I got a ticket last week for speeding. I’m so angry with myself because I fell into the trap that’s right around the corner from my house. The cops are ALWAYS there. I should have known better.
Evie’s kind of afraid of the police. She doesn’t quite understand what they do. Whenever she does something wrong and I get angry with her she always asks me if the police are going to come and be mad at her. I try to let her know that police are her friends and that their job is to keep the neighborhood safe. So when we got pulled over I didn’t want Evie to be alarmed.“Mommy, why is the policeman mad at you?”
“Because Mommy was going too fast.”
“Oh. That’s crappy.”
(Long pause. She knows that word is against the rules.)
“Yeah, sweetie. It’s real crappy.”
(When you hear the truth spoken…)
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