Ewwww!
I got a phone call today that no mother with a child in daycare, or at school or indeed anywhere, ever wants to receive. "Mummy Arnold, I am afraid to tell you this, but Baby Boy has eaten another child's poop. I don't know how it happened. The other child is in the process of toilet training and somehow Baby Boy got over there and poop ended up in his mouth. We have called the doctor and the worst that can happen is a bit of diarrhoea, but I am terribly sorry."
Geez, Baby Boy, aren't we feeding you enough?
It sounds like a shocking state of affairs, but I have to say I am not angry and I am not really that surprised. Don't get me wrong, I'm not thrilled at the idea that my son is eating other children's poop whilst in (very expensive) care and I will not be in any hurry to get kisses from him when I get home tonight, but I can see how this could have happened and I don't blame the daycare centre.
I would bet $1,000,000 that the whole situation went down a little bit like this:
Baby Boy was off playing with something on one side of the room, while the other child was doing their business in the potty. Baby Boy looked over and thought: "ooooh, something new and different and exciting, I've got to get me some of that" and off he crawled. And that kid is fast - the other day I was washing my face in the shower and Baby Boy was playing in the bathroom. I heard him crawl out of the room and in the time it took me to wash the soap of my face and wrap a towel around me he had crawled through the house, down three stairs and halfway across the garden. He would have (not so gently) pushed the other child aside to see what was going in and, as all children of his age do, had a bit of a taste.
Baby Boy, you are lucky I love you; however, please do not do that again!
xx. Mummy Arnold.
Geez, Baby Boy, aren't we feeding you enough?
It sounds like a shocking state of affairs, but I have to say I am not angry and I am not really that surprised. Don't get me wrong, I'm not thrilled at the idea that my son is eating other children's poop whilst in (very expensive) care and I will not be in any hurry to get kisses from him when I get home tonight, but I can see how this could have happened and I don't blame the daycare centre.
I would bet $1,000,000 that the whole situation went down a little bit like this:
Baby Boy was off playing with something on one side of the room, while the other child was doing their business in the potty. Baby Boy looked over and thought: "ooooh, something new and different and exciting, I've got to get me some of that" and off he crawled. And that kid is fast - the other day I was washing my face in the shower and Baby Boy was playing in the bathroom. I heard him crawl out of the room and in the time it took me to wash the soap of my face and wrap a towel around me he had crawled through the house, down three stairs and halfway across the garden. He would have (not so gently) pushed the other child aside to see what was going in and, as all children of his age do, had a bit of a taste.
Baby Boy, you are lucky I love you; however, please do not do that again!
xx. Mummy Arnold.
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