We think our son may be enrolled in a nursery but at the moment we're not entirely sure. The other day they sent him home because he cried after his nap. Charlie hates waking up and often cries after his nap, but because, get this, they had never seen him cry... should I repeat that? They had never seen him cry and they were so worried that they... sent him home.
I don't know what happy pills they give the kids in there but he's been going to the nursery for a month and a half... and no tears, you say? Give ME some of that. Right now, you bastards.
Today they sent him home because he'd had a big poo. OK, it's runny-tummy season and all that but really. And, they threw his knickers in the bin. Must have been a corker.
Anyway, so this afternoon he's been home running rings around his father who was unfortunate enough to have a day to himself that he was hoping to enjoy doing Frog things. Fiddling about with cabling I expect. Cleaning things. But no, sadly he spent it at the beck and call of a little shouting potato.
The nursery have also excluded him for 48 hours on the basis that he might have the flu which is fair enough and this means we should keep him out of polite company.
No change there then.