Well, unfortunately Preschool for Daniel was short lived, as in 2 Fridays. I had high hopes for Friday school. We even went out to 4 stores for the "perfect Cars 2 backpack & lunch box" for him. We laid out his outfit on his train table the night before & were very excited.
We were told that it was fine that Daniel was not "fully" potty trained & still wearing a pull up. The Director of Friday School, who was Rachael's teacher the 2 years prior, told me to just pack extra pull ups & a change of pants just in case. So we did just that.
I dropped him off at 9:30am, and he didn't want to go in since the classroom of boys and one girl (his only friend) didn't seem very inviting. I wasn't familiar with his teachers so I just did as I was told, hung up his things, put his lunch box with the others, gave him a hug & told him he was a big boy and he would be fine. I told him that if he had to go potty tell them & if he had an accident, remember we packed more pull ups & pants. He said ok, and I left.
At 2:30pm, I picked him up with Rachael. As we came to the door, I noticed him on the far side of the room sitting on the floor with his legs spread apart, leaning against the wall. When he saw us, he got up slowly & waddled to us, like toddlers do when they have a stinky in their diaper. He looked so sad. Rachael hugged him and helped him get a coat on. I turned to a teacher who informed me that "We will not be changing him at all, so he really shouldn't be here if he's not potty trained." I told her what I had been told and she said "Well I am not changing diapers or pull ups and he's been wet since you left this morning."
I was so pissed. Excuse my language, but are you kidding me?! He was soaked through his pull up, and jeans, he had urine on his socks & in his shoes. When we got out to the van I stripped him down, pulled everything off & put a diaper on him. His backside was so burned by the urine he screamed as I put him in the car seat. Rachael rubbed his head & held his hand on the way home. I called my mom immediately & told her. She was not happy either. When we got home I showed my dad the pull up, his pants, soaked socks, shoes and backside. As I tried to give Daniel a bath he screamed from the water touching him! It was heartbreaking.
The next day I called the school, talked to the Director & told them we would not be back. For as much money as we paid to go to that EXPENSIVE preschool, someone had better be changing him if they notice he is wet, whether he is in the "big kid room" or not. If you "won't change diapers" & there is a child in your room that may have a need for that at some point, maybe that child should be in a different classroom. I said we had never had problems like that all the time Rachael was there, it was so disappointing to have such a HUGE problem with Daniel. She agreed & apologized & said she would look into it. She said that if he did potty train soon & I wanted him back in they'd keep his spot open. Hmmm, no thanks.
When I took Daniel to church the next Sunday, he started crying as we went in & said Noooo! I explained we were there for church no more school. Next year we will be looking for a new preschool, and luckily he still has two years of preschool before Kindergarten so this year isn't such a miss. Hopefully at a new school next year it will be a fresh start & he won't remember how bad this experience was!



oh my goodness! I don't know how I missed this post :( I am so sorry all that happened. How TERRIBLE!!! it is not that hard to quick change a pull up and then everyone is happier. What a crock. I'm sure next year will be better!
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