Precocious Boy

There's my grandson, Logan, in baby jail! I thought this was an appropriate photo to post after getting the news that he was "expelled from day care". The poor little guy. The dratted babysitter didn't even have the decency to discuss it with my daughter face to face. No, she slipped a letter under his butt in the car seat, which was discovered after they got home! The letter said that he demanded too much attention and was taking her attention away from the other kids in her care. That he wouldn't take a nap. That he couldn't "self soothe". Excuse me? He's 8 months old! He's a baby, not a potted plant for crap's sake! I know I sound like the indulgent grandmother here, but he really is a pleasant little boy; everyone has commented on this. He's just an active kid, very interested in everything around him. If she felt she had more kids than she could handle, just admit it...don't blame it on Mr. Logie. We were joking about it, after the initial shock..."Well, here's the beginning of Logan's career as a juvenile delinquent!"