Shawn stumbled onto the stage where Lydia grabbed him by the shoulders.“Shawn! What’s the matter? What are you saying?” Lydia sounded alarmed.“Sabotage….sabotoge….” Shawn sputtered as he tried to catch his breath.I felt a tug on my t-shirt. I looked over at daughter number two. She looked confused and slightly horrified.“Mummy?! What is ‘sab a tosh’?”…

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Lydia stopped by at the end of lunch and asked if I would make the clean hands announcement. I agreed. I had to admit that making the announcement was becoming one of my favorite activities.Lydia took the stage and held her hand high. The noise level in the dining hall quickly dropped to almost complete…

Muddy, Angus, and Lydia were chilling back at the staff picnic table when I returned with my son in tow. They gave me their tallies for the clean hands and I took a mental note. Source “I actually noticed that some of the kids used soap and water!” Lydia told me excitedly. Muddy and Angus…

I had a “long” shower. Meaning five pumps of the shower valve. I know! I know! We were only supposed to use two pumps. It was scandalous! But, in my defense, the first two pumps didn’t count cuz the water was iceberg cold so I couldn’t even get under the shower head until the third…

After removing the rusty nail I tromped back upstairs and went directly to the health office. I needed a thermometer to check on Ted. He was still asleep. I gently shook his shoulder to waken him. “What’s new Ted? Feeling feverish?”“Not really.”“Still nauseated?”“Nope.”“Good! Are you hungry?”“Nope. Not hungry.”“Could you at least try sipping some water?”“I can…