BoomerangQuote:I think it is great that Lolly has a friend like you and that she looks up to you. You are a good role model for her and it doesn't sound like she has had one -- ever.
I've wondered, sometimes I get pretty harsh with HER.
Quote:I didn't have any good advice so I waited to respond. I'm glad I did because my initial reaction was to ditch the mom as a friend just to avoid her miserable kids.
LOL, honestly, that was my initial reaction to this drama thats unfolded in front of me for the last 2 years or so. At times, I get tired of building her self-esteem, and pointing out things to her in order for her to change things for the better. I can't change them for her, she has to do that for herself. I can only point...(she really needs counseling)
Let me just be honest here. This girl could have it all, anything she wanted. She is educated, (teacher) she has the body of a venus, and just recently inherited a house, along with a large sum of money. And I have pointed that out to her.
But she doesn't know how to be happy. I don't know if she's ever known what happiness is?
But back to Damien...
He's tried to pick-pocket my husband. Of course, my husband just picked him up and wooled him over it...hung him by his feet, and hugged and squeezed him. The child just smiled.
A couple of days later, he was up close and personal with my husband..trying to get his attention, which he did. And my husband wooled him again. My husband says he just needs a father figure to mess with him, and I know he does...but ok, I get errked at my husband playing father to him....he's that way with all three of her kids. But my husband is that way with ALL kids on the ballfield, or any kids that we are around. But I let this errk me. (I'm a bitch, an no..I've never showed it, or said anything about it)
And w/Damien, I've turned our fussin' into play. The other night, I walked up on the bleachers at practice and he took his dirty black feet and stuck them on my nice clean shirt and told me..lol, "I will git yo shurt dirteee." I laughed at him and told him.."You little creep, I'll punch your lights out when you do. You wanna fight?" And put my fist up at him. "Come on punk!" He just giggled. But he comes back often and wants to "hurt" me. I told Lolly that I was honestly scared that he'd punch me in the face "playing". And god help him when he does.
Ok so here's my question? How far do I go with the discipline? I felt that I had gotten out of line with him that night when he was hitting his mom. I was PISSED! He's not my child!
NoddyQuote:What about switching your interest from dealing with criminals to preventing criminals through Early Childhood Intervention
That might not be such a bad idea. I'm even swaying towards family counseling...LOL Sometimes it hits me when I write post about things that are or have went on in my own life, that I seemed to get intertwined into other people's drama. My life is pretty simple, unless my husband and I aren't getting along. Other than that, there is no drama, just everyone else's. Sometimes I feel like a magnet.