Anyone out there had to track down the Po-Po's today?? Hmmmm?? For those of you that don't have an 11 year old who regularly says "word to your mothuh" and "Peace out my homies" the Po-Po's are police officers.
And why would I be tracking down the Po-Po's at 7:50 in the morning??? This is why....
Oh yeah I took pictures. This kid was going down. I looked for him for 20 minutes. No kid and none of the other kids knew his last name or where he lived. They did know where he caught the bus in the morning so early today the Capt and I got up, got dressed, got The Boo-Bear (who OH MY GOODNESS!!! her face is so bruised and her eye is almost shut from all the swelling) and we piled in the car to find him and get his address so we could talk to the parents. At the bus stop the Po-Po's were trying to catch speeders so we walked over to ask them their advice as to how to handle this. It wasn't just your every day random scrap you get on the play ground. This had the cops wincing and asking if we wanted to press charges. I said no. I mean, I really only wanted him to apologize and for his parents to be aware of what happened. The cops talked to the boy and since he lived right next to the bus stop they walked over to his house while we waited outside. When your hubby is a Capt there is chain of command and all that stuff so we wanted to do things the right way. The boys mom was really nice. She invited us in....I felt so bad for her cause it was so early and what a way to start the day....she looked at The Boo-Bears face and gasped then apologized. The cops asked us again if we wanted to press charges and again we said no we just wanted to talk about it and then let it go. We talked like grown ups for about 10 minutes. The boy apologized and you could tell he felt really bad. Then we all shook hands and left. The hubby asked me if I was satisfied with the outcome. I was. I was also glad he is the kind of father who would take time out of his day (you have no idea at the amount of work he has on the agenda) to make sure his daughter is taken care of and looked after.
My daughter didn't want to miss school so I loaded her up with Motrin, wrote a note to her teacher and then her father and I gave her a hug and told her to be brave little soldier. Moms...we do more before 9am then most people do all day.