Poems for Providers


Creed for My Business

When it comes to the children,
my job is to create enough
"DAILY" HAPPY MEMORIES
and deposit them into our children's
life bank account so they can
withdraw at anytime w/o penalty!

By Rebecca Bellamy

Reasons I STAY in Daycare

One day with a little child is worth a ZILLION with a crabby, badmouthed, boss at the bank!!

I make my own hours, choose my own clients and set my own pay.

I pay way less taxes and often save my husband tax money. Who else deducts the light bill, water bill, garbage bill, interest on house, cable bill, cell phone bill, 2nd phone line on their taxes.

I am home when my 10 year old runs in with a crumpled ribbon from the class spelling bee.

I am home when my 13 year old brings home a muddy puppy that "followed" him home.

I am home when my 17 year old and his friends are hanging around a Nintendo in the basement instead of a water bong.

I can run a load of laundry, run a preschool program, answer my email, drink a cup of coffee and still be doing my JOB!!

Yes, the hours are long, Yes the pay direct to me is often low (if figured that way.) But I recently turned down an executive position, suit wearing, beeper caring JOB which would pay $30,000 a year to do what I do. MAKE A DIFFERENCE ...in the lives of each child I care for and MY OWN.

Provider Who Lived in a Shoe

There was a provider who lived in a shoe
but being professional, she knew just what to do.
She made best use of the space she could spare,
and set up her home for family childcare.

She registered with the state, called USDA,
Checked in with her R&R the very next day.
She knew she would need help in her situation;
the answer was joining a provider association.

She took CPR and First Aid Classes too,
and brushed up on all the things kids like to do.
She advertised, interviewed, contracted, and then
She counted the kids carefully--no more than ten.

She fed them good foods and recorded it too,
She potty-trained Jake; helped Mark tie his shoe.
Collected art items and made a new batch of clay
and cut out cute pictures for a new theme's display.

She diapered, she bandaged, and she wiped every nose.
She comforted Tim when Sue stepped on his toes.
She cooked and she washed, scrubbing floors, scraping glue
She recorded attendance; did her bookkeeping, too.

She wrote parents notes home 'bout the kids in her care,
Anecdotes and concerns that they'd want to share.
She read to the children while they sit in her lap
and she sang to them softly when they started to nap.

She called a provider who was feeling depressed,
She spoon-fed the baby, then got him redressed.
She picked up and dusted when they went out the door,
She updated records, picked up toys and mopped the floor.

She started the laundry, checked the mail, made a list
of the groceries she needed and the chores that she'd missed.
She collapsed in a chair and put up her feet,
then in came her family wanting something to eat.

She fed them all quickly, heard their stories, gave them hugs,
Then she rapidly washed up all the dished and mugs.
As the family retired at the end of the day
She got out some books to study for her CDA.

She reflects on her day, in her eye there's a gleam,
for this provider is developing pride and esteem.
She works a long day and the pay isn't fair,
but the kids that she works with get quality care.

Their parent's commute to their work sites each day,
Concerns about childcare aren't in their way.
They are free to produce at a marvelous rate,
which benefits business all over the state.

If you live in a big house or even a shoe,
Great is the work a provider can do.
Be proud, stand up tall, wear a smile on your face,
you are helping tomorrow be a much better place.

~Sandi Dean

22 Reasons to do Child Care

1. You don't have to fight 5:00 traffic.

2. You don't have to worry about your boss getting mad because you missed a deadline.

3. The cafeteria always has your favorite foods.

4. You can wear shorts or jeans to work every day if you want to.

5. You can go barefooted if you want to.

6. You don't have to sit at a desk all day. You can get up and down and move around whenever you want to.

7. You don't have to ask someone if you can go to the bathroom or go get something to drink.

8. You can go outside whenever you want to.

9. It's okay for the people you work around to hug you and kiss you and tell you they love you all day long.

10. If your children call because they forgot something or need something you don't have to deal with a boss just to take care of it.

11. You know all the latest in kids songs, fashions, sayings and health issues. Which is only helpful and amazing to the person you're standing next to in line at the grocery store and they're holding their first child...they'll be amazed at how much you know. LOL

12. You usually know more than the people you work around. You will notice I didn't say smarter...it's just that we've been here longer so life's experiences have taught us a lot. If it was boiled down to year for year the odds are we may be losing some ground in the smarter than department!!!! LOL

13. NAP TIME!!!!!!!

14. No one gets onto us for answering our email.

15. We can take personal calls without getting in trouble.

16. When we are having a bad day no one says, "Well what's wrong with you? PMS?"

17. We can pass gas without having to light a match!!!! I know...GROSS...but true!!! =o)

18. Don't have to put up with all of the office politics!!!

19.I get paid to play with play doh and finger paint.

