My apologizes in advance as I'm sure this is going to get quite long. I am soooooo glad I found this site last night. After hitting many stumbling points while setting up my daycare again after I moved I hit a GIANT one last night and I had no clue where to turn.
I liked what I read, you all seem to get it beyond what family and friends can. I am hoping you can help me sort out what happened last night so I know how to handle the situation if it ever occurs again (or just the mom in general as I'm really struggling with her right now).
I have a family who moved up here a couple of months ago. Long story short, the kids (4 and 2) are just nasty to mom during pick up and drop off. The 2 year old thinks it's great fun to literally haul off on her, kicking and punching her, to which she usually does nothing but reply to my shock and horror with a "he never did that before he started coming here," as if her sons violence towards her is all my fault. Although the two are very co-dependent on each other, they rarely misbehave beyond typical age appropriate bickering here. I can count on one hand how many times I've had to give either a time out or talking to (with the exception of setting the 2 year old down when he hauls off on mom every morning to cool off before he joins the group). Beyond that never a problem....they eat well, play great and nap nicely....until pick up time. At which point 2 year old will resume his beating on mom because she's not dad picking him up instead and neither will get into the vehicle to leave. They will race around the house, or if we are outside just blatantly ignore that she's even there. When she literally picks one up and puts them in the vehicle and goes to grab the other the first one will jump out and run off. It's chaos every single day, and I'm shocked at how rude and defiant they become because it's the complete opposite of how I know them to be.
So last night the same pick up hub-bub ensues. She puts the one in the van, he proceeds to take the keys out of the ignition and fart around with the buttons in the vehicle as she's off wrangling the other off the swings. Sets her down to buckle him in, shuts the door, goes the wrangle the other one off the swings again only to discover...2 year old is locked in the vehicle, buckled in, and her keys are inside on the floor.
I. freaked. out.
I love these kids. It was in the mid to high 70's and the van was parked in the sun. After taking a few deep breaths I asked her who we should call, locksmith, law enforcement.... Instead she starts *hollaring* at the 2 YEAR OLD to unbuckle his car seat and unlock the car himself. I've buckled him in there myself when she couldn't get a grip on them. The button is hard for me to get. I knew he sure as heck couldn't undo it. So again I asked, locksmith, law enforcement, fire dept.... "NO, that's too expensive and embarrassing." At that point he was already dripping sweat and all I could think was what on earth is wrong with a mother who won't set her pride aside and get some freaking help for the safety of her own kid???? She wanted to wait until her husband got off work at 6:30 and made the hour drive here. It was 5:15
I told her waiting that long doing nothing was completely unacceptable, to which she sat on my front step prepared to just wait it out. I called my soon to be brother in law who is on the local fire department and he rushed out. He was able to pop a window so at least there was air flow and the sun starting to set behind the house created some shade. He reassured me kiddo was ok while he worked on trying to unlock the doors. I trust him 100%. If I didn't or thought kiddo was in any immediate danger I would have busted the window out myself regardless of what anyone thought. He worked on it coming so close so many times to triggering the switch for nearly an hour and a half....until she griped at him not to damage her vehicle. Then he figured her husband was close enough and decided to leave before things got heated. I thanked him for trying, she didn't say another word to him. Meanwhile she also wasn't saying a word to kiddo in the car. She was angry AT HIM and was disappointed he wasn't upset that he was stuck inside. Dad shows up around 7, unlocks the door, mom unbuckles kiddo and is there relief and joy and hugs? Nope. They completely ignore him letting him run off to my swingset and proceed to scream at each other in my driveway for the next 10 minutes (keep in mind my own kids are in the house - my son having stayed home from school for the day because of a lovely fever that I couldn't get the break - dinner still isn't made and my dogs still haven't been let out since morning). Dad is hollaring that mom is a moron, mom is yelling at dad that it's all kiddos fault and further more his because he didn't answer his phone sooner....I. Was. Gobsmacked.
Meanwhile I checked over kiddo and got him a drink. His sister ran around outside like this was completely normal everyday routine. After 10 minutes with no end in sight I told them it was time to go, that I needed to take care of my family. Same hub-bub that happens day in day out at pick up time ensued again with them running away from her (dad had taken off when I told them to move on). After a few minutes she finally got them loaded and took off too. No apologies, no thank you's, NOTHING.
When she dropped them off this morning and the two year old punched her again I got the "I don't know why he does this ever since he started coming to your house, he NEVER behaved so horribly before." Then was irritated because I let her know that he's going to need more diapers by weeks end (she gets mad that I change him more than twice in a 9 1/2 hour day) and that she still needs to bring sunscreen as we are all stuck inside with the two years olds fair skin until she does. I refuse to let kids just burn or tan (as she would prefer).
I am so done with the bologna. If I could use a much stronger word I would. Hindsight is 20/20. Looking back I sooooooo regret not taking better charge of last night. She intimidates the heck out of me, and I'm not at all sure why. I do adore the kids, and I'd worry about them if I have to send them packing but the way mom acts is COMPLETELY irrational, snarky, and unacceptable. I can handle the 5 minute drop off and pick ups for the sake of the kids, but last night was overload and I considered terminating them on the spot. I get accidents happen, but the way she handled it just blew my mind....still does.
Please if you would keep the roar about me being a moron about last night to a minimum it would be appreciated. I'm already infinitely disappointed in myself for not being a better advocate for the kiddo. What I'm wondering is do I terminate over what happened? Do I charge her for the time she was stuck here? Do I try to talk to her about it and let her know why I was so disappointed and disgusted with the way she acted? Do I **** it up and just address it differently if something like that happens again in the future? Is there anything I can add to my policies that'll protect my decisions in regards to such a matter? It was her car, but on my property, would I have been liable if they'd have needed to bust out a window?
