The Daycare Thang  My favorite phone.  It looks low tech but has everything...except letters on or near the buttons.  What can I say, it was cheap.  With the financial and mathematical gymnastics I had to do to pay the sitter this week, it's with dismay that I find my children at home on a weekday.  Boober was home yesterday and both are home today, thanks to chest colds.  Neither has run a fever yet, so I technically could have sent them, but I have problems sending sick kids to be around other kids.      They are bored.  I am harassed.      Boober did sleep quite a bit this morning, he really needed the rest.  It's afternoon now, and he is running around the house in nothing but a pair of boots and some Dalmatian underwear, worn backwards, of course.  It's a two thing; I wouldn't understand.      The sitter herself is attractive.  She is petite but rugged, strong but pretty.  She has dark hair and lovely skin.  In other circumstances, I'd try and drop her a hint.  But she's a military spouse.  Not that likely to be into chicks, or willing to risk it if she were.  And for the "what can it hurt" crowd, if she were mostly a stranger, it would hurt nothing.  But I have to look at this woman every weekday.  The bodies and minds of my tykes are in her hands quite a bit of the time, so I think prudence is in order.      I love her ever-so-slight lisp.  Reminds me of Jodie Foster.      Teletubbies are coming.  I first heard of these last week, when someone asked me if we had these in the US.  I had no idea what they meant.  Now the local PBS station is advertising that these bouncy barneyesque British mutants will arrive April sixth.  I'm afraid.      It's not nice to shoot down a show before you've even seen it.  It might turn out to be quite a nice little kids show.  But the previews give me the creeps.  These pudgy pastel-suited overly pale "babies" live in a plainly synthetic dale with live rabbits hopping about.  Their abode is a den of technological wizardry.  According to a very brief interview granted by one of the people involved in the making of the show, the theme is the discovery that small children make of technology, and the story is brought to them via what is probably the first and most significant piece of technology a child is exposed to, the television.  I dunno.  I do resolve to at least see the show before forming a concrete opinion.  At least it's plain that these creatures don't hit or kick anyone, which gives then much greater status (in my book) than the Flighty Morphine Flower Strangers.  -- Spring  link o' the day:  Tattoos.com Ezine