A couple of weeks ago, Oldman played at the gym with other kids from our church. They call it “Kid’s Night Out” and we parents LOVE it! It give us about 4 child-free hours of quiet. Well, semi-quiet….J’s a bit of a talker!
On this particular Night Out Oldman and some kids were playing Dodge Ball. Ok…now c’mon. You and I both know that those 2 words just sets the stage for some kind of pain…right?
Well, Oldman was aiming at this girls stomach and I guess his aim wasn’t too hot cause he hit her smack dab in the face. She howled and it really upset Oldman. He didn’t want to hurt her. He told her he was sorry and then offered to use a spongy ball so that wouldn’t happen again. She stopped crying and said she was fine. Life should’ve moved on, right?
Apparently she changed her mind 10 minutes later (ahem…ladies!). She waited until he turned his back to her and sunk her teeth into his shoulder/back. She broke skin but no blood. This is through a t-shirt and hoody, ya’ll. That girl had fangs!
Poor Oldman is just sensitive enough to actually care enough to be completely confused by her action.
I just shook my head and told him, “I told you girls were evil and to stay away from them!”
(He’s been planning on his and “Megan’s” wedding since Kindergarten!)
He’s not staying away from them, but he’s also not turning his back to them either!