So I get home from class last night, where we watched Ginger Snaps (note to self: don't eat dinner while watching gory horror movies), and I ask Mr Earth how the Boy was.
Him: "You should check out the report."
Me: "Why, is anything wrong? Is he okay?"
Him: "Just check out the report. I can't really explain it."
So, I checked out the report. Usual stuff about toileting and disposition, and this...
I don't know what's more distressing: the fact that he played with poop and nobody stopped him, or that there were animals in the daycare.