So today was Austin’s honor roll breakfast. I’m so proud of him for being so bright and level headed. I started reading to him when he was brand spanking new. It was one of the things I did as a teenaged single mom that was completely and consistently right. And I think all the books and stories and bonding made for a strong kid– intellectually and emotionally.

Do your remember this? Well the bully is on the honor roll too and his momma was at the breakfast this morning…

I walked into the lunch room, immediately spotted Austin, and we greeted in the middle of the cafeteria. We were smiling and talking when I suddenly felt like someone sitting a few feet away was trying to burn a hole in me with their eyes. I looked over to see if I knew this person and it was just some momma sitting there with her boy. But she was GLARING at me all hateful and nasty. I ignored it and we went and sat down.

She kept turning around in her seat to glare at me hatefully. I finally said to Austin, “What is with that woman?” He said, “Oh, that’s Adam’s (the bully) mom.”

Sooooo,

Dear Bully Mom,

Woman, it’s not my fault your kid picks fights with other kids. It’s not my fault your kid got beat up because he picked on my kid. Get a grip! While you’re getting your grip, grab a brush and some soap too. I can smell you and your son from here.

Sincerely,

Momma-of-the-kid-who-kicked-your-kids-ass