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<blockquote data-quote="witzend" data-source="post: 147221" data-attributes="member: 99"><p>One time we went camping, and L was about 8 years old. I asked her to wipe of the vinyl table cloth after dinner. There were some dead fruit flies on it. She shrieked bloody murder "No! No! No!" So I told her she had to go into the tent and stop calm down and stop screaming or we would have to go home. By that time it had gone on for about 10 minutes. She went in the tent and shrieked for another 20 minutes. You could hear her for miles. I just couldn't do that to other people on their vacations. I told her to stop or we would have to go home. More and louder, "No! I don't want to go home! No! No! Don't make me!" So, seven 0'clock Friday night we're breaking camp and heading home. As we are pulling the tent down, a Sheriff's patrol crawls by. L is in the car with the windows cracked and screeching at the top of her lungs she doesn't want to go home as we are taking down the tent. He sees that, speeds up to normal and moves on. I go up to the camp host and ask for our money back as we have to leave. She says "Sorry, no refunds." I say "That's our little girl who's been screaming for the last hour and we need to go home. We had our money back. Thank God we had two cars because I was so mad I couldn't even get in the car with her.</p><p></p><p>At the time, she was doing a lot of physical picking on M, who was 4, and she lived with her dad. He always denied that it ever happened around him and it must be our fault. So, he wouldn't answer the phone that night but the next morning we made him come and get her. He sat there in our living room while we talked about her troubles and said he had to start taking her in hand and get her some help. Just as "If it happens here it's your fault because she's just not that way around me and my wife" is coming out of his mouth, M screams and runs out of their bedroom, where they had been told to play quietly while we talked. He had an egg on his forehead about the size of a ping pong ball, and L had a 1 x 3 wooden building block in her hand. D-ex grabbed L and left. We never heard that BS line again. In fact, when he was ready to give up on her when she was 12 and wanted dump her on us, it came out that she was doing the exact same stuff and worse to her half sister at home. Gouging with fingernails, ripping out hair, you name it. "No thanks D-ex. Your made the mess, you clean it up."</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="witzend, post: 147221, member: 99"] One time we went camping, and L was about 8 years old. I asked her to wipe of the vinyl table cloth after dinner. There were some dead fruit flies on it. She shrieked bloody murder "No! No! No!" So I told her she had to go into the tent and stop calm down and stop screaming or we would have to go home. By that time it had gone on for about 10 minutes. She went in the tent and shrieked for another 20 minutes. You could hear her for miles. I just couldn't do that to other people on their vacations. I told her to stop or we would have to go home. More and louder, "No! I don't want to go home! No! No! Don't make me!" So, seven 0'clock Friday night we're breaking camp and heading home. As we are pulling the tent down, a Sheriff's patrol crawls by. L is in the car with the windows cracked and screeching at the top of her lungs she doesn't want to go home as we are taking down the tent. He sees that, speeds up to normal and moves on. I go up to the camp host and ask for our money back as we have to leave. She says "Sorry, no refunds." I say "That's our little girl who's been screaming for the last hour and we need to go home. We had our money back. Thank God we had two cars because I was so mad I couldn't even get in the car with her. At the time, she was doing a lot of physical picking on M, who was 4, and she lived with her dad. He always denied that it ever happened around him and it must be our fault. So, he wouldn't answer the phone that night but the next morning we made him come and get her. He sat there in our living room while we talked about her troubles and said he had to start taking her in hand and get her some help. Just as "If it happens here it's your fault because she's just not that way around me and my wife" is coming out of his mouth, M screams and runs out of their bedroom, where they had been told to play quietly while we talked. He had an egg on his forehead about the size of a ping pong ball, and L had a 1 x 3 wooden building block in her hand. D-ex grabbed L and left. We never heard that BS line again. In fact, when he was ready to give up on her when she was 12 and wanted dump her on us, it came out that she was doing the exact same stuff and worse to her half sister at home. Gouging with fingernails, ripping out hair, you name it. "No thanks D-ex. Your made the mess, you clean it up." [/QUOTE]
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