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Seriously, I had NO idea what a can of worms that was gonna turn out to be. In retrospect, I should have just pulled my kid into the house for the balance of the day and pitched the shirt into the garbage--but I had no way to know that at the time.
I gotta say that her threat against me is less disturbing to me than the threats she made against her child. Had she hit me--that has a pretty clear path for resolution/conclusion. It might have been ugly--but it would ultimately have ended. Violence against that child, however, is just terrible to contemplate because the victimization just keeps on going.
My idea of "backyard justice" is correcting the situation at the time and maybe a lecture on the ethics and expectations involved. By way of example, last summer I found the kids in our backyard having some kind of meltdown involving the tire swing (I never DID figure out exactly what the transgression was that time.) I made them all weed the flower bed (took about five minutes) while we "talked" about getting along with each other and proper conflict resolution.
I might BORE them to death, I might make them do something productive as "punishment," but I simply can't imagine beating on a kid. I explain it to the kids this way: My house, My rules. You can stay here and live with that understanding or you can go home.
So far, that philosophy has worked for me, and the kids really don't seem to mind it because they know the first thing I'm gonna do is ask for ALL the versions of the story--that they WILL be heard. They can live with my justice or they can go play someplace else. They have choices and they have consequences for what they choose to do.
That poor little kid last night, however, I'm not sure he's got too many choices.
Laura
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