Wednesday, May 20, 2009

It's kind of like own a pit bull, but without the ability to tie them in the yard.

I know, you're back for the BIG! NEWS!

Here's the thing...the BIG! NEWS! STORY! isn't just my story to tell, so until I know the ending...well, you'll just have to wait.

But don't feel bad, I'M HAVING TO WAIT TOO!!!!


Bonus has always been the 'big boy' in all our circles. As a toddler, he was the one who would toddle up and knock the hell out of another kid to get the prized toy. It was completely embarrassing and I had no clue how to handle it. After all, he was my first child and my only bully.

As he's aged (to the ripe old age of five), he's gotten much better at it. Like an old wine, he's starting to mellow.

Also like an old wine he will knock you on your ass when you least expect it. So maybe we haven't turned that corner just yet.

Yesterday, we were at the park playing with some friends. It was a gorgeous day, the kids were running off an ice cream high and Jessica and I were chatting with another neighbor.

All at once, Jessica's son, PJ, comes running up to us, holding his head and screaming. Without even looking up, I knew the cause. Bonus comes casually strolling up, swinging a plastic shovel. I swear, if he could whistle, he would have been doing that as well.


I grabbed the shovel from Bonus and threatened him bodily harm if he didn't get in his room this very instant calmly told him to go inside the house.

We still aren't sure exactly what happened. Both parties are claiming the other one is at fault. Fortunately, PJ does not have a concussion but is convinced Bonus is a bully. Bonus, on the other hand, is not speaking without his attorney present.

I am pretty much at my wits-end with this behavior and have no idea what to do or say to remedy it. He is a very sweet child, but just not with other kids; which, you know, is kind of a problem when you're five.