Except I'm not a Mormon. I've seen many sides of this situation.
I looked after 4 neighbor kids besides my own two (the older two were in school most of the day) for a couple of years. I knew the parents and they knew me. It was comfortable for everyone. I didn't make a lot, but I didn't charge a lot. It paid for the extra groceries, the gas for driving everyone around in the minivan, and other incidental expenses. We went to the library on Tuesdays, everyone got to their respective nursery school classes, and we went out to an inexpensive sit-down restaurant once a week so they could learn how to act when a server came to the table because I thought it was important. We had a playroom downstairs with lots of toys and no TV in it. The kids had art supplies and science activities. We had a yard with climbing trees, a swing set, and a sandbox. My kids were friends with the kids I looked after. It was fun.
And then one day a woman I had never heard of called me up and said the school had referred her to me for daycare. "We need you to start tomorrow," she said. "Don't you want to see my house?" I asked. "Don't you want to meet me?" "No, why should I?" she said. "Because I won't take your child unless you do," I said.
That was the beginning of the end of my brief career in child care.
Sometimes it's the child care giver who is inadequate to the task. Sometimes it's the parent who is incautious in the pursuit of care. And sometimes it's just a poor match.
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I was the "wonderful Mormon mom" in my neighborhood.
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