And If That Doesn't Work...
A week ago, my hubs took the two oldest kids to Chuck E Cheese for an afternoon. I had some work to do, and the kidlets had been monsters all morning. When the hubs suggested he take the kids and go, I was delighted, although I loathe that loud, greasy, seizure-inducing pit of disease. I waved good-bye cheerfully from the front door, while muttering "and don't let it hit yer ass on the way out heh heh heh."
That afternoon, the kids arrived home exhausted and slightly hoarse from the revelry. Not much was said about the experience until yesterday afternoon, when I was asking about aggressive older kids on the playground.
"Yeah, I'm not scared of big kids," said my kindergartener. "Oh?" I asked with raised eyebrows. "Me either," offered my four year old.
My daughter said "I just ignore 'em, but if they are really obnoxious, I do like Chuck E Cheese."
Okay. Um? What? "What do you mean, like Chuck E Cheese?" I am trying to be casual, but I'm freaking out a bit.
"Two mean big boys were bothering us in the tunnel, and they called him a baby and me a baby, too. I asked them to move so we could get by, and they just said baby, baby. So we turned into dinosaurs and growled at them. We scared 'em, and then we chased them all the way down the tunnel."
"Oh, uh, oh. Well, I'm glad you were able to work that out for yourselves."
I called my hubs at work and asked him about this. He said "Oh, yeah, I heard them growling, but I figured they were just being obnoxious."
When I filled him in on what had really gone down, we were in hysterics. I wonder if those kids were really scared? I'm betting they were just floored by my two weird kids pretending to be dinosaurs. Who needs to be tough when you've got mad pretending skills?
When growling doesn't work, they should try the head shaking, arm flapping and laller-laller-laller thing. Of course, my son has spent the last hour scuttling around on all fours at top speed, saying "I'm an armadillo! Mommy! Look!" and then abruptly stopping and curling himself into a tight little ball.
Those crazy Circus kids. They'll weird ya into submission.