20.We hold all our office meetings at the zoo and the park. LOL

21. You can actually eat with your fingers and enjoy it.

22. You don't have to drive to your job in the snow and ice!

~author unknown

Ode to Day Care

        Little children come to me for hugs and books and such
        I care for all their simple needs and I also fix them lunch.
        I pick up toys, I mop their spills and often dry their tears.
        I change their diapers, settle fights, and kiss away their tears
        I tie their shoes, I button coats and push them on the swing.
        I really love these kids you see but there is just one more thing
        Call me Mom or Aunt or Florence, and those names just might fit.
        But please don't call me S ITTER because I never get to SIT!

        ~author unknown

Definition of a Child Care Provider

Child Care Pro-vi-der (child'kâr prõ vid'er)n. chef, baker, janitor, sock and shoe finder, coat buttoner, boot fitter, bottle washer, grocery shopper, diaper changer, protector, dish washer, nose wiper, vegetable pusher, floor sweeper, waiter, story teller, playground attendant, PE teacher, activity director, driver, zoo keeper, inspector, aerobics instructor, tutor, entertainer, therapist, manager, derby instructor, performer, bookkeeper, self-esteem builder, teacher, helper, well wisher, nurse, traffic controller, noise controller, life saver, thinker, problem solver, engineer, designer, counselor, safety instructor, arbitrator, creator, inventor, companion, musician, historian, technician, dietitian, athlete, beautician, fire marshall, analyst, artist, dentist, scientist, biologist, technologist, accountant, manicurist, receptionist, environmentalist, pharmacist, hygienist, speech therapist, reader, builder, informer, composer, supervisor, author, navigator, peacemaker, friend. . . . . . .

~author unknown

Touching The Future

I don't wear power suits,
make speeches,
or drive a fancy sports car.
I've never talked on a car phone,
made a big sale,
or been elected to the Senate.
I don't "do lunch",
have a big impressive office
or carry a beeper.
I spend my days wiping away tears,
giving hugs,
and serving chicken nuggets.
A good day is when I go through a whole day
without a temper tantrum, bite mark
or a toilet training accident.
My "office" is a room full of brightly colored toys
and laughing children.
You may not think that what I do is very important
and you may even whisper behind my back
"What a waste of a good mind."
But I know better.
I make a difference
because I'm changing the world
one child at a time.
Everyday I'm getting the once in a lifetime chance
to touch the future.
I'm proud to say "I'm a child care provider".

~ by Marti Doyle

The Licensing Game

1. Orientation
2. Start
3. Send in application
4. Call licensor because of no repsonse to application
5. Application lost, return to START.
6. While crawling around measuring floor space, your back gives out, lose 1 turn.
7. First home visit
8. Your kids act up in front of licensor, GO BACK 1
9. Licensor finds beer in your fridge-offer her one
10. Your fridge temp is 43. Licenser makes you buy new one
11. Extra paperwork, LOSE 1 TURN
12. Argue with licensor over where to put dieffenbachia
13. READ RULE. Remain here til you understand it
14. Find thermometer licensor left in fridge, GO FORWARD 1
15. Working on your policy, LOSE A WEEKEND (and sleep)
16. Counting your toys and equipment, LOSE 1 TURN
17. You try to fit a bright red fire extinguisher into your pastel blue kitchen
18. Your daughter refuses to give up her pet chicken. Apply for variance, WAIT 2 TURNS
19. You remove your double-key deadbolt lock, next day a burglar steals your computer.
20. A reference letter got lost, GO BACK 1
21. Visit 11 stores trying to find a 2 3/8" diameter sphere to check your crib.
22. Your husband objects when you practice unlocking the bathroom door while he is showering.
23. Wait for fire inspection. LOSE 2 TURNS
24. Police confuse your name with that of public enemy #1 SPEND WEEKEND WITH FBI
25. Learn from police report your husband has a hidden past. File for divorce.
26. Licensor objects to your substituting maple syrup for Ipecac syrup.
27. Second home visit.
28. Fire Marshal come. YOU PASS! GO FORWARD 2 spaces
29. Spring thaw. Licensor finds ditch drain in back yard. Requires fence. LOSE 1 TURN
30. Licensor says it won't be long now.
31. Computer rejects your name, GO BACK 2
32. First run-in with unreasonable parent, Cry all night
33. You don't understand how may children you may have LOSE 1 TURN
34. You spot your licensor in Target during working hours. GO FORWARD 3 AND TAKE ANOTHER TURN
35. License comes, is incorrect, GO BACK 2
36. Take eight children to the park, come back with 7 PANIC
37. Parents pay bonus for potty training! FAINT
38. Receive letter from licensor saying you're recommended for licensure. GO FORWARD 1
39. Receive 1st Food program check. CELEBRATE
40. Drop-in complaint. If you have too many children, GO BACK 1, if not GO FORWARD 2
41. Call licensor with problem. Not at desk, will call you back.
42. Ditto
43. Ditto
44. Licensor calls bu by now problem has solved itself
45. Tax laws change, You are paralyzed with shock. LOSE 2 TURNS
46. Drop in visit. If your hair is in curlers, GO BACK 1, if not GO FORWARD 1
47. Your child shoots licensor with water gun. Pretend notto notice.
48. Relicensing due! No training, GO BACK 1
49. Boring training session, fall asleep. LOSE 1 TURN
50. Neighbor calls you a babysitter. Punch him in the nose.
51. Relicensing. RETURN TO START!

