You can’t take a Dalmation into the pool

August 24, 2008 by Barbara.

We had thunder and lightning and heavy rain Monday afternoon and so the kids missed their outside time. Think “arsenic hour” at home times 32 kids who usually burn off their energy in a large play yard. When I got to daycare, one of the teachers was painting the kids’ faces. Reid’s face was white with black splotches. She told me that it was a “fire dog” but I could see a bit of Fu Manchu also. Still, I agreed that she was a cute Dalmation because she was.

We got surprisingly few comments about Reid’s face while we were eating our supper in the viewing area of the complex. I tried to convince Reid to knock on the glass and show her face to her teacher but Reid was too shy. She wasn’t too shy to give me puppy lick-kisses (yech) or puppy cuddles and she did respond when I said, “Sit, Puppy. Eat, Puppy.” Fortunately puppies like cheddar cheese, hummous and herb crackers just as much as little girls named Reid do. In fact, this particular puppy also liked Clementine oranges and apple sauce. (What’s with Clementines being available in July - oops, August - anyway. I remember in the olden days they we available in November and December only.) I put together a good supper last night, if I do say so myself, although a beverage of some sort would have added to the spread.

Once we got to the change room, I told Reid that we needed to wash her face paint off. She asked why she couldn’t get into the pool as she was and I said that her teacher would say, “Out, out, spotted dog.” The other ladies in the change room laughed but Reid wasn’t impressed. I’ll have to remember this story until Reid takes MacBeth in high school.

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