Bringing Out the Big Guns.

So Thursday afternoon, I took the kids to Jumpin’ Jacks Party Shack for open jump.

They open their doors every Thursday afternoon from 3:30-5:30 and for the ridiculously expensive not completely budget-breaking price of $6 per kid, you can buy yourself a couple of hours of germs, noise, and other people’s poorly behaved children air-conditioned entertainment for your kiddos.

Its one of those Necessary Evils of parenting….sort of like poopy diapers, spit-up, throw-up, and Yucky Chucky’s Chuck E. Cheese….when you have kids, you just gotta suffer through it.

So Thursday.

My two, along with Cousin J, were happily playing amongst the various bounce houses, when I hear that this one little bully was being mean to and pushing my Annie.

As a mom, you know the angst you experience deep in your tummy when you hear another child being mean to your precious little one….

But never fear.

Annie is nothing if not strong and self-reliant in times of trouble.

The kid pushed Annie, and Annie defended herself.

She struck the lowest of low blows at this kid when she yelled at him, in front of everyone….

STOP BOTTERIN’

ME, YOU

BALD-HEAD

BABY!!!!!

The bully whimpered, “I’m not a baby…..”, tucked his tail, and ran off to find his momma.

Don’t mess with Annie.

You’ll see what it feels like to get taