How about some more daycare drama?

Things at Ellie's school had been going so well for the past several months. She was always happy about being dropped off, her teachers loved her, and I was only getting positive reports. But then they informed me that it was time to move her out of the Transition class and into the 3 year old class. Ellie's two best friends had already moved up and I was excited for her to rejoin them. Another bonus was that my tuition would go down by $50 a month. So, last week they moved her up. It did not go well. Every time I went in to pick her up, the teacher was always barking orders at the kids.
"Close your mouths! Absolutely no talking!"
"Sit on your bottoms right now!"
And the tone was very harsh. Maybe it came across more harsh because English is her second language, but we all know how I feel about tone of voice with toddlers. Ellie started resisting going to school and begging to go back to her old teacher's class. I would say in a bright voice, "But don't you want to be in the big girls' class with Hannah and Caitlyn?" "No,' she would always reply, "I want Ms. Yumi's class. Ms. Yumi loves me." Ellie also started telling Tom and I to "shut our mouths" and to "stop talking." You can guess how much we loved that.

So, once again I found myself in the uncomfortable position of talking to the director about a teacher. I know they just love me there. The end result? I got her moved back down to her old class for the remaining two months of school. Yeah, she will be the oldest kid in her class and I will still have to shell out that extra $50, but it was totally worth it to see how happy she was when I picked her up today.