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<blockquote data-quote="hearts and roses" data-source="post: 457422" data-attributes="member: 2211"><p><span style="color: #008080"><span style="font-size: 10px">I'm more the parent/neighbor who takes in these strays, always have. I just remember always being that kid and it was nice when a neighbor or parent would just invite me to stay or have dinner with the family. Sometimes one of the parents (and my friend) would walk or drive me home. As a teen I spent many nights or dinner hours at a friends house whose parents never met my parents. I truly believe that it hadn't been for those kind people, I would never had known what 'normal' was. Some of them were the kind of people I tried to emulate when I became a parent. </span></span></p><p><span style="color: #008080"><span style="font-size: 10px"></span></span></p><p><span style="color: #008080"><span style="font-size: 10px">I know you're tired at the end of the day, but maybe seeing it from another perspective will help you roll off the anger at the parents and think of the impression you're making on the kid. </span></span></p><p><span style="color: #008080"><span style="font-size: 10px"></span></span></p><p><span style="color: #008080"><span style="font-size: 10px">I had this one girl from the neighborhood who rang the bell every Saturday morning, winter spring summer and fall, at 7:30 AM - we'd still be sleeping and H would have her sit in front of the tv and wait for the girls to wake up. We never met her parents, but she spent a lot of her time with us. The first and only time I met her mother was when she came looking for Brandi because apparently the girl's father had a massive coronary and died. It was horrible. I remember once calling her mom to let her know we were going to eat dinner and before I could tell her I was sending Brandi home (so she could watch for her), the mom said, 'sure' and hung up. I guess she thought I was asking permission for Brandi to eat with us, which she did. </span></span></p><p><span style="color: #008080"><span style="font-size: 10px"></span></span></p><p><span style="color: #008080"><span style="font-size: 10px">I think that these are situations we are put in for a reason. I've had many other strays over the years. For some reason, I could tell which ones were good and which ones weren't, because we never got burned. In fact, one of those strays we now consider our surrogate son and he works with H often, he calls me for every holiday and always tells me he loves me before hanging up. I've met his mother twice and while she's 'okay', I wouldn't give her any mother awards. Big hugs.</span></span></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="hearts and roses, post: 457422, member: 2211"] [COLOR=#008080][SIZE=2]I'm more the parent/neighbor who takes in these strays, always have. I just remember always being that kid and it was nice when a neighbor or parent would just invite me to stay or have dinner with the family. Sometimes one of the parents (and my friend) would walk or drive me home. As a teen I spent many nights or dinner hours at a friends house whose parents never met my parents. I truly believe that it hadn't been for those kind people, I would never had known what 'normal' was. Some of them were the kind of people I tried to emulate when I became a parent. I know you're tired at the end of the day, but maybe seeing it from another perspective will help you roll off the anger at the parents and think of the impression you're making on the kid. I had this one girl from the neighborhood who rang the bell every Saturday morning, winter spring summer and fall, at 7:30 AM - we'd still be sleeping and H would have her sit in front of the tv and wait for the girls to wake up. We never met her parents, but she spent a lot of her time with us. The first and only time I met her mother was when she came looking for Brandi because apparently the girl's father had a massive coronary and died. It was horrible. I remember once calling her mom to let her know we were going to eat dinner and before I could tell her I was sending Brandi home (so she could watch for her), the mom said, 'sure' and hung up. I guess she thought I was asking permission for Brandi to eat with us, which she did. I think that these are situations we are put in for a reason. I've had many other strays over the years. For some reason, I could tell which ones were good and which ones weren't, because we never got burned. In fact, one of those strays we now consider our surrogate son and he works with H often, he calls me for every holiday and always tells me he loves me before hanging up. I've met his mother twice and while she's 'okay', I wouldn't give her any mother awards. Big hugs.[/SIZE][/COLOR] [/QUOTE]
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