mean people

Here is my buddy Max. He's my first baby and he has enriched my life so much. I know his strengths, I know his weaknesses. We have been together through thick and thin. I see daily how kind, caring and sensitive he is...and of course I see how stubborn and bossy and moody he can be as well.

Well, the other day he came home from school telling me that a group of kids (who will remain nameless) and who I'd like to give a swift kick to the arss had been calling him fat. Yes, fat. :(

I think my heart broke less when he got punched. I asked him how he felt about it and he said it made him want to cry but he didn't. So can anyone blame me for wanting to go to school and giving those boys a piece of my mind? I am disgusted by these children's parents, as they have managed to raise 5-year-old bullies. Really, what normal, well rounded child from a decent home environment is a bully in kindergarten?

Anyhow, I have thought about it more than I want to. It just confirms that I wish I could protect my children from mean people...there's normal "bad day" behavior and then there is just mean.

Mean people should be separate from the rest of society. :) Stick'em all in a room together and let the rest of us be.