WWJD? Probably not what I did. I didn’t make an instant move, though. I thought it through and the end result was what I hoped was right. It’s all about these sandals. They’re Kyah’s. She took them off at Kidspoint a couple of weeks ago and we never saw them again. Then, Cristel came to our house to play and I noticed them on her feet. I asked where she got them and she just looked at me like a deer in the headlights of a 4×4. Her sister spoke up and said they were a gift from her aunt, while at the same time, several other girls began to rat her out. I was conflicted. I felt that if I let her keep them, even though she knew that I knew they weren’t her shoes, I was reinforcing the negative behavior. So, I grabbed her by the foot, yanked the shoes off, and she took off crying and running for home. Not really. Well, she did take off for home with big crocodile tears, but I politely asked her for them back because they weren’t her shoes. I’m so mean. Writing this makes me feel guilty. I wish I had a pair of sandals that are actually her size to give her. I just couldn’t gift her something that was stolen. What would you have done?
