Wednesday, January 25, 2006

Oh, the joys of parenting.

So a week or so ago my daughter calls me, I can tell it's her because her phone rings distinctive from other phone calls. I glance at the time, it's about the time she would be getting out of school.
I answer expecting her to say something like hey can I go to your house instead of mom's. Instead right after I say, Hello.
She says, "What's the sentence for a class one misdemeanor?"
Well the Hello, quickly becomes HELL NO in my head. But I manage to keep it together and ask the best possible question, Why?
"Just because." she says indifferently.
"are you in trouble?"
No
Are you planning on getting into trouble?
No
Why do you need to know this information
Someone I know hit there Mom
You didn't hit your Mom, did you? I tried not to sound hopeful.
I well it really depends on some things but it could be some jail time to probation or both. Where are you?
At Mom's
OK are you sure you aren't planning on hitting her?
Yes Dad, OK thanks for the info love you bye
Bye

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