Okay, so at times I admit, I can get a little feisty. But tell me, what would you have done?
The weather this last week in Sydney has been, well kinda shitty. For a mum at home with two kids, you start running out of indoor activities pretty damn quick.
So, on Monday, I caved and took my kids to one of those indoor play-centres. You know, the hideously expensive ones that won't let you take your own food in because we all love to spend $40 on a ham and cheese sandwich.
While we were there, I observed another young boy, about three-years-old I guess, who was acting pretty aggressively towards the other children. Now, I get it, kids are kids and they are all learning social skills. My son is no angel either. In fact, he can be a down right ratbag. However, this kid was on a mission.
I watched him for some time with other kids, so when he turned his attention to my three-year-old son, I kept a close watch on the situation.
At first, it was just pushing. Three-year-old boys do a lot of that. Then the shoving became a bit harder. I was so proud of my son at that point, because he looked at me, and walked away. (This is a big thing for us, his impulse control is not much better than mine.) Every single time this child came near him, yelled in his face and got physical with him, my son did nothing. To be honest, I didn't expect this reaction from him. I actually expected him to whack him one. Nothing.