ugh.

I went to a kiddy party yesterday and one little kid really irritated me.

I told him to go grab something to eat, a burger or a dog.

He looked at me and said, "I DON'T LIKE THAT KIND OF FOOD."

I then asked him if he liked MacDonald's, this six year old answered, "Chicken Nuggets is the only thing I tolerate, I won't eat anything else from the menu."

After he got into a fight with another child, He went to throw rocks at the concrete pillar that held the drinking fountain while staring at the boy he fought with. .

"Please don't throw rocks at the fountain."

Clack, clack, clack.

"Please don't throw rocks at the fountain."

He turned about and gave me a look - If he could have he would
have pitched one at me. I could see the hate seething from this kids eyes!


Talking to one of the parents I found out that he had spent the night at their home. At four thirty in the morning the 'Bad Seed'
walked into the bedroom where he and his wife were asleep, woke them up and demanded to be taken home.

Everytime I glanced around to check on the kids this one was
hitting, breaking or throwing something.

Normally I like kids, but this one truly scared me.

I found myself worrying about where he was at all times and towards the end of the party I never let him walk behind me.

I laughed on the way home.

It had been a while since I felt threatened by a 6 year old....