It's tough, being the parent, at times.
DD2 had received concert tickets for her 12th birthday--some boy band. She was a "latch key" kid at this point, came home instead of going to daycare while we were at work. She went to check the mail, and there was a package as well as several important pieces, including a new credit card we had been waiting on (old one expired). Instead of walking straight home, dropping off the mail/package, and going into the pool (less than 3 minutes--our apartment was beside the pool and the mailboxes in front of it), she chose to go to the pool to hang with her friends.
Two hours later, she went home---sans mail and package. She still has no idea what happened to the mail/package; she remembered getting them out of the mailboxes, she remembered what envelopes were there, and going to the pool, but she doesn't know what happened to them while she was playing with her friends.
She didn't care that she lost them either--I think that is what made DH the maddest. He gave away her concert tickets. She did not get a replacement present, either. She never lost the mail again...tough lesson for her.
I think he was a little too harsh on this punishment, but then again, she had had to have her cell phone replaced twice already at this point (one went down into a port-a-potty at an outdoor concert event, the other in the pool when her friends pushed her in fully clothes), broke a video camera AND a digital camera (by playing with them with her friends--dropped one and screwed up the buttons on the other), and had been caught (by video taping herself
) jumping on our bed and wearing my good jewelry.
I think he was just fed up with her behavior at this point---we found someone to sit with her after school, and she wasn't allowed out of sight of the sitter--oh, that made her so
but too bad. It took her another 2 years to grow up enough that we could let her be by herself---I ended up quitting my job after 3 months of the sitter because we were spending so much (DS in daycare FT plus the PT sitter which cost almost as much as the FT daycare), it just wasn't financially feasible for me to continue working---my entire paycheck was going to gas, daycare and dinners out.