Had a playdate on Saturday and almost for beat up by a Latino mom. Her son was punking Tyler and my friend’s son. I walked over after Tyler came to me and informed me what was going on.
I obviously didn’t know who the mother was, so I went up to the boy and said, “excuse me,” and before I could say anything else she came out of nowhere and started to yell at me. She was big and scary and I did not want to get attacked so I stayed calm while she went off.
No wonder the child behaves that way, apple doesn’t fall far from the tree.
I seriously saw my life flash before my eyes. I can see it going down in my head, if I had argued back. It reminded me of those horror videos on YouTube where people fight.
I walked away and told the children to not play in the area.
This is why I hate LA. Ghetto people everywhere.