my brother once told my mom if she slapped him he would call child services,
my mom got out the phone book, wrote down the name of the police dept, fire
dept, ambulance and dcfs... now mind he wasn't in danger of needing slapped
this was because of another child at school... he took the paper and said
what's this for, she said, if you are calling dcfs and i'm going to jail i
intend to make it worth my while so YOU will need the ambulance and the
other kids will probably need the police or fire dept after you and i are
gone, then she slapped him right across the face, something i don't think
she did ever to any of us...

the real problem with your daughter is probably too many brains...

Lee

ps they had to get on the boat, there were like ten or twelve kids, and the
father had used almost all of their money to get the tickets, so no choice,
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> "Storrmmee" > wrote in message
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>>i think some of the never comes out the same is because of not having much
>>money when they first came her from italy, when he was eight or so his
>>parents went back to italy but he hid and missed the boat so he was on his
>>own very young, Lee
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>
> Wow! They left without him? Wow.
>
> This is the sort of thing I had always envisioned that might happen to
> Angela. Of course this never did happen but it's just her personality.
> She hates being told what to do and always wants to have the final say
> even if it is just yelling and screaming. If I tell her she has to be
> quiet (like because I hear a weird noise in the background and want to
> know what it is), that is the time she will start screaming.
>
> I keep picturing in the back of my mind some sort of old time war story
> where the family was in danger and had to hide and be quiet and she would
> be the one who would decide not to do that.
>
> When she was younger she ran out in front of a car in a parking lot once.
> I immediately reached out and grabbed her back, probably as any parent
> would do. And what did she do? Start lecturing me right then and there
> about how I wasn't supposed to put my hands on her! She doesn't remember
> it now. She is one of those kids who loves pointing out what other kids
> are doing wrong. And running in front of cars is always something she will
> point out.
>
> Thankfully she is old enough now that this is no longer much of a concern.
> But when she was younger this was always in the back of my mind. She did
> actually hide from me once. I was ready to kill her that day! She was in
> preschool and we were living in NY. I had bought her a fancy yellow
> Easter dress and she insisted on wearing the dress to school. Of course
> she came home with some of the fancy bows and roses missing. I sort of
> knew that would happen.
>
> But she hated going to preschool. It wasn't required in NY but it was
> strongly recommended and I felt it was necessary for her because she was
> so painfully shy. So we headed out the door. But I forgot something and
> had to turn back. It only took me a minute but in that length of time she
> had vanished.
>
> So I began calling for her. And she didn't answer. I panicked! We were
> living in military housing and you did have to show your I.D. to drive in
> there or even walk in through the gate. But people had been known to
> climb fences and we were always on the lookout for people who didn't look
> like they belonged because of frequent bomb threats to the Verazanno
> bridge that we lived practically under.
>
> Eventually I found her behind the next building over. The two women
> sitting there looked at me like I was nuts for all my screaming her name.
> But I was like... Um... You know she has to go to preschool now. You
> know I was looking for her. Why didn't somebody answer me and tell me
> where she was? Instead, the one woman who ran a daycare had fixed her a
> plate of fish sticks for lunch! And I know she knew that Angela had her
> lunch at school because we had talked about it. They had two different
> sessions and the afternoon kids had to eat lunch there.
>
> I am sooo glad those days are over. But in a week or so she will be a
> teen and then there will be new worries.
>