A few nice daycare costs images I found:
I Feel Like I Just Got Back From A Scavenger Hunt
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Day 127 of 365 (Year Two)
Our kitchen faucet has been dripping for the past two weeks. It has been getting progressively worse each day. We have had it fixed six times over the past year and I finally decided that I’m done with it. It costs us more to fix it than it did to buy a new faucet.
The plan today was simple. I would pick up Savanah from daycare, bring her home where she would do her homework and then we’d all head over to Home Depot to pick up the new faucet and then head home.
We headed out to Home Depot around seven. We walked in the door at around 11:30. While at Home Depot I decided that we should pick up some slug killer as well. We just planted a garden last week and the I’ve already had to kill about a dozen of the suckers. Feet in the garden is not the best way to kill them so I figured it was time to pull out the big guns and rid myself of them once and for all. There is definitely no shortage of them in our neighborhood and I’ve found their nasty residue trailed across our screen door many a morning. I have no guilt about killing them whatsoever. We also realized we needed a few curtain rods, which aren’t pictured because they kept falling out of my hands. A simple trip for one item ended up with me bringing home three extra items and the one extra item that I really wanted to get we forgot all about! Stupid furnace filters. Why can’t they put those at the checkout line instead of candy and books?
Home Depot took longer than I thought it would so I decided to take the family to Pizza Hut for dinner. Savanah was pretty good and considering the miserable time she’s been having with her allergies, she deserved a treat. There was a bit of a wait at Pizza Hut so I decided to take a chance and see if her Godfather was home and if he’d like to join us. Much to my surprise, he was home, but he had company and had already eaten. He did invite us over for dessert though.
After dinner we headed over to his place and had some dessert and Savanah was gifted some Amish Friendship Bread. It is basically like sour dough starter. Savanah has to take care of the stuff for the next ten days and then she’ll be able to divide it up and give some to her friends. It is like a tasty and edible chain letter.
By the time we got home I had so many things to carry I felt like I was returning from a scavenger hunt. Who else in their right mind waltzes through the front door with pizza, a faucet, friendship bread starter and slug poison?
And wouldn’t you know it, another shot where you can’t see my new skully tee shirt! Guess I’ll have to wash it and wear it again soon!
Daughter’s disapearance haunts family
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By Matthew Coutts, National Post
October 21, 2009
TORONTO — Elizabeth Rutledge’s two-bedroom apartment is awash with photographs of her missing daughter, Christina Calayca.
Above the television, the young girl’s wide smile shines like the silver cross around her neck.
Near the couch, a photo from her high school graduation leans next to another picture, black and white, of the girl smiling over her shoulder; the word "missing" is scrawled in its border.
"You can take a picture, I have plenty of them," Rutledge, a 52-year-old insurance broker, tells a visitor to her east end Toronto apartment in early October. And she does. Two boxes filled with images of the wide smiling Christina Calayca appear from out of nowhere.
It is left unsaid, but the photographs help Rutledge cope with the loss of a daughter who, at 20 years old, was already working at a daycare and helping her single mother pay the mortgage.
Christina Calayca vanished in August 2007, while camping with a cousin and friends in Rainbow Falls Provincial Park, 200 kilometres east of Thunder Bay, Ont. She has never been found.
While officials do not suspect foul play, her mother is unable to find peace, spending the past two years running through scenarios.
"As a mother, my instinct up to now is that I don’t feel like she is dead," Rutledge said, sitting amongst the photographs in her cluttered living room.
Minutes later, she is certain her daughter was murdered in the quiet isolation of the morning. "It’s depressing to the family because we just don’t understand."
Friends and family described Calayca as a mature, religious woman. She had obtained a degree in early childhood education from George Brown College and was working at a Catholic daycare before she disappeared.
"Christina was so faithful. She was a beautiful girl," said Angie Carboni, the manager of St. Bernadette’s Daycare Centre.
Carboni said Calayca would come in on her days off to put up Christmas decorations for the children, or bring in cake for her co-workers. The money she earned, Carboni said, would go to helping her family.
"That girl was filled with God, from the top to the bottom."
Calayca told her mother the week before she disappeared that she wanted to do missionary work in the Philippines, before returning university and becoming a teacher.
"Her passion from the beginning was to work in the poor areas," said Rutledge. "She sees it not just as a Filipino tradition but as God’s order — help other people."
Calayca was camping with her female cousin and two male friends from a Christian youth group when she disappeared. She was reportedly jogging alone in the early hours of Aug. 6, 2007.
A search by Ontario Provincial Police found no sign of Calayca, but her family would not give up hope, financing as many as six private searches.
The cost, about ,000 each, was paid for from their own pockets, with help from money raised by the Find Christina Calayca Foundation.
Volunteer search groups and cadaver dogs combed the rugged, heavily wooded parkland and hiking paths that cut along precarious cliff ledges.
"As a mother, I will try everything to know what could have happened that day," Rutledge said.
Last month, the family led one last search, reporting to Ontario Provincial Police that they may have located a body. OPP Sgt. Shelley Garr said a team of officers resumed the search for one day, on Oct. 14. They had no success.
Rutledge said closure will come when her daughter’s fate is certain, but that seems less likely with every passing day.
Already forced to sell her house and move to an apartment, Rutledge said there was simply no money left to fund another ground search.
Her son, Michael, is about to turn 18 years old, and is enrolled at York University. He says he wants to be a math teacher.
"I have the choice of either sending my son to university or searching for my daughter," she said. "I have to choose one or the other."
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