Should we send him to one of those camps for troubled children, where they grab them in the middle of the night? This child has no regard for boundaries, regulations, nor the law for that matter. I've tolerated the scaling of refrigerators, dryers, outdoor bbq's and so forth. Magic Eraser manages to remove all of his abstract art work. He commits one of the worst crimes on a daily basis....and that is stealing my food from me! Today though, today is the day it has started to get serious.....felony-type serious. I am sure I've grown a few grey hairs, and creased a few more wrinkles. Let me preface this story by saying, I was not home.....I was not the responsible parent. I was out pounding the pavement......training a client.....one little hour, just one. This is how it goes. Scott came home to take all of the boys to baseball practice (George was already at his), so it was only the 4 other boys. Scott asked the boys to get in the car and put KC in his seat, while he ran in to get something. Well, they didn't. The car was parked in the driveway.....note "was". While the boys completely ignored Scott's demands, KC climbed in the front seat of the car. He found the keys, placed the key in the ignition, started it, and then put it into neutral. Charlie was the only child that actually did as Scott asked, and was buckled in his seat. Once James saw the car starting to roll back, he jumped in and tried to press the brake. Unfortunately, he was unsuccessful. Fortunately, he did not get himself run over. The car stopped after it had crossed the street and crashed into the gate that is on the other side of the street. I think that is car theft, and hit and run. The "what if" scenarios have made me absolutely sick to my stomach......we are soooo lucky that that was all that happened. I shouldn't be dealing with stuff like this until their teen years! I can't even blame it all on the Cuillard genes. Back in 1982, my brother broke into my mom's car and put it in neutral.....he ended up hitting another car, falling out of the car and running over and breaking his leg. He just wasn't smart enough to start the ignition. I can honestly say, I am exhausted, and extremely grateful that nothing tragic happened!
ps.......he also makes you think he is really sweet. I gave him some sort of treat, and this was his reply, "Thank you Mommy, farthead Mommy" all with a big smile on his face!