September 08, 2009
Hello, my name is Liesl and I am a kindergarten mum.
My house is filled with objets d'art constructed from cereal cartons. I have been know to wear jewellery fashioned entirely from string and bottle tops. I prepare snacks in consultation with a hallowed list called all-the-time-foods. I spend a lot of time cleaning sand out of shoes and pockets. I am a dab hand a differentiating abstract scribbles; telling the self-portraits from the diggers. I volunteer part-time as the kindergarten treasurer and do the books whilst sitting on teeny tiny chairs. I think life's greatest mystery is why its only the aqua poster paint that won't wash out of clothes.
I do most of this with a smile on my face and a (children's) song in my heart ... and frequently with unbrushed hair and teeth and food splattered track-pants.
But I have a secret. Being a kindergarten mum is not all beer and skittles. Each week at our kindergarten, families take turns to do a huge load of laundry: table cloths, smocks and hand-towels. Don't tell anyone, but I detest doing the washing. You see I know the sorts of things pre-schoolers do ... and it aint pretty.
When I look in that laundry bag, all I can see a giant petrie dish; a big festering bag of e coli.
The once-colourful little hand-towels that someone's nanna so lovingly machine embroidered, look crusty in that laundry bag; a deep shade of brown-grey. So I've offered to make a new set. I have a piece of Pippijoe's sweet Kiddy Up print (pictured above) to applique a cute little kiddy face onto each towel. The new towels will be bright and fluffy and untainted by a the wipe of a hand, nose ... or something altogether worse.