Sometimes i wish i was a vampire!

ok, so we got a 'courtesy call' from the sweet cso (community support officer), mom went postal on her ass (i felt bad for the poor girl, but at least it wasn't at me!), threatened the press etc... stunningly enough, this evening the police showed up with the little miscreant in tow, she's agreed to the resolution and has come to appologise. apparently this resolution thing is only god once and the next time the little darling gets taken to the nick. Out goes mom with my son in tow. i would have been the one going postal if it'd been me! so she comes back in, the little chav has said a very grudging sorry, to which my darling mother replied that she'd done good asulting a seven year old (joy, more conflict). in the end we agreed to accept mainly because she has admitted guilt in her statement and we have an assurance from the police that the parents will keep her in line. I highly doubt it, but only time will tell. all that i want is to be left alone at this stage. i've got to much going on to worry about little chav/yob eegits! many appologies from the hunky cop (very very hunky, as in i wouldn't mind hanging that on my wall hunky) and we're all settled, except it's left me with a bad taste in my mouth and a severe wish never to have to deal with the like again!