Daycare Stories 2/Transcript

*[Cricket chirps]
*Rebecca Parham: Oh, good evening, my geeks and peeps, my explainers and entertainers, my little oo-de-laddies, you're just in time for tea! You know, the last time we were sitting at my dining room table, we were talking about daycare stories, right? Well, who doesn't love a good sequel? Let's jump back to the good ol' days of making daycare staff miserable. If you remember that last video, you'll remember that my sister Rachel and I went to this daycare together. She was with the big kids, I was with the little kids. But the two of us had been going to this particular daycare literally from infancy, so the staff knew us, and we both had reputations. Rachel's nickname at this place was "Rocky", because she would start fights with older kids for being mean. While I, well, when I was about 18 months, I would go up to other kids learning how to walk and push 'em over, laughing maniacally. Listen, I got my deviltry out early. You best be thankful I'm a good witch of the woods now! A typical day of daycare for the Parham sisters started early in the morning by getting dropped off by a parent, and the experience was very different depending on which parent dropped us off. See, Rachel and I didn't like that our parents were leaving us. Frankly, we weren't that thrilled at being at daycare to begin with, but we knew to keep that sentiment to ourselves whenever Mom dropped us off. She was incredibly no-nonsense, and our tears and screams would do nothing to sway her. She'd just drop us off and sashay herself out the front door without looking back. So, we learned that her heartstrings couldn't be played on, but if Dad was dropping us off...
*Rebecca and Rachel Parham: [screaming]
*Rebecca Parham: There's a game that both kids and adults play. When little kids play it, it's called dig in a random spot and hopefully find something. When adults play it, it's called Minecraft. Digging in dirt or sand to a kid, it's, it's magical, mostly because of the slim chance you'll actually find something. But, there were two main things that we were all digging for as kids. Say it with me: buried treasure and dinosaur bones, which makes archaeologists and paleontologists adults that never outgrew it. I caused some major property damage once by digging! You wanna hear about it? Course ya do! One day, two kids and I were playing outside in a secluded shady part of the playground around the back of the building, a spot conveniently difficult for the adults to supervise. The three of us were happily digging away in the dirt when gasp! We actually found something!