Sunshine IS.GROUNDED.

GROUNDED.
Went to bed without dinner. (did get an ensure to meet her nutritional needs.)
Lost her bike until further notice.
lost everything else on "her" porch (the toy mecca), save the trampoline. Because that's the most movement she's gonna be getting for a while.
Lost the toys in her room until further notice.
Recess is fifteen minutes on the back porch with her trusty trampoline.
PE? Trampoline then yoga.
Lovely nature walks to see the flowers and bugs? NO.
Freedom to walk in shopping centers??? HA no.

In fact, Sunshine is now on a (literal) leash (carvest and w/ baby leash - the length meant for a two year old baby) until she can go at least two weeks without a single.slip.up. (I wanted two years, no chances, but MommyM is a pushover...nice... reasonable.)

Why???

MommyM took her to the playground for a nice 15 minute break. After fifteen minutes (and all appropriate warnings), she told Sunshine it was time and Sunshine told her that she was going to do everything one more time.
M: Sunshine, it's time to go, honey.
S: NO
and so Sunshine ran.
MommyM followed, Sunshine ran. Sunshine cornered herself by the office. MommyM started The Count (Per PCITherapist, count, give choice or consequence, count, more choice or add'l consequence, repeat until cooperation). And so, recess went, recess went for a week, the bike went.
Sunshine picked up a peice of grass stuff that looks (and is sturdy) like bamboo.
The bike went for MUCH.LONGER.
She started whacking MommyM with it.
More consequences.
She started throwing five inch rocks at MommyM.
MORE consequences.
She started threatening to throw rocks at the office window.
MommyM walked away.
Ouch. That has got to be the most difficult thing to do. She knew that there were a few good neighbors keeping an eye on Sunshine, so she came and got MommyM so there would be more support.
Sunshine is like a rabbit. She doesn't run in a straight line.
MommyT recruited to fairly fit looking teens as second front.
We all headed back to the office and found Sunshine on the sidewalk halfway back. She didn't cross the road alone!! Of course, she still had the attitude from hell. I told the girls to head around back and we attacked from all sides.
Sunshine had the good sense to stay put and MommyT grabbed her hand, pulled her to standing and marched to her room. Pulled off her shoes. Shut the door.
Sunshine tried to kick, hit, bite, head-butt, and curse. MommyT took dinner. Bedtime was now.
MommyM (being a pushover reasonable) said she had to have an ensure, at least. So she got to drink an ensure with her night time meds. She actually had the audacity to tell me that she wanted to eat the same thing we did and she was NOT going to bed until she was ready. Then she actually tried to throw a fit because it wasn't chocolate. So I started to walk out with 2/3 can left. She stopped and begged for more ensure, I told her it was the only.time. she would get a chance tonight.
At least Girl had the common sense to shut up and drink her supper.
Then she told me that she didn't WANT... something, I don't know.
In a shining star moment I told her to want in one hand and take a hot heaping poo in the other, see which fills up first and go to bed in the mean time.
She was so flabbergasted she quieted herself.
MommyM and I took everything out to the garage once she seemed settled long enough.

Sunshine is going to have a big shock tomorrow.

Oh yeah, she is grounded for the rest of her life. (Or until MommyM makes me let her out.)