~author unknown

Provider's Poem

        I greet the kids at seven-ten, give them breakfast and settle in.
        Justin's learning ABC's, Tyler don't eat crayons please.
        Someone's knocking at the door, Amy please don't paint the floor!
        Let's have lunch and then clean up. Kenny, please don't tip your cup.
        Baby Kierstin's on my lap, story-time and then a nap.
        Have our snack, then go outside. No Jessi, squirrels can't give you horsey-rides.
        Five-thirty, the moms are here, collect the coats and all your gear.
        Want to see me throw a fit? Tell me I just "baby-sit"!

        ~author unknown

The Childcare Provider

Although I'm not their mother,
I care for them each day.
I cuddle, sing, and read to them,
And watch them as they play.

I see each new accomplishment,
and help them grow and learn,
I understand their language,
and I listen with concern.

They come to me for comfort,
And I kiss away their tears.
They proudly show their work to me,
I give the loudest cheers!

No, I am not their mother,
But my role is just as strong.
I nurture them and keep them safe,
Though maybe not for long.

I know someday the time may come,
When we will have to part,
But I know each child I've cared for
Is forever in my heart!

~author unknown

Childcare Definition: Childcare Provider

(child’ ker pro vid’er) n

A person who supplies for, and makes themselves available for, the care of an infant, or boy/girl before the age of puberty.

Other definitions may include, but are not limited to: A person who changes diapers, washes bottles and wipes noses. Will sing, dance and entertain, even when no talent is possessed. Is willing to referee games, activities and frequent disagreements. Is a wonderful storyteller, party planner, and game player. Is not afraid to pick up a frog, worm or an occasional spider. Can tie a hat, shoe or boot with her eyes closed. Is a nurse, comforter, and hugger. A friend and playmate. Always a protector, rarely a crab…

~author unknown

Childcare Definition: School-age child

(skool aj child) n

A child who attends a regular session of teaching or formal education.

Other definitions may include, but are not limited to: A child who suddenly knows it all. Has mastered all cups and glasses so drinks directly from the milk carton. Wears bigger shoes than most adults. Can be mildly annoying. Aim in the bathroom has improved, but very little. Can eat you out of house and home. Will argue until they are blue in the face. Are growing so fast it is hard to believe. Can be helpful and sweet, but it’s usually when they want something.

~author unknown

Childcare Definition: Infant

(in’fent) n.

A very young child, baby, in a very early stage.

Other definitions may include, but are not limited to: sweet smelling bundle of joy, wears cute little socks and booties that never stay on. Can produce 10 times what they drink in dirty diapers. Cry only when they are wet, tired, hungry, or when they just plain feel like it. Rolls and crawls, babbles and coos, tend to burp up only when you’re wearing nice clothes. Will chew on anything, but prefers YOUR finger. Has the cutest giggle in all the world and will steal your heart if you let them.

