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This Falls Into The "Really? REALLY?" Part Of The News

This seems to be one of those "it can't be true" type stories.

All I'm saying is that he would not be in jail right now if that was my child. He'd still be in the hospital. I can honestly say would lose my mind. It's probably the one time I would be ok with hitting someone I didn't know. Don't mess with my kids. The article doesn't say what the mom did but I'm guessing she was in shock. With my son and his outbursts, I've had my fair share of stares (let's not rhyme anymore lady). I've gotten a backbone and told complete strangers to stop staring. Sorry my kid is so loud that it's bothering you. Sorry that I don't have a perfect child. Sorry that I can't have a quiet child like yours. Sorry that mine likes to express how he feels, whether it's sadness, anger or happiness (the loudest of the three). I've told people that it hurts when they stare. It's opened a lot of dialogue about Aspergers.

What happened to this mom and child though, is worse than anything I've dealt with. I really would like to believe I would've taken a swing at him. I also like to think I wouldn't have gotten in trouble for it. If I did get arrested for hitting him, I would feel no remorse and I would tell the judge that I would gladly do it again.

Then ya'll can come see me in the pokey! Yeehaw!!

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