They are in their terrible two years. I tell them every day that if they don't stop fighting and biting they won't be able to go to any school or daycare anywhere. They will be suspended. Because the school will not tolerate this type of behavior. All I can say is that I live up to the terrible status of the two. And last but not least, little Julie, a short three-year-old white female about to turn 21, lives in the house across from me. Julie has a sister named Juliana who is the same age as Destany and Rihanna. Julie and her sister have different fathers. Julie's father is a tall white male with sandy brown hair and her sister's father is African American. This is a sad summer for Julie because her mother died and her sisters were separated from each other. As soon as she sees my truck pull up in the driveway, before I can get out of the truck, she comes. Sometimes I manage to get into the house before he sees me arrive, but I leave the door open because I know he will arrive within five or ten minutes of my arrival. She comes in, grabs a blanket from the couch and curls up underneath it. He tells me again that my mother is dead. I take it and put it on my hip. Then I went to the front door and told her to look up at the big blue sky, after which I brought her back into the house and sat her on my lap as if she were a new born baby, I told her gently caressed her hair and