Found this post from December 13th, 2008. I had been working at the daycare for about a month and had just started nannying for the family I just said goodbye to. Here’s a little story about dogs, poop, and the joys of being a childcare worker!
So I was watching children today and I’ve been helping to potty train this little boy. He’ll pee in his potty, but that’s it. So I was watching him and he’s playing on the computer in the other room. I frequently poke my head in and asked him if he needs to use the potty but he just replies “nodankou!” I put his little brother down for a nap and decided I should check on the other boy again. I walk in and ask if he has to use the potty and he says yes! Oh yay, I am thrilled!
…
*sniff*
I think what he meant was that he already went? He gets up from his chair and I take one look at his pants.
Ugh.
So I take him upstairs to the changing area of the home and tell him to stay standing. I didn’t want to just leave poopy clothes in the poor family’s hamper so I decided to go get a bag. I told the boy to wait right there and not move (something he’s perfectly capable of doing). I get halfway up the stairs and he’s relocated to the top of the stairs, pants down, laying on his stomach. He mumbled something about laying down to help me. While adorable, caused much more mess. Because he pulled his pants down it got all over his legs. But then I look at the carpet and see poop all over the carpet. He had it on his socks! I have no idea how it got onto his socks, and there was quite a large amount on them.
I tell him to get up and walk back to the changing station. We undress him and I decide this will be easier if he leans over a chair.
Now let’s pause this story to add a little detail.
This family has a dog. Very old, very obnoxious. It follows you everywhere and doesn’t care what you’re doing-it will sit on you. Oh, you’re holding a baby? That’s okay! I’ll just sit on the baby too! I hate this dog. It does nothing but get in the way.
Let’s resume the story now, shall we?
So I’m wiping off the kid. He’s got poop all over his back and butt. Yeah, it’s messy but I don’t mind it too much. All in a days work.
But wait, why did I bring up the dog?
Guess who comes up and decides they’re going to be loveydovey? That’s right, the dog. I stand up to get another wipe, turn back around towards the kid, and see the dog. Oh so delightfully licking the kids butt.
EW.
Now the boy has this look on his face like “no no doggy, please stop licking me” which made me glad that he didn’t freak out or something. (I would freak out if a dog started licking my ass! Um, excuse me? NO.) So I’m trying to push this dog away and it does not care. I shove it (fairly hard) after a while and it won’t go away! So gross and so annoying!!! Finally I push it and get in it’s way too much. The dog started sniffing around and realized it could just lick the carpet. Um, yay?
So that was my eventful story. I’m doing quite well today. I’m getting a cold which makes this the 4th sickness I’ve gotten since working at the daycare. Erg. I’ve only been working there a month! Gee I love kids 
