I feel like that's what the ladies I work with, and myself should be called. We walk around with our rubber gloves like doctors preparing for the most intricate of surgeries. Days when there aren't potty pants are like days when you find washed money in the pocket of your favorite jeans.
Good times...
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Dear Sissy or Potty Pants Teacher Bub,
I just wanteed to let you know I am a fan of yours and that I also love you sosooo much my heart hurts for you. This is me Mimsy..
I miss you and Love you.. and also my way cool Son ...Hugs and Kisses to you.. How was school today? My new job is Super..
Talk to you soon.
Always,
Mimsical...
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