~author unknown

The Daycare Provider

Although I'm not their mother,
I care for them each day.
I cuddle, sing, and read to them,
And watch them as they play.
I see each new accomplishment,
and help them grow and learn,
I understand their language,
and I listen with concern.
They come to me for comfort,
And I kiss away their tears.
They proudly show their work to me,
I give the loudest cheers!
No, I am not their mother,
But my role is just as strong.
I nurture them and keep them safe,
Though maybe not for long.
I know someday the time may come,
When we will have to part,
But I know each child I've cared for
Is forever in my heart!!!!!!!

~author unknown

They Will Remember

            I take care of your children.
            I love them.
            I teach them.
            I clean them, and I feed them.
            And when nighttime comes,
            my heart worries about them
            I take care of your children.
            I see their first steps.
            I hear their first words.
            I share their happiness, and
            I feel their hurts.
            I take care of your children,
            as if they were my own.
            And when they are grown, and
            no longer need me,
            My love will be a part of them
            deep within the heart of them.
            They will know that I was there for them
            unconditionally.

            And they will remember!

            by Eileen Koscho

A Hundred Years

A hundred years from now it will not matter what my bank account was, the sort of house I lived in, or the kind of car I drove ... but the world may be different because I was important in the life of a child.

~author unknown

Poem For Childcare Providers

          There was a provider who lived in a shoe
          But being professional, she knew what to do.
          She made best use of the space she could spare
          and set up her home for family child care.

          She registered with the state, called USDA,
          Checked in with her R & R the very next day.
          She knew she would need help in her situation,
          The answer was joining a provider association.

          She took CPR and First Aid classes, too
          and brushed up on all the things kids like to do.
          She advertised, interviewed, contracted and then
          She counted the kids carefully--no more than ten.

          She fed them good foods and recorded it too.
          She potty trained Jake, helped Mark tie his shoe.
          Collected art items and made a new batch of clay
          and cut out cute pictures for a new theme's display.

          She diapered, she bandaged, she wiped every nose,
          She comforted Tim when Sue stepped on his toes.
          She cooked and she washed, scrubbing floors, scraping glue.
          She recorded attendance, did her bookkeeping too.

          She wrote parents notes home 'bout the kids in her care,
          Anecdotes and concerns that they'd want her to share.
          She read to the children while they sat in her lap
          And she sang to them softly when they started to nap.

          She called a provider who was feeling depressed.
          She spoon fed the baby then got him redressed.
          She picked up and dusted when they went out the door.
          She updated records, picked up toys, mopped the floor.

          She started the laundry, checked the mail, made a list
          of the groceries she needed and the chores that she'd missed.
          She collapsed in a chair and put up her feet,
          Then in came her family wanting something to eat.

          She fed them all quickly, heard their stories, gave them hugs.
          Then she rapidly washed up all the dishes and mugs.
          As the family retired at the end of the day
          She got out some books to study for her CDA.

          She reflects on her day, in her eyes there's a gleam,
          For this provider is developing pride and esteem.
          She works a long day and the pay isn't fair,
          But the kids that she works with get quality care.

          Their parents commute to their work sites each day,
          Concerns about child care aren't in their way.
          They are free to produce at a marvelous rate,
          Which benefits business all over the state.

          If you live in a big house or even a shoe,
          Great is the work a provider can do.
          Be proud, stand up tall, wear a smile on your face,
          You are helping "tomorrow" be a much better place!

          ~author unknown

What Did I Do Today

            Today I left some dishes dirty,
            the bed got made around 3:30.
            The diapers soaked a little longer,
            The odor grew a little stronger.
            The crumbs I spilled the day before
            Are staring at me from the floor.
            the fingerprints there on the wall
            Will likely be there still next fall.
            the dirty streaks on those windowpanes
            Will still be there next time it rains.
            Shame on you, you sit and say,
            Just what did you do today?

            I held a baby till she slept
            I held a toddler while he wept.
            I played a game of hide and seek,
            I squeezed a toy so it would squeak.
            I pulled a wagon, sang a song,
            Taught a child right from wrong.
            What did I do this whole day through?
            Not much that shows, I guess that's true.
            Unless you think that what I've done,
            might be important to someone
            with deep green eyes and soft brown hair,
            If that is true....I've done my share.

