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My daughter turned 21 over the Summer, and I couldn't wait to share this story with _her_ friends!
When Kristina was 4 or 5, she went to town with her mother. They were food shopping, I'm sure, and Deb had to make a deposit at the bank to put what cash she didn't need into our account. Kristina was in a fussy mood all day and really acted up in line. Deb kept shushing her, escalating to threats of varying degrees of 'privleges' taken away for the next week. Finally Deb couldn't take anymore, reached out, grabbed Kristina by the arm and told her,very quietly," If you don't start behaving this instant, I'm going to have daddy blister your butt when he gets home!"
She said this in a most threatening tone so that Kristina could see that she was serious.
Without batting an eye, Kristina looked up at Deb and said in the same tone of voice,but much louder, "If _you_ don't let go of my arm this instant, I'm telling grandma I saw you kissing daddy's pee-pee last night! "
Well! Y'all know how quiet banks are, right? Deb swears that the tellers stopped counting money, and that every eye was fastened on this little battle of wills. She was next in line. What should she do?
She kept hold of Kristina's arm and marched her to the car.
Deb swears as the doors closed she heard the entire bank(mostly women) erupt into laughter!