Troll 1 had his first big fist fight this week. And I’m not so sure that I dealt with it the way a mom is supposed to deal with it.
Take a look.
What’s that on your lip? And… why is your ear bleeding?!
Troll 1 got into a fight at school today, Mom!
Why can’t you just mind your own business, Butt-face?!
You got into a… fight? A real fight? Like with… fists?!
Yeah! A real life fight, Mom!
Shut up, Troll 2!
Talk, kiddo. I want to know everything.
It’s this dumb kid, Mom. He started it.
OK. How did the dumb kid start it?
He’s been bugging me since the beginning of the year. Stealing my stuff… and stuff.
And then?
And then today I punched him.
So… in actual fact… you started it.
Yeah. But it was his fault!
What did I tell you about fights, Troll 1?! Never throw the first punch. How many times have I said that? Never throw the first punch… just retaliate.
Mom. I told him ‘stop it’. And then he said ‘what you gonna do about it?’ And then I punched him.
Is Troll 1 going to get grounded now, Mommy?
Shhh!
And then he threw me to the ground, and then we wrestled and then he bit my lip… why would he do that?! And so… I punch him in the face again and kicked him.
: Oh my God…
And then the teacher stopped the fight.
(Silence in the car)
Am I going to be summoned to the principal’s office?
I don’t think so. I dealt with it.
He knows not to mess with me now.
Aren’t you afraid he’ll come back with his friends tomorrow and… bepak you?
Pfft. That’s so girly. Well. Then I’ll deal with that too.
