Quote:Same here. We had a JD two houses down when my son was preschool age. He was 4 years older...just old enough to be a hero to my son. The day I caught him in my son's treehouse fort holding my 4-yr-old son 5 feet off the ground with a rope tied around him was the day I lost all compassion...
Awww Eva...I don't blame you one bit. I would have lost compassion completely on that! I would have wanted to inflict bodily harm on that JD...hung him by his feet and left him swinging for an hour or two to show him how it felt. GRRRRR....
I lost compassion with X when he
threatened to shoot my youngest son with a shot gun. I still don't know what the fuss was all about, but when they come through the door and told me that X told them he was going to do that. I went off! I told them to tell X to come to my house the next afternoon, for I had something to explain to him. That was the last day of school, and haven't seen X since. GREAT!
Quote: I am exactly the same way. And I never had another parent confront me about it, either. If I suspected they might, I dealt with it preemptively by telling them right away that "the kids weren't playing nice, so I sent everybody home."
Yep...me too. But if they are that type parent that thinks their lil angel does no wrong, I could careless if they like what I have to say or not. I try to be diplomatic with who is at fault and why. But some don't see it...screw'm!
Boomerang, not trying to steal your thread..lol But I gotta ask...
Ok, I have a question?
I'm trying to deal with a situation now...and don't know how to handle it.
I have a friend that has three boys...and we are around one another 3 or 4 times a week at the ballfields. Her youngest son, Damien...lol, (suits him) IMO needs some discipline to the likes that he wouldn't be able to sit down for a week. And she just allows him to get away with it.
He sat down next to me one night, eating nachos...and running his fingers through the nachos...licking them, then wiping them off on my shoulder...all the way down to my elbow!
I tried to keep my cool, but the third trip down my arm..I asked him through gritted teeth & growling voice to stop?
He grins at me. (SMACK)
Mom does nothing.
As soon as thats overwith, he decides he's going to hit me. Full throttle in the back of my rib cage.
I reached around and grabbed his hand, growled again and told him.."Little boy, I hit back, now I told you to stop..period!"
Again he grins at me.
This time..Mom finally takes notice, she reaches over and swats him. This lil demon swats her back. And then tells her.."I HATE YOU, I WANT MY BROTHER!" And gets up to run off.
Thats when I butted in. (I shouldn't have...but she's been talking to me about him..and how she can't handle him..) I grabbed Damien by the back of the shorts and put him back on the bench, told him.."HAVE A SEAT LITTLE MAN, YOUR NOT RUNNING OFF!"
He tells me..(get this) "You FAT BITCH, I don't have to listen to YOU.!"
(I'm wanting to slap him smoothe off the bench at this point)
Mom slaps him in the mouth.(gently) He then slaps her back. (I'm loosing my cool at this point) Then when she swats him again, he takes her fingers and tries to break them off, telling her "I HATE YOU, I HATE YOU."
I butted in again.
I turned to him and got down on his level and told him.."You will stop this now. I didn't come to the ballgame to put up with you behaving like this! Its not acceptable. Now apologize to me and your mother!"
This kids is so Fuckin' defiant!
He buries his head under his moms arm.
And I'm looking at her like she's crazy! I would have beat my son's asses in public over that kind of behavoir and dared anyone to call DHS.
I sat back down..and went back to watching the ballgame thinking...OMG......SHE DIDN'T DO ANYTHING ABOUT THAT!
So..when we are back to watching the ballgame, he gets up to run off again. And I'm thinking...no you aren't. I sat him back down. Told him ..."Nope, your not going anywhere. You still owe us and apology."
Thats when the little **** decides he's going to pull my hair! He reaches up and grabs a handfull of my hair in his fist and threatens to pull it!! I reached around and grabbed a handful of his hair and told him.."IF thats how you want to play Damien, you just remember...I'll pull ya baldheaded before this is overwith! You WILL NOT PULL MY HAIR! NOW SIT THERE, KEEP YOUR HANDS TO YOURSELF, AND WATCH THE BALLGAME!!"
Lolly says something to him......He turns and kicks the living dog out of her...and now she's trying to pull him off of her. Thats when I lost my cool and put him bodily back on the bench and dared him to move.
Thats when I growled at her...I told her.."Lolly, you are always talking about the way these boys treat you, this is your chance to make a difference right here. Follow through! DO NOT LET HIM GET THE UPPERHAND in this situation!!! Now whose the boss?"
All I got was a "STOP IT DAMIEN!"
(having to count to ten~ Deep breath)
That was ONE NIGHT...he is constantly doing something to me. He reminds me of one of those kids that would torture a cat to watch it suffer...to let it die a cruel death. And he's 5!!!!
How do you deal with THAT?