Any advice, insight or whatever anyone might have to offer as to how to deal with this would be very much appreciated.
I liked what I read, you all seem to get it beyond what family and friends can. I am hoping you can help me sort out what happened last night so I know how to handle the situation if it ever occurs again (or just the mom in general as I'm really struggling with her right now).
I have a family who moved up here a couple of months ago. Long story short, the kids (4 and 2) are just nasty to mom during pick up and drop off. The 2 year old thinks it's great fun to literally haul off on her, kicking and punching her, to which she usually does nothing but reply to my shock and horror with a "he never did that before he started coming here," as if her sons violence towards her is all my fault. Although the two are very co-dependent on each other, they rarely misbehave beyond typical age appropriate bickering here. I can count on one hand how many times I've had to give either a time out or talking to (with the exception of setting the 2 year old down when he hauls off on mom every morning to cool off before he joins the group). Beyond that never a problem....they eat well, play great and nap nicely....until pick up time. At which point 2 year old will resume his beating on mom because she's not dad picking him up instead and neither will get into the vehicle to leave. They will race around the house, or if we are outside just blatantly ignore that she's even there. When she literally picks one up and puts them in the vehicle and goes to grab the other the first one will jump out and run off. It's chaos every single day, and I'm shocked at how rude and defiant they become because it's the complete opposite of how I know them to be.
So last night the same pick up hub-bub ensues. She puts the one in the van, he proceeds to take the keys out of the ignition and fart around with the buttons in the vehicle as she's off wrangling the other off the swings. Sets her down to buckle him in, shuts the door, goes the wrangle the other one off the swings again only to discover...2 year old is locked in the vehicle, buckled in, and her keys are inside on the floor.
I. freaked. out.
I love these kids. It was in the mid to high 70's and the van was parked in the sun. After taking a few deep breaths I asked her who we should call, locksmith, law enforcement.... Instead she starts *hollaring* at the 2 YEAR OLD to unbuckle his car seat and unlock the car himself. I've buckled him in there myself when she couldn't get a grip on them. The button is hard for me to get. I knew he sure as heck couldn't undo it. So again I asked, locksmith, law enforcement, fire dept.... "NO, that's too expensive and embarrassing." At that point he was already dripping sweat and all I could think was what on earth is wrong with a mother who won't set her pride aside and get some freaking help for the safety of her own kid???? She wanted to wait until her husband got off work at 6:30 and made the hour drive here. It was 5:15

I told her waiting that long doing nothing was completely unacceptable, to which she sat on my front step prepared to just wait it out. I called my soon to be brother in law who is on the local fire department and he rushed out. He was able to pop a window so at least there was air flow and the sun starting to set behind the house created some shade. He reassured me kiddo was ok while he worked on trying to unlock the doors. I trust him 100%. If I didn't or thought kiddo was in any immediate danger I would have busted the window out myself regardless of what anyone thought. He worked on it coming so close so many times to triggering the switch for nearly an hour and a half....until she griped at him not to damage her vehicle. Then he figured her husband was close enough and decided to leave before things got heated. I thanked him for trying, she didn't say another word to him. Meanwhile she also wasn't saying a word to kiddo in the car. She was angry AT HIM and was disappointed he wasn't upset that he was stuck inside. Dad shows up around 7, unlocks the door, mom unbuckles kiddo and is there relief and joy and hugs? Nope. They completely ignore him letting him run off to my swingset and proceed to scream at each other in my driveway for the next 10 minutes (keep in mind my own kids are in the house - my son having stayed home from school for the day because of a lovely fever that I couldn't get the break - dinner still isn't made and my dogs still haven't been let out since morning). Dad is hollaring that mom is a moron, mom is yelling at dad that it's all kiddos fault and further more his because he didn't answer his phone sooner....I. Was. Gobsmacked.
Meanwhile I checked over kiddo and got him a drink. His sister ran around outside like this was completely normal everyday routine. After 10 minutes with no end in sight I told them it was time to go, that I needed to take care of my family. Same hub-bub that happens day in day out at pick up time ensued again with them running away from her (dad had taken off when I told them to move on). After a few minutes she finally got them loaded and took off too. No apologies, no thank you's, NOTHING.
When she dropped them off this morning and the two year old punched her again I got the "I don't know why he does this ever since he started coming to your house, he NEVER behaved so horribly before." Then was irritated because I let her know that he's going to need more diapers by weeks end (she gets mad that I change him more than twice in a 9 1/2 hour day) and that she still needs to bring sunscreen as we are all stuck inside with the two years olds fair skin until she does. I refuse to let kids just burn or tan (as she would prefer).
I am so done with the bologna. If I could use a much stronger word I would. Hindsight is 20/20. Looking back I sooooooo regret not taking better charge of last night. She intimidates the heck out of me, and I'm not at all sure why. I do adore the kids, and I'd worry about them if I have to send them packing but the way mom acts is COMPLETELY irrational, snarky, and unacceptable. I can handle the 5 minute drop off and pick ups for the sake of the kids, but last night was overload and I considered terminating them on the spot. I get accidents happen, but the way she handled it just blew my mind....still does.
Please if you would keep the roar about me being a moron about last night to a minimum it would be appreciated. I'm already infinitely disappointed in myself for not being a better advocate for the kiddo. What I'm wondering is do I terminate over what happened? Do I charge her for the time she was stuck here? Do I try to talk to her about it and let her know why I was so disappointed and disgusted with the way she acted? Do I **** it up and just address it differently if something like that happens again in the future? Is there anything I can add to my policies that'll protect my decisions in regards to such a matter? It was her car, but on my property, would I have been liable if they'd have needed to bust out a window?
Any advice, insight or whatever anyone might have to offer as to how to deal with this would be very much appreciated.
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