Here's the email (replacing all names):
[My son] had a great time at camp. Thanks for taking the kids. I know it was hard work and [my son] did mention wandering around one night, so I'm guessing you guys didn't get a lot of sleep.
Thanks, also, for preparing dinners and lunches that he could eat. I have to admit, though, I'm upset that his breakfast wasn't considered. The cereal might have contained traces of peanuts, no one thought to buy him soya milk, he couldn't eat the pancakes (he was upset about that today) and he was disappointed the margarine contained butter. You guys obviously made an effort to include him for the most part.
The reason I'm so frustrated is that I offered time and again to help with the shopping and buy whatever you needed. In fact, last Friday, when I picked [son] up from school, I had just gone shopping and offered to give [his teacher] some soya milk and whatever else she thought he'd need. I would have also gladly gone back to the store, as I mentioned to [the person buying the food] earlier in the day. In [my son's teacher]'s defense, she thought that it wasn't necessary and I assumed (stupidly, obviously) that also.
Part of the reason we decided to go with a small school is that we thought it would be easier to deal with his allergies there. There is more individual attention and therefore we assumed he would be more catered for and not feel so different. The problem is that, while you have been great about keeping him safe, I'm not happy with the way he's singled out for foods. In a larger school, I'm sure the same would happen, but there would be more of a chance there would be kids like him who couldn't eat this or that for whatever reason.
I'm not sure what exactly I want you to do about all of this, but just wanted to let you know my feelings. I had hoped that camp would quash the misgivings I have had. Obviously, that hasn't happened. Food allergies aren't rocket science; I'm sure you have the ability to deal with them, what seems to be lacking is the willingness.
Anyway, I should have been more aggressive, obviously, but they were adament they had it all under control. There were things that luckily worked out -- my son got chocolate bananas becasuse luckily I stuck in some chocolate bars in his bag. Otherwise he would have had bananas... sheesh what's chocolate to a 5 year old? (And they are very PC.. no celebrating of holidays... give them someone who's actually different and all this "we accept and will accomodate everyone" goes out the window.)
Hmmm. I will not cut off my nose to spite my face. But by god, I will make them sweat. And no, I don't play games, if the other school is better, my son is there.
(not quite calmed down yet from the episode...)