I won't pretend to scratch my head in ignorance, wondering how on
earth a mother could kick her children to the curb after they fail to
heed the 87th warning to "STOP FIGHTING RIGHT THIS INSTANT OR I PROMISE
YOU I'LL PULL RIGHT OVER AND LEAVE YOU TWO ON THE STREET DON'T TEMPT ME
I'LL REALLY DO IT!"
I completely understand the urge. I've felt
the urge, after driving 3.8 miles with the feet of a 3-year-old planted
firmly in my back, or listening to yet another argument between my son
and his cousin about whether or not the Beast dies at the end of Beauty and the Beast,
or hearing my 8-year-old niece wax poetic about how wonderful girls are
and how yucky boys are, all within earshot of my two adorable (and yes,
sometimes yucky) boys, or simmering with a migraine while five kids in
the car decide to see who can scream the loudest.
But unlike this woman, I never acted on that urge.
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