What a Mother. . .

It's stories like this that make me want to leave Charlotte and never, ever come back.

A mother had her son arrested for stealing.

Stealing Pop Tarts.

Stealing them from the house. Not Food Lion. Not Harris Teeter. Not Wal Mart. But the house where he lives.

What a mother! (If you want to add an f-word to that, feel free.)

According to a Charlotte-Mecklenburg police report, the mother called investigators on Monday to report her Pop-Tarts had been stolen.

She fingered her own son, who is a juvenile, as the culprit.

Neighbor Fred Patrick could not stop laughing when he first learned an arrest had been made over Pop-Tarts.  He knows the young boy.

"He seems real nice to me.  I mean, he is real respectful," Patrick said.

The report said that the boy was placed under juvenile arrest and was charged with larceny/misdemeanor.

Another neighbor, Tiffany Covington, said in her house, food is there for everyone.

"It would be nice if they asked, but they don't.  They are kids," she said.

NBC Charlotte waited over two hours for the mother to come home Wednesday evening.  Apparently warned that a reporter was waiting at her front door, she parked her car a block away and slipped into her house through the back.

She emerged only briefly to hurl an obscenity and then slammed the door.
                       

So, what's the lesson that this little boy is supposed to learn? How do you steal from your home and why in the blue hell did Charlotte Mecklenburg Police waste my tax dollars arresting this child? Last time I checked, there's real crime in the Queen City.

Thank God, this clown is not my mother. Growing up, my mama had one rule about food in the house -- if you take the last one, let me know. If you drink the last of it, let me know.
Having your child arrested because he ate or stole Pop Tarts is the dumbest thing you could ever do. Someone please take this child away from this mother------.

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