Day of the Vicious Momma, 6-6-06

Wow, am I mad! We are very open and generous with our home to our kids' friends. We let them come and play, eat, sleep over, make themselves at home. We like having an open home where friends are always welcome... until I am disrespected in any way. And today I demonstrated to one young man why this normally quiet, gentle, sweet lady is nick-named "Vicious Momma." Sparing details, I'll just say that he now understands that I do in fact possess certain 'super senses' that allow me to know what really goes on behind my back and that I will not tolerate any kind of disrespectful speech and action in my home. This young man will not be welcome in our home again. I hate to be that way. I'm usually very understanding and tolerant of typical kid behavior, and I've learned to forgive the normal ranges of 'negativity' in people. I think I've said it before somewhere (call me a fruitloop if you like but I know what I know), I'm a little bit like the Shadow who sees the darkness in men's hearts or something like that. Normally, I'm not too bothered by all that, but every so often I meet someone whose darkness is just a little too dark. I'm afraid this boy is one of them. I wonder if he has a particular birthmark? ;-)