Fed Up

I used to work at the daycare Em attends up until I had her way back when. I love the owner, she's was like family to me at that point in my life. I loved the workers back then.

The workers now? Not so much.
Ok. Not at all.

It's to the point of where if I could do it, I would remove Em from the daycare.

She's gotten hurt I don't know how many times there this summer. Did anyone inform me of her getting hurt or how she got hurt? Maybe twice the entire summer. It's hard getting the facts from a 4 year old.

One day last week, my sister asked me if daycare had called me that morning.
Um... no?
She then asked if somebody had talked to me when I picked Em up.
Nooo... whyyy?

Turns out, when she was dropping off Elle at daycare one of the workers told her that Em had come up to her earlier complaining her toe really hurt. When they checked it out it was really red and really swollen. They asked my sister if she knew of anything happening to Em. Of course she didn't BUT she also reminded them that Em is really allergic to bee stings and if there was any chance that was what happened they needed to get ahold of me asap.

Did they?
No.

Did they do anything for Em?
No.

Did anyone inform me of the incident?
No.

So I called Em over to me to check it out. Mind you it was after 6 pm by this point in time.

And guess what? Her toe was still red and still swollen.
Thank you daycare.

Grrrrrr....

So then this Monday I walk in the door to pick Em up and I am told "She had an accident today and didn't have any shorts or underwear in her cubby. The underwear she's wearing is daycare's and the shorts are Roo's so you need to make sure to bring them back asap."

Um... excuse me?

Where are the TWO pairs of shorts and TWO pairs of underwear I supplied y'all with?? The ones that were clearly marked with Em's 3 initials just like everything else I have ever brought in.

They're gone.
They don't know where.
You sure she didn't wear them home after having an accident another time.

I'm sure, but since you're so adamant I'm wrong, I'll check when I go home.

Guess what! They're not home.
And neither are the 5 pairs of extra socks I've provided for her over the course of the past 3 years that they've lost or given to other kids to "borrow" and were never returned.

Really?

I wish that was it.
But of course it isn't.

Monday, my kid pees her pants as I just discussed. We talked about when and why it happened once we got home. Turns out, she was playing outside and didn't bother going in to pee.

Okay, understandable. It happens.

We talked about how she needs to go inside to use the restroom no matter how much fun she's having outside. That she can go back to having fun after she's used the potty.

Tuesday, I pick her up.
Her pants are wet.
Same scenario.
Only the daycare workers weren't very observant and as a result my kid had been wearing wet pants for god knows how long because she sure wasn't gonna speak up and get in trouble by me later.

Well, she did. Get in trouble that is.
We had a much stronger discussion about how she needs to use the restroom and stop peeing her pants because she's a big girl. I also told her if she kept doing it, I would have to start putting her in diapers once again -- the ultimate blow to a big girl, right?

Wrong because she did it again today.
And again, no one noticed.
She reeked of pee. It wasn't a little accident.

Tomorrow she wears a pull up to daycare as punishment.
And yes, I also spanked her because 3 days of not going inside to pee because you don't want to stop playing is bullshit. And she knows better.
I know this because she LIED to me when I asked her if she peed her pants after having discovered she had.
Lied not once but TWICE about it.
Hence the spanking.

I'm so fed up.

And I know once they start doing preschool this year it's just going to get worse.
I taught preschool there.
You're supposed to HELP the kids write and count and explain how to do the work one-on-one if they don't understand the directions when you tell them as a group.
The number of times Em has come home with blank papers in the last year is absolutely ridiculous.
Absolutely.

I'm taking that into my own hands. She and I will be doing preschool together at night and on weekends.

The peeing her pants and them not noticing... and their losing her clothes... and their not informing me when something happens to her?

That has me pissed off.