“The little girl started to scream and cry for her mom, and Feran-Baum claimed he couldn’t get her to stop. He tried a time out, food and putting the girl down for a nap.” ...
so he then stomped her to death?
“so he then stomped her to death?”
Yeah, get that!
When I was a small child, and not so small as I can remember it, I went through a couple of stages where I carried on like this.
There was a while where I didn’t want anyone, not my beloved father, not my beloved grandmother, to do anything for my. I remember a shoe-tying incident. “Mama do! Mama do!” that was my mantra.
I also remember crying bitterly when my parents would go out for an evening, even though I was in the care of, again, my beloved grandmother.
Guess I’m just gosh darn lucky nobody stomped me to death, not even my somewhat wacky uncle.
Thanks uncle Joseph for not stomping me to death. In many ways you were a messed up guy....but not in that way!
What happened to the irresponsible parent giving a kid alcohol. Murdering the kid to get her to sleep is a hell of a step.