Anyways, I finally get into the drivers seat still ranting about hitting and how we don't act that way and as I put my key in the ignition I come face to face with the woman who has parked in the space opposite mine. She is staring in abject horror and all of the sudden I remember that poor Irish Traveler woman from years ago. The one who got caught on the mall security cam going medieval on her kids in a van. Oh, crap I am that woman. I am sure she is taking my license plate number and calling protective services as I pull out.
It is here I decided not to threaten spankings anymore...now we are going to call it Child Abusing...that's right "Don't make me Child Abuse you!" "Son, if you hit your sister in the head I will Child Abuse you." "If you run out into the street I will Child Abuse your bottom!"
A girl friend of mine says this way when they scream in a store- "Don't Child Abuse me!" and run in the other direction, as you are trying to wrestle them back into the cart after they bean you in the face with a sippy cup, people will laugh instead of calling the authorities.
All of the sudden I am feeling really sorry for that Irish Traveller chick.