Showing posts with label daycare. Show all posts
Showing posts with label daycare. Show all posts

Thursday, November 25, 2010

Everything Old, Is New Again

Okay, so I took him out of his old daycare but something was not sitting right with me. I did my usual pop-ups and early pick-ups to clarify my suspician. It seemed like everytime I turned around there was something missing from Joseph's things; a juice cup, a yankees cap with his name stitched into the back, and then his sheet. It seemed like gross negligence was occurring even with two teachers.

After investigating I found:
1. One teacher was absent frequently.
2. The absent teacher was actually the one who was the class leader and the one who was left was an assistant with low tolerance for children and a nasty disposition.
3. Someone other than these two fed them lunch and put them down for nap (inconsistent supervision)
4. HIS SHOES WERE TAKEN OFF AT NAP AND NOT PUT BACK ON HIM!
5. Apparently some boy named Kendall was bullying my son! This boy hits the teachers and according to the frequently absent teacher - she asked for help several times but he not only is allowed to run around and hit teachers, he also hits other students and calls them names - including my son!

Game over.
Deal breaker at this point - I was done.

I pulled him out. No notice, no payment and after my complaints to the owner she was fine with that. My son didn't feel safe and even after 3 weeks - he still mentions this kid Kendall and has exhibited some of the same behaviors! I am so PISSED!!

His old daycare provider took him back, Thank GOD! And after explaining to her what he had experienced, she stated that she would work with him in his adjustment back to being himself...

Did I say Thank GOD? Well, that is what I am thankful for this Thanksgiving. Good Daycare providers. Amen.

Sunday, October 03, 2010

DAY CARE BLUES!

Okay, so I changed my son's daycare...

Not sure if it was the right thing to do, but its done. I have to admit he seems to be picking up more reading skills and his letter/number recognition is improving, but they are not organized and his things have been misplaced and/or lost. I am torn.

No really, I am TORN!
I want to take him out of there so effin bad! LOL!!

But my list of places that will be nurturing is short.

My list of things I/he requires is quite long! LOL!

Ahhhh... The joys of motherhood.