What else doesn't she tell me?
Bear started a pre-preschool class last month. It's just once a week, for 75 minutes. But, it was something that he needed.
When we drove past his school, I pointed it out to Monkey, telling him that that was where Bear was going to start going to school.
Monkey responded by telling me that he watched a movie over there. He has an active imagination and the school is near a bunch of stores, so I figured he was making it up or was confused and thought the movie theater was there.
The first time Monkey was in the car when I dropped off Bear at school, he told me that it wasn't Bear's school, it was a sleepy school that Grammy took him to. Ooookay, still attributing this to his imagination.
Then, this week, we were driving past the school and Monkey told me how Grammy took him and Bear to the sleepy school a long, long time ago, before Cub was born, that he and Bear had to lay down and take a rest while they watched a movie on the tv. He went on to say that he peed in his pants and the teacher put on rubber gloves and put a diaper on him, even though he wasn't a baby any more.
That kind of detail got my attention.
Half of the building where Bear goes to school is a preschool and the other section is a drop-off childcare place. I've never used the drop-off care, but mostly because I think it's something like $12/hour for my older two to be there. Not because I think there is anything wrong with it- obviously, since I'm fine with sending Bear to school there.
So, I decided to ask Grammy about it. She got the most guilty look on her face and said yes, she took them there when Hubby and I were in California back in March for our anniversary. She stayed with the boys for the five days that we were gone and left them at the drop-in center while she had a chiropractor appointment. She said she was afraid that I'd get upset if she told me.
Am I upset that she took them to the drop-in center? Absolutely not. I'd probably take them there once a week or so if I could afford it.
But, I am pissed off that she didn't tell me about it. It makes me wonder what else she does with the kids that she chooses not to tell me.
When we drove past his school, I pointed it out to Monkey, telling him that that was where Bear was going to start going to school.
Monkey responded by telling me that he watched a movie over there. He has an active imagination and the school is near a bunch of stores, so I figured he was making it up or was confused and thought the movie theater was there.
The first time Monkey was in the car when I dropped off Bear at school, he told me that it wasn't Bear's school, it was a sleepy school that Grammy took him to. Ooookay, still attributing this to his imagination.
Then, this week, we were driving past the school and Monkey told me how Grammy took him and Bear to the sleepy school a long, long time ago, before Cub was born, that he and Bear had to lay down and take a rest while they watched a movie on the tv. He went on to say that he peed in his pants and the teacher put on rubber gloves and put a diaper on him, even though he wasn't a baby any more.
That kind of detail got my attention.
Half of the building where Bear goes to school is a preschool and the other section is a drop-off childcare place. I've never used the drop-off care, but mostly because I think it's something like $12/hour for my older two to be there. Not because I think there is anything wrong with it- obviously, since I'm fine with sending Bear to school there.
So, I decided to ask Grammy about it. She got the most guilty look on her face and said yes, she took them there when Hubby and I were in California back in March for our anniversary. She stayed with the boys for the five days that we were gone and left them at the drop-in center while she had a chiropractor appointment. She said she was afraid that I'd get upset if she told me.
Am I upset that she took them to the drop-in center? Absolutely not. I'd probably take them there once a week or so if I could afford it.
But, I am pissed off that she didn't tell me about it. It makes me wonder what else she does with the kids that she chooses not to tell me.
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