So I've now seen a total of four daycares. Some near. Some far. Some clean. Some not-so-clean. Which would you go for:
1) The semi-tidy ground-level daycare with carpets stuck down with duct tape and more locks on the doors than Fort Knox...even the inside doors. Due to the owner's beliefs, Abner would not be allowed to dress up for Halloween (something I had been really looking forward to after seeing this fantastic idea for a costume).
2) The less-than-tidy, bordering on downright dirty home adorned with fake plants (even outside!). I know this is not a comment on her ability to care for children, but clearly she has no taste. Not to mention the fact that she had the largest TV I've ever seen and all the kid's chairs and swings were lined up theatre-style in front of it.
3) The spectacularly tidy home of a family where even Martha Stewart herself could learn a thing or two about homemaking and organization with heaps of toys, books, puzzles, games, activities, crafts, etc. to play with between morning devotionals and afternoon prayer. Sounds lovely, but we're not practicing Christians, so this may be a bit odd to explain to Abner as she gets older. "Mommy, mommy, you just took the Lord's name in vain."
4) The just-moved-in-on-the-weekend-and-don't-know-where-anything-is daycare where the owner dropped Abner on her head. Seriously.
I think we'll go with the Christian woman. It seems I'll have to work on cleaning up my language.