You know you're an ECE professional when...

I used to love being a preschool teacher. I still like it, but probably it's not as fun when at the end of the day, I don't want to play with my own young child. When Monsoon is a bit older, I look forward to enjoying my profession a bit more. For now, it's an 8-hour-a-day guilt trip followed by a couple hours of tantrums over a "bleh, gross!" dinner; *Sob* Why can't I have a snaa-haa-haack?; cheating at CandyLand; brush your teeth or they'll turn back and fall out; and please get your flipping pajamas on before I sew them to your butt!

Then I pass out and dream about the daily rituals of being a preschool teacher.

• You can hold your bladder so long that by the time you finally make it to the bathroom, you get bored waiting on yourself to finish peeing.


• If you didn't love potty humor, you'd be stark raving mad by now.


• You can no longer smell when someone is poopy, but you instantly recognize the tell-tale butt bullet.


• At the end of the day, your kid asks, "did anyone pee on you today, Mommy?" before he hugs you.


• You've skipped lunch because you won't eat something with sneeze on it.


• If you made a word cloud of everything you say in a day, POOP would take the most prominent position in the display.


• You've laughed and cried at the same time more than once. This week. You may also have peed a little.


• When a kid actually pees in his own face (and yeah, he did), you do your laugh-and-cry thing for the week.


• You say things like, "We sit next to our friends, not on them" and "The toilet is for pottying, not for playing" or even "Underwear first, THEN pants."


• You want to say things like, "Ewww!" and "Ewwwww!!" or even "EEEWWWW!!!"


• People with other jobs couldn't possibly laugh as much as you do on a work day.