Ok. I've got an ethical dilemma.
Harrison goes to a phenomenal pre-school. He's learning to read, he has loving, involved teachers who are tolerant, and he is HAPPY. His classroom environment is cheerful and bright. They have fun, yet structured, activities and he is thriving!
Ella goes to a not-so-phenomenal pre-school. She is not learning to read, in fact she isn't even being introduced to the alphabet. Her teacher is, well, I don't really know much about her teacher. Today, in fact, is her teacher's first day. This is teacher number FOUR. What I'm saying is that since last August, she has had three other lead teachers in her room. Her most recent teacher was pretty good, but decided she couldn't handle it here and fled back to California. Ella's classroom environment has gotten brighter and more cheerful, but it doesn't have windows and that REALLY bugs me. She does like her school, though, and seems happy.
So - back to the dilemma - Harrison's pre-school Wonderful Director just called me to let me know that there is a space available for Ella in his school. What dilemma, you ask? What could be better than getting her into this amazing place? Nothing, but she has to be potty trained and she's not.
My head was spinning during the conversation with Wonderful Director. How can we afford her to start right now? (We have to give four weeks notice at Ella's school and with our current financial situation it will be pretty hard to pay a third daycare payment this month.) How can I negotiate a learning curve clause into this?
I casually mentioned my two concerns to Wonderful Director and she was very understanding. She agreed to hold the coveted spot for two weeks. (We can probably sell plasma to cover the difference.) She was understanding until I asked about leniency. "So" I said, "when you say potty trained...ummm...is that 70% potty trained or closer to 95% potty trained?" I actually said this. To Wonderful Director. Out loud. She hesitated. Probably because she couldn't believe I said something that stupid. Out loud. "95%" was her response, followed by this question that almost made me laugh LOUDLY, "Is she having lots of accident-free days?" I had little time to think through this question, so I just sputtered out an honest, "No." I then babbled on about how she got out of the tub last night to pee and how I was going to really get on her this weekend when we go out of town with Beth and her family. (Beth is completely behind this and promises wise Pee Jar strategies for me to use on Ella.)
Wonderful Director listened politely to my incessant spewing, but with this calm silence that really said to me - "Get your kid in underwear or she can't come here!"
Do you think a Pull-up can hold a day's worth of pee?