A Daughter’s Fear

After our drunk neighbor made all this noise last night about calling DSS, my poor daughter now believes that this woman wants to take her away from us. She’s scared.

In the meantime, we watched while her two daughters rode their bikes in the middle of the street in front of a huge black SUV with no supervision at all. Then later this afternoon, we heard cries of “Help! Help!” coming from next door. Once more, their three-year-old was on the neighbor’s trampoline. My husband hollered over to the owner of the trampoline and the little girl’s mom who was sitting right there just waved her hand dismissively and said, “There’s someone watching her.” There was no one watching this little girl, and she was so scared. It broke my heart. This, folks, is what “near perfect” parenting looks like.


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