Simon works somewhere on the dock road so not sure why he couldn’t mind his own child. At least then Jacob could sleep in his own bed. Or if she has to have the sister mind him, why doesn’t the sister come to her house? At least all his stuff is there and he’s not being shuffled around the place. But there isn’t a hope in hell I’d be leaving my baby to go sit on a boat in Tipp, clutching a bottle of wine like a saddo.