and she is suppose to be coming home in a week??? Kanga called us during phone hours and talked to husband. I was at work but she told him to have me call when I got home. So I did. Why I bother I have no idea. Kanga: Mom, I'm ready to come home. Me: You know things will be different when you come home. What you did was very, very wrong and you could have killed this entire family. Kanga: I know. Daddy told me I'd have more chores and stuff and need to watch my attitude. (said with the air of someone with Daddy wrapped around her little finger) Me: More than that Kanga. Everything has been removed from your room except for a few clothes, one blanket and one pillow. You may have your school stuff in there, but that is it. We rented a storage unit and all your stuff is there, so don't bother tearing the house apart looking for it, because it isn't here. If during the next 6 months, you are not violent, you may BEGIN to earn some of the stuff back. If at the end of the 6 months, you have been violent, you may pay for another 6 months rental or we can donate it all to charity, your choice. When you get home from PHP/school, you will go straight to your room and do your homework. When it is time to leave, you will walk immediately downstairs and get in the car. When we are out of the house, you will stay near me. Your brothers and sister have all told us about how you have been saying inappropriate things to them. Therefore you are only allowed to play with them when Daddy or I can sit next to you and supervise. You will not hurt anyone in this house again -- with your body or your words. Kanga: You always take everyone else's side. Me: Kanga you tried to kill us. There is only one right side to take. Kanga: I hate my family. I'm staying at psychiatric hospital until the end of the school year. (clearly starting to lose control) At that point I had her put a therapist on the line and I gave them a heads up that she was upset and to keep an extra eye on her.