I treated my kids to a little fun by taking them to an outdoor playground later this afternoon to celebrate the end of the week. And what a rough week it’s been… There I met the youngest bully ever, looking quite short for a three-year old. He seemed to enjoy hitting kids all over the playground, including my five-year old. He tried to tackle my youngest, who turned the tables around and tackled him instead, until I separated them.
Eventually the kid decided to come my way and pinch my leg. When I leaned down towards him and firmly asked him to stop pinching me, he smacked me right in the face! In a tenth of a second, I grabbed the little jerk by the arm and dragged him across the floor towards the tables where most parents sit at without ever glancing at their kids. Then I loudly asked, whose kid is this? His grandma came over and I angrily explained her little one was hitting everyone around and smacked me in the face. The poor kid looked pissed that I dragged him across the floor and he started to whine, so grandma took him aside for a hug. Yep, a bully in the making. Damn it.
But wait, there’s a cow coming. I then sat down while watching my son play trains and when I looked around, I realized I was sitting next to the same rug we have in our living room:
And yes, if you squint a little you’ll see a couple of cows in the bottom right corner. But here, you don’t have to squint too much with this cow close-up:
These are definitely two cows I see at my house every single day, and now every time I’ll visit this playground.
Oh, and take a look at what I also spotted there. These are bouncy horses!
It’s off to the races! Well, not really because I saw kids trying to bounce them around and they seemed pretty tricky to operate. Do you think they’ll ever make bouncy cows??? I’m sure they’d look cute.