemed just as frustrated as I was to hear that Cameron had spent most of the afternoon and evening playing some mafia war game on PlayStation. Dad seemed even more frustrated and vowed to have a conversation with my brother explaining ‘the importance of self control’ and how inaccurate those games were. I hoped I could be home for the conversation. *** There were fewer kids than I expected at daycare, and I couldn’t help wondering where some of them were. However, when it hit lunch, I didn’t really care so much anymore. I was a bit overwhelmed trying to get everyone settled in for their lunch and naps. Once everyone was cleaned up and I managed to put away all the trash and wipe the tab

Brenda, from the Gandalf project was rolling over with me to the new project, but Karen wouldn't be on this one - no graphic design on this - straight software utility. When I walked in the door, I found Beth, Debbie, and another girl seated in the living room, drinking frozen Margaritas. They were discussing opening a day care operation, and were getting loud. I could hear the kids playing upstairs. A full house. "Hi Jack." Beth called out shortly after I walked in. "This is Amie. I don't think you've met. She works with me. She'd love to work with us in our new day care center."

[Alice’s POV] I walked into the kitchen this morning and found it waiting for me on the island marble countertop. A pink cardstock flyer, tucked neatly under Camilla’s backpack. It had that crisp, pretentious finish, typical of Santa Monica private schools. [FAMILY DAY – PARENTS & GUARDIANS WELCOME] Friday Morning: Field Day, Family Picnic, and Portraits I stared at the date for two seconds, my heart skipping a beat. No!

He then gave me a copy of the two novels and put the originals back in my bag. After chatting about light things for a while, I said goodbye to Dwight. I had to buy story books for the twins, as Wendy had reminded me earlier. I was happy because the reading, writing, and arithmetic course next to the daycare in my apartment was quite active. They diligently held events that children liked as a break from studying and the day after tomorrow they would hold a world fairy tale reading competition. The twins were very enthusiastic about waiting for the event and they even invited Noreen to join too.