A boy was mean to Shane

And I was extremely angry. We're talking jump-into-the-bounce-house-and-snatch-my-boy-away-from-that-little-butthead angry.

We went to an open house at a local school on Saturday and they had one of those climb in and jump around bounce house things. Do you know what I'm talking about? They have netted sides and only a small opening for enter/exit. They had one teacher manning the enter/exit and the thing was packed with kids. I walked around to the side so I can watch Shane jump and he's having a blast. He was actually quite cute--engaging the other kids--jumping up and down--telling other kids they were good jumpers--I was quite proud.

Then he comes screaming/crying up to the side where I was and said some other kid was pushing him and was mean to him. Tears were streaming down both cheeks.

I pointed Shane to the exit and told him to come on out and we'd find something else to do. He made his way to the exit and I raced around to meet him there.

Only to see that little &@)(!$@&!@%$^($@#&#)$#%)(#$^^(#$^_*$*^) kid push Shane. Hard. We're talking the little such-and-such using two hands and fully pushing on each of Shane's shoulders, knocking him back into the net. And again. And again.

I'm WRECKED. I sharply say, "Ma'am!!!" and she stops to look at me. I mumble something about, "That boy is pushing my son and I want my son out NOW." She asked for a description of the other kid. I have no idea what I told her--I think I gave her the colors of his shirt and pointed in his direction but I just wanted Shane in my arms. That was it. I'm about to climb into the pit when Shane makes his escape and is sooooooooooo sad.

We cuddled and I rocked him (him favorite) and he was so confused as to why that boy was not nice. I told him some people just are not nice. That it wasn't okay--but there wasn't anything you could do about it except try to get away and if you can't get away then to get a grown up. I told him he was right and that boy was wrong.

While my heart broke and I comforted Shane, that little creep tried to get back into the bounce house. I watched as the attendant told him he was done and was not allowed in there again cuz he was pushing. He actually yelled at that woman!!! Red in the face yelling at her!

His mom sat at a nearby table, presumably watching all of it, and said/did NOTHING.

I told Shane that the other boy was in trouble and was not allowed in the bounce house anymore and that he was being punished for behaving badly. Admittedly, I was tempted to go have a mom-to-mom chat with that woman but I figured nothing good was going to come from that so I forced myself to let it go. Well, let it go enough to not go say something to her.

I was so happy to tell Shane that the bully was not allowed back into the bounce house because he was mean to Shane. That helped a LOT. It did help teach him there are consequences for action.

I guess I worry that I have a "soft" boy and that he's going to get his feelings hurt again and again because he's so sweet. But, that's how he is and I guess i need to help him find tools to deal with bullies himself. I think Shane's going to deal with this quite a few more times in life and *sniff* I won't always be there to help him. He's a big kid for his age I had a hard time refraining from telling him to hit the kid back. But...that's not how Shane is and it's not how I want him to be. Now, when he gets a little older, I'll prolly change my mind on that LOLOLOLOL This mommy thing is tough. It's SO emotional and primal at moments that it surprises me.

I have no idea why I'm posting this. I'm just obsessing about it.