As a parent I can understand that sometimes you might have to bring your kids to work. When Georgie was a newborn I was lucky enough to have a job that allowed me to bring her in with me. I had my own office, wasn’t near any other employees and was able to close the door so that if she did start crying she would never bother anyone. I did this for one month before we left Australia for the US. If we had planned on staying I would have found daycare for her; I would not have expected this to be a long term solution.
This past weekend we had an Architect come over to take some measurements and photos for a renovation of our old barn and the plans for our new garage. This guy showed up with his six year old son in tow. I personally find this very unprofessional, especially seeing that he mentioned that his wife was at home with their 18 month old. My husband ended up watching our two kids plus the architects child while I showed him around. This is our family home and my husband and I both want to be involved in the plans for it. We felt as if he wasn’t taking his job or us seriously. We made the decision to hire him together and he should have been talking to both of us about what we wanted for this project. We both want different things and its his job to put all that together.
In the hour they were here this child managed to bust my sons large Mickey Mouse balloon, hit Ethan with a truck, turn the slide upside down, climb up on it and try to get Georgie to climb up so he could shake it and knock her off and the worst was he killed our goldfish. Yes, this six year old child killed our much loved family pet. He dumped an entire container of fish food in with the fish and that’s what led to her death. We have had that goldfish for ages and it was a great fish with a lot of personality. We were only annoyed but the death of our fish was the final straw for us. How do we know that he won’t bring his son along with him in the future, next time he could injure one of our children.
The Architect has now been fired and it was all due to a twenty cent fish. I wonder how he feels knowing that he lost a large job due to something that costs twenty cents. Hopefully he learned a lesson and doesn’t take his child to clients houses anymore. If he does hopefully he’ll keep his son with him and not expect the client to babysit him.

This is crazy and you have such a patience. If it was me when he busted the balloon, I would call his dad and told him to come back in another time when he can have alternate care for his son.