Our town’s hub of criminality is located right around Klara’s daycare. All of the well-to-do people have their kids there, and they always leave their expensive cars unlocked when they run into the daycare to fetch their kids. So we constantly get notified that a parent’s Louis Vuitton tote or Celine handbag has been stolen from the car.
We are also the most ethnically diverse daycare BY FAR in the area. And everybody understands my accent because so many of the parents have accents.
Also, a bunch of kids are brought to daycare by blue-collar dads in their work vans. So it’s not all doctors and lawyers, far from it.
I don’t care about any of it, though: the rich people, LV and Miu Miu, the diversity, the dads in vans. I’m obsessed with the daycare being located in the woods and very far from highways. My Klara sleeps so well because she’s constantly outside, and that’s what I care about.