Reply #36: You just reminded me of how many times I had to get after two

[SeattleGirl]

kids in the neighborhood last summer. Street to my house is very narrow, and only two blocks long before I have to turn the corner. Everyone (well, except for a former neighbor) drives slowly, because there are a lot of kids around here.

Last summer, these two kids would be out playing in the street (again, no big deal around here), so I would stop the car so they could get out of the road. I'd start to drive by, and the little ankle biters would run back out in the road! :grr:

I'd stop the car again, they'd back away, I'd start moving forward again, AND THEY'D DO IT AGAIN! Finally, one day I'd had it. I wasn't pissed because they were delaying me in getting home, but because I was scared that they'd misjudge things and I'd hit them. So I got out of the car, and in my best quiet-voiced "mommy voice" (the kind my mom used on me to scare the piss out of me), I told them that they should never do that again, because I did not want to hurt them with my car.

They stopped after that.

I think a lot of the problem was their aunt, who watched (ha-ha) them during the day when the parents were at work. She is a very unpleasant woman, though the parents are pretty cool.

The last thing I would ever want to do is hit someone, especially a kid!