            ~author unknown

No Babysitters Poem

Greet the kids at seven-ten,
Give them breakfast, settle in
Andrew's learning ABC's
(Ryan, don't eat crayons, please)
Someone's knocking at the door,
(We mustn't finger paint the floor)
Let's have lunch and then clean up
(Ashley, please don't tip your cup)
Baby Hunter's on my lap,
Story time and then a nap.
Have our snack, then go outside,
(The doggie can't give horsey-rides)
Six-'clock - the moms are here,
Collect the coats, paper and gear.
Want to see me throw a fit?
Tell me I just "babysit"

~author unknown

A Child Care Provider

            A substitute for working moms,
            She comforts, pampers, soothes, and calms.
            With all the love she has to share,
            She's great to have when mom's not there.
            She loves to rock a fussy child,
            Corrects the one who gets too wild.
            She hears her share of tearful pleas,
            And comforts those with skinned up knees.
            With little children she plays peek,
            For bigger ones it's hide and seek.
            She is an expert at each game,
            But somehow loses just the same.
            She help them learn the alphabet,
            And gives them hugs when they're upset.
            She gently tucks them in their beds,
            With dreamland tales for sleepyheads.
            She is a true and trusted friend,
            Who helps them learn and play pretend.
            Although she's paid, it's plain to see,
            She serves them with a love that's free.

            by Larry Howland

The Hand Holders - A Tribute to Childcare Providers

          There is no job more important than ours,
          no job anywhere else in the land.
          We are the keepers of the future;
          we hold the smallest hands.

          Into our care we are trusted
          to nurture and care for the young,
          and for all of our everyday heroics,
          our talents and skills go unsung.

          We wipe tears from the eyes of the injured.
          We rock babies brand new in our arms.
          We encourage the shy and unsure child.
          We make sure they are safe from all harm.

          We foster the bonds of friendships,
          letting no child go away mad.
          We respect and we honor their emotions.
          We give hugs to each child when they're sad.

          We have more impact than does a professor,
          a child's mind is molded by four,
          so whatever we lay on the table
          is whatever that child will explore.

          Give each child the tools for adventure,
          let them be artists and writers and more;
          let them fly in the wind and dance on the stars
          and build castles of sand on the shore.

          It is true that we don't make much money
          and we don't get a whole lot of praise,
          but when one small child says, "I Love You,"
          we're reminded of how this job pays.

          ~author unknown

Tell-tale Symptoms That You've Been Cooped up with Kids for Too Long

1. You ask your spouse what he/she wants on his/her "sammie", your child's name for a sandwich. You then ask if he/she wants squares or triangles. Or worse, automatically cut them into four child size portions and remove the crust.

2. You begin to treat inanimate objects as human--talking to shoes that won't tie, conversing with teddy bears about soap operas.

3. You serve dinner to guests on Banana in Pajama plates and hand them spoons to eat with.

4. If your spouse pauses while eating, you automatically say, "eat your dinner".

5. When you spouse mispronounces a word or uses incorrect grammar, you correct him/her.

6. When the phone rings, you stare at it gratefully; hoping any adult voice is on the line.

7. You automatically say, "cover your mouth" when you hear someone cough or sneeze - even at Walmart.

8. You find yourself singing along with songs from "Sesame Street".

9. You revert back to calling your parents Mommy and Daddy.

10. When at a party for adults, you come back from the bathroom and everyone is either staring at you or avoiding your eyes. Then you realize you had announced to the whole room where you were going and what you were going to do.

by Phyllis Edge-Williams

Child Care Provider Sanity Poem

Now I lay me down to sleep,
I pray my sanity to keep.
For if some peace I do not find,
I'm pretty sure I'll lose my mind.

I pray I find a little quiet,
Far from the daily family riot,
May I lie back--not have to think,
about what they're stuffing down the sink,
or who they're with, or where they're at,
and what they're doing to the cat.

I pray for time all to myself,
(did something just fall off a shelf?)
To cuddle in my nice, soft bed,
(Oh no, another goldfish--dead!)

Some silent moments for goodness sake,
(Did I just hear a window break?)
And that I need not cook or clean,
(well heck, I've got the right to dream).

Yes now I lay me down to sleep,
I pray my wits about me keep,
But as I look around I know,
I must have lost them long ago!

~author unknown

Don't Call Me A Babysitter

Little children come to me for hugs and books and such.
I care for all their special needs and also fix them lunch.
I pick up toys, mop up spills, and often dry their tears.
I change their diapers, settle fights and kiss away their fears.
I tie their shoes, button coats and push them on the swing.
I really love these kids, you see, but there is just one thing.
Call me Mom or Aunt or Teacher or other names that fit,
But please don't call me the "sitter", because I never get to sit!

~author unknown




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