vegan post pregnancy weight loss
Its happened. I know this moment was going to happen. And now it has. A little boy hit my daughter during playgroup last week and oh yeah, it went down. Well, maybe that is a slight exaggeration. But it did end with me looking worse than the evil witch in Sleeping Beauty.
Let me set the scene for you. My daughter is bouncing happily on a trampoline when enter the son of the devil (dum, dum, dumduuuum). No, only joking (well, not really). Anyway, this little boy came and, totally unprovoked I may add, whacked my daughter on the head. My mouth dropped to the floor, and I ran over. Of course, his mum was no where to be seen. I politely told him that we dont hit, and I told my daughter to move over so she was further away from him. I hoped that was the end of it, but things were about to get worse.
AS I stepped back, the little devil spawn, sorry boy, then moved closer and actually hit her harder, in the face! In my head, I drop kicked the boy out of the window, but what I actually did was to go up to him again and tell him we dont hit and that hitting wasnt a very nice thing to do. I said all this with a big frown on my face, for dramatic emphasis.
Obviously there wasnt a single witness to his crime. His mum was nowhere to be seen. And you know what happened next? He turned on the waterworks. He actually started wailing so loud that the WHOLE of the room turned round to look at the boy crying and then ME standing next to him (GULP). He then ran to his mum, still wailing, and I followed (ran) after. I explained to her that all I had done was to tell him not to hit my daughter. His mum looked at me and smiled and said that was fine (but I think she said in her head....dont make my son cry, bitch). And I smiled (and secretly thought, you should be watching your son, lady).
Obviously there wasnt a single witness to his crime. His mum was nowhere to be seen. And you know what happened next? He turned on the waterworks. He actually started wailing so loud that the WHOLE of the room turned round to look at the boy crying and then ME standing next to him (GULP). He then ran to his mum, still wailing, and I followed (ran) after. I explained to her that all I had done was to tell him not to hit my daughter. His mum looked at me and smiled and said that was fine (but I think she said in her head....dont make my son cry, bitch). And I smiled (and secretly thought, you should be watching your son, lady).
But alas, this is me being dramatic. I mean this stuff happens all the time doesnt it??? The point of the story is that I think I am now known as the pantomime villain at the playgroup. I have visions of all the children crying when they see me, and the parents huddling over their children so the nasty witch lady wont shout at them. Not that I care too much. I mean, I only told the boy not to hit. Thats ok isnt it?
I have a feeling this is the start of a long list of incidents, where I ponder whether to get involved or not. In this case I feel justified as the boy was about to give my daughter a skull fracture. Has this ever happened to you? What did you do? Or has someone told your child not to hit? How did you feel? Please share and comment below!
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