We had to both go into the warehouse this afternoon and our grandson was there. I’m furious that she brings him and makes him sit for hours while she works. It’s a warehouse for goodness sake – he needs to be outside playing with other children and not forced to sit in a warehouse full of heavy equipment and pallets of papers.
When we walked in he came running up to hug PawPaw. I asked him if he was going to wish PawPaw a Happy Birthday. He was surprised that it was PawPaw’s birthday and that he didn’t know about it or have a present to give him. She just walked by and ignored the whole gathering. Great lesson for the grandson in that. We give him loads of presents for his birthday and Christmas. We get nothing.