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heatherrae
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I went to pick Dev up from daycare yesterday, and he had a knot on his head. They said he fell over and hit his head on the table leg while he was sitting up. I wasn't exactly mad but wasn't exactly please because he just learned to sit on his own, and they could have had him sit on the big padded play mat instead of the hardwood floor by a table leg. Alas, though, I let it go. I also think they should have called me when it happened.
Then, there is the weird thing that he was not in the clothes that I sent him in. He was in girl's clothing with hearts and kittens and stuff. I asked, "what happened here?" They said, "he pooped all over the outfit you sent him in." I say, "okay, why didn't you send you just put on the spare outfit I sent for him." They said there wasn't one in the bag. I looked in the bag and his spare outfit is missing.
This is where it gets weirder. I get home and grab the outfit that he was supposed to have pooped all over to treat the stains and to wash it. I pull it out of the bag and it is as clean as a whistle! No poop anywhere! What the heck????? They didn't wash it. I sniffed it. It smelled like my baby, not like it had been laundered.
Then, this morning I heard a lady say, "I hate to be the one to tell her" as I was leaving. I called the daycare this morning and asked, "how is Devin doing? Anything I should know about?" They seemed perplexed why I was calling, and said "everything is fine. He's doing great."
Hmmmm...am I paranoid?
Then, there is the weird thing that he was not in the clothes that I sent him in. He was in girl's clothing with hearts and kittens and stuff. I asked, "what happened here?" They said, "he pooped all over the outfit you sent him in." I say, "okay, why didn't you send you just put on the spare outfit I sent for him." They said there wasn't one in the bag. I looked in the bag and his spare outfit is missing.
This is where it gets weirder. I get home and grab the outfit that he was supposed to have pooped all over to treat the stains and to wash it. I pull it out of the bag and it is as clean as a whistle! No poop anywhere! What the heck????? They didn't wash it. I sniffed it. It smelled like my baby, not like it had been laundered.
Then, this morning I heard a lady say, "I hate to be the one to tell her" as I was leaving. I called the daycare this morning and asked, "how is Devin doing? Anything I should know about?" They seemed perplexed why I was calling, and said "everything is fine. He's doing great."
Hmmmm...am I paranoid?

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