Gincy and I knew we were in a "different" place a couple of months ago when we were required to attend a new parent orientation for Max's new child care center. As it turned out, it was an hour and a half orientation! Now, Gincy and I feel like Max was in a great child care/learning center in Kingsport -- but an hour and a half orientation?
During that orientation, it was explained to us that this palce (we'll leave it unnammed, even though we are very impressed) strived for excellence. If the ozone alert was too high ... well then the students would not go outside. No more "less than nutritious" lunches and snacks ... only the best.
BIT: The "best" hit me the other day when I received the email notification that the scheduled menu had to be changed. It seems that the regular menu selection for the day did not arrive. The talapia that had been order did not arrive on the morning delivery!@!? Therefore, it was necessary to make a substitution .... Max (our three-year-old) would be served fish sticks ... gasp!!! instead of the scheduled talapia.
I wanted to replay to this email notification that I insisted that the next time this occured that stuffed crab should be the substitute! Where do they think we live ... Farragut?
