Our awesome daycare owner(s) chased down the only parent who did not return Saturday's calls (three calls) when the parent surfaced on Monday morning. The parent's reaction?
'Oh yeah, I have that. My husband picked it up by accident. You know....men.'
Actually, no. I don't know. My man and every other man I know would not have wanted a child to go without his costume on Halloween night. The costume was unceremoniously dropped off without an apology, a bottle of 'I'm so sorry' wine or an offer to reimburse Mike and I for the cost to replace it. Just a nonchalant, 'Yeah, I have it.'. The circumstances surrounding its disappearance continue to be very suspect..... The daycare is insisting that they reimburse us, but I maintain that it is not their place to take any blame.
Given this reaction, I am no longer holding my breath for the apology that won't be coming.
No new pictures of H. Mike is away in Boston and I am tired (the continuous night time peeing is wearing me down)! I had my 29 week check up this morning, survived the blood-letting and passed the glucose screening with flying colors. I also managed to score an H1N1 vaccination.
Here is one of my favorite 'phone' pictures of him at Marbles Kids Museum.
And I found this alien in the dryer on Sunday.....I guess we're beginning the shenanigans phase of toddlerhood.