Saturday was such a beautiful day and since Danny and I both had the day off we decided to do something with the kids. We took them to a water park that's about 4 blocks away. It's a great park! There's 2 water areas, one for smaller kids and one for the older crowd, a small creek you can go wading in, and a great playground that's completely shaded in.
One of the downsides of the park is the size of it; if you have 2 kids it's pretty much impossible to keep track of both of them. Thankfully Danny and I swapped off on which child we watched.
This was sadly not the case for another boy's father. I'll start at the beginning.
Alyssa and I were sitting on the blanket and three boys ran by with water guns; I'm guessing they were around Lynden's age (no more than 2 years older). For the sake of the story I'm going to call the youngest Johnny, his brother/friend (I'm not sure which) Sam, and the third boy (who did not know the other two) Peter.
(This is
no indication of people I know with these names)
After registering them I went back to feeding Alyssa her snack. Shortly I heard one of the boys crying; it was Johnny. Sam was telling Peter he needed to apologize for spraying Johnny in the eye. Peter was refusing and telling Johnny to stop being a baby.
Sam was getting more upset with the way his brother/friend was being treated and they decided to not play with Peter anymore. When Johnny tried to walk away Peter kept getting in his way so Sam (not aggressively) pushed him out of the way so Johnny could walk away. Sam also said "stop being a bully. You are a bullying him."
This is when Peter got mad and wrapped his arm around Sam's neck and tried to drag him to the ground. When Sam managed to get away Peter said (loudly) "f*#k, f*#k, f*#k".
My jaw hit the ground!