youâd pick him up.â
âIs he sick?â asked Lucy, suddenly anxious for her grandson.
âNo. Itâs a behavioral issue.â
Lucy didnât understand. âIâm sorry, but isnât this what you guys do? Youâre a day-care center, and you take care of kids while their folks are at work. Isnât that what Iâm paying you to do?â
âLittle Prodigies isnât simply a babysitting service,â said Heidi, sounding affronted. âWeâre a child-care facility, and we take great pride in caring for our little ones and doing whatâs best for them, not whatâs most convenient.â
âIt isnât a question of convenience,â said Lucy, picking up on Heidiâs attitude. âI have a job to do, and my employer expects me to do it. I canât just leave.â
âIâm afraid I must insist,â said Heidi, âor weâll have to disenroll Patrick.â
Lucy wasnât sure sheâd heard correctly. âDisenroll?â
âThatâs right,â said Heidi. âWe have a waiting list of families who would be more than happy to take his place.â
âSo itâs either pick him up this afternoon or lose his spot at the center?â
âIâm afraid so,â said Heidi. âIt takes a village, you know, and we believe in working together as a team. . . .â
Lucy had heard enough. âIâll be right over,â she said, slamming down the phone.
When she arrived at Little Prodigies, she heard childish shouts and laughter but didnât see Patrick among the children who were playing outside, among the swings and slides and sandbox, so she approached the teacher who was supervising.
âPatrick needed a time-out,â she explained. âHe got in a fight with one of the other children during outdoor play. Heâs inside.â
Lucy stepped inside and found Patrick sitting in the classroom, his dirty face tracked with tears. âWhat happened?â she asked.
Heidi, who was sitting beside Patrick at the table, writing, looked up. âOh, Mrs. Stone, Iâm just writing up an incident report. It seems that Patrick attacked another little boy.â
âHe took my truck,â said Patrick with a sniffle.
âAll the toys here belong to everyone,â said Heidi. âWe have to share.â
âI had it first,â said Patrick.
âIf that happens, and someone takes a toy you are playing with, you must talk to a teacher. We canât hit, ever,â insisted Heidi.
âNo, you canât hit,â agreed Lucy, taking Patrickâs hand. âI presume Patrick will be welcome here tomorrow?â she asked, leading him to the cubby where his jacket and lunch bag were stored.
âAbsolutely, but Patrick will need to apologize to the group at circle time.â
âThis place is beginning to sound like Communist China during the Cultural Revolution,â muttered Lucy.
âIâm sure we seem a little . . . Well, letâs just say that child development is better understood now than it was in your day, Mrs. Stone,â said Heidi with a condescending smile. âAnd one area where weâve made great strides is in the area of diet and how foods can affect child behavior. Gluten, for instance, is a real troublemaker, and Iâve noticed that Patrickâs lunch often includes wheat bread and sugary cookies, and a great deal of dairy, which we know many children are sensitive to.â
That morning, Lucy had packed the same lunch for Patrick as she had made for herself: a ham and cheese sandwich on multigrain bread, a sippy box of low-fat milk, an apple, and a homemade oatmeal-raisin cookie. âWhat foods would you suggest?â she asked.
âKale is fabulous, and thereâs broccoli and quinoa, and almond milk is preferable to cowâs milk. The list goes on and on. I can give you our list of lunch guidelines,â said Heidi,
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