Sitting In My Schofield

Storys, opinions, and experiences of an Oklahoma Mom. As of late, I am also looking for my birth parents, who once resided in Indiana.

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I am happily married, and have three sons. I live in a small, quiet, town in Oklahoma. Currently, I am searching for my Birth Parents, who once resided in Indiana.

Monday, April 03, 2006

BURST YOUR BUBBLE

Yesterday afternoon, my three sons decided to take advantage of the warm weather. They had a water baloon fight in the front yard. As usual, they were making a huge mess. However, they were having fun, and staying out of my hair. During their fun, I went out front to have a cigarette, and to see what was going on. I soon found that, our older neighbor boy, was joining in too. He does this because, he doesn't have many friends his own age. He's 17 years old, and three years older then my oldest son.

While outside, I witnessed him make two out of my sons cry, by being too rough. He hit number two son in the back, too hard with a water baloon. Naturally, this made him cry. Number two son yells, "I hate him, he's such a fag!" Then, he hit number three son in the knee. He was standing close to the brick wall outside when this happened. Again, he too cried. In retaliation, number one son dedided that, he was all but, going get both his clothes and shoes wet. Around and around on the ground, in a circle he went with the water hose. Never actually getting his belongings wet. While I'm watching this Bully says, If you do... I'll get really pissed, and... I come over there and pop you in the face."

Bully actually did, warn him of this three times, not to do so. I then replied, "A... no you won't." Bully replys back, "oh you don't think so?" I say, "if you pop him, then I'm going to get their Dad, and he will come out here, and pop you in the face." He says, "then I'll tell him that, I warned him three times." I headed inside, not before witnessing number three son, put a water baloon in his shoe. Guess what, it burst by itself. While I was inside, Bully got mad a left. What it boils down to is, he can dish it out, but he con't take it.

Soon, I told my husband about what just went on. He said that, I had said the right thing. He told me that, he wouldn't have punched Bully in the face, only out of respect for his Dad. They are good friends. My husband said that, he would have just draggged him home by his neck. Then, made him explain to his Dad what he had done. This was in the event that, he had actually punched number one son in the face. He said that, his Dad would have killed him if, he had hurt one of our boys. He has punished him in the past for doing this.

Having said all of that. My husband told nunber two son that, you should all three just get Bully down, and beat him up. Three on one, isn't good odds. Number one son weighs about 95 pounds. Number two son, weighs about 85 pounds. Number three son, weighs about 75 pounds. This would be up against, about 150 pounds. Although, Bully is both a Football player, and wrestler. Maybe, it wouldn't have turned out so well. You never can tell though. Ya'll be kind, and love one another.