This story is about kids that are crazy. I don't have kids, so often, I am awkward when kids act out since I don't feel I should discipline a kid that is not my family member, but also often, I feel that kids need to behave in public. As kids, my parents made us mind. ESPECIALLY in public.
So...at a friend's house the other night watching the ND/Michigan game (how crazy was that!?), there were a few kids. They were running around, having a great time, being kids.
This little boy, about 5, ran by me and smacked me on the butt. No big deal. I saw him do it to someone else a few minutes later though. Like it was his trademark. He's a grabber....ok. I don't know this kid's parents so I can't even joke with them about the 5 year old ass slap. I am not sure they would understand my humor. It's not like I could tell little Frank that it's inappropriate to touch people in spots where bathing suits cover. Someone overhears that then I'M the creep. Ugh.
Ok, sitting on the couch, minding my own business. Little boy ass-slapper comes running up to me, Popsicle mouthed, crazy.
Me, awkward at best, "Hey buddy, you like football?"
Kid: "NO!" he shouts in my face and PUNCHES me in the boob. For real. Not the chest. Right to the cup.
Now, his Dad was sitting right by me and saw the whole thing. Let me have you guess what the Dad did.
If you guessed A) Corrected his son....you are wrong. If you guessed B) apologized to me...wrong again. If you guessed C) did absolutely nothing...ding ding ding! You are the winner.
I felt like I was on a episode of Modern Family or something. I got felt up and then punched in the tit by a toddler on a Saturday night. People are crazy.