I feel kinda like Sadam Hussein must have felt when Hans Blix was making the rounds inspecting for evidence of WMD's. You see, tomorrow, my daughter's teacher and a classroom aide are coming over to the house for a "home visit." This isn't like a social services call...its totally voluntary and is partly an excercise in social skills for the children.
Many of the children in my little one's class have speech development issues, or other issues such as socialization problems, etc. Apparently the teachers in this preschool program have found that the children are thrilled to have teacher visits and love to give "tours" of their homes and talk about things that are very familiar to them (family, toys, pets, etc.)
But I am not sure if they are "looking" for something or not...in our case we have a bookcase full of kids books and a quiet place, away from TV, to read. We have easily-accesible toys of diffent types: games, puzzles, "pretend play" stuff, stuffed animals, craft supplies... what else could she need?
So...needless to say I have eschewed a "workout"; in its place I have been furiously whipping through the house vacuuming every baseboard, cobweb, and air duct. I even vacuumed out the fireplace. I organized toys, put all papers in a neat pile, cleaned out the cat litter box, hmmm...I feel like there is something I am forgetting. Oh yeah, I need to spray FEBREEZE everywhere and put the slipcover back on the sofa.
Tomorrow will also be busy as I will put fresh linens on the table, mop the floors, and brew some coffee. Hmm...or maybe I should make tea? Argh! The visit is only supposed to be 30 minutes long. I think it should be ok (fingers crossed.)
