We have a lot to discuss.
And by “discuss” I mean I have a lot of yapping about myself to do…we’ll start on Monday…but right now I am a little irritated with myself. My licensor just called for attendance records for the month of July and it’s the ONLY month I don’t have. I don’t get it. Why would just that one month be gone? She asked for another month and those are all right where they should be. July is an important one though…I feel like I might have taken them out awhile back to make copies and (I thought) send them in to her, but they should still be here. I should have put them back in the attendance binder. Did you know as a daycare provider I’m required to keep all paperwork and child information for like a hundred years!?!
The thing I hate about not having all the correct paperwork is that it makes it look like I”m trying to hide something. One thing I have learned, and that my licensor had a good talk with me about during our last meeting, is the importance of having records and paperwork for everything. I can’t afford to lose any of that stuff because when it comes down to it, it’s the only thing I have to protect myself.
Sigh.
I hate losing stuff. I can’t operate. The only reason I can even sit down right now is because I have literally scavenged every possible nook and cranny it could be…and even now as I sit for a break I’m BLOGGING about it and STILL racking my brain.
Must. Find. Paperwork.
The plus side is that I belong to a food program that requires me to enter attendance daily as well. It keeps a thorough history and I printed out last July’s records and I feel a little better about that. I know they’re accurate. But my licensor likes to see parent signatures and those records lack in that department.
I don’t know where else they could be. There’s an attendance book…a daycare file cabinet…a messy shelf…my car…those are the only possible hiding spots. I would not have thrown attendance records out. Right? I don’t think I would have…unless they were hiding in a pile of other unimportant things…like birth certificates.
I will find them.
I. Will. Find. Them.
I’m going to take a nap first.
And I’m going to eat sushi with my husband.
And THEN I will find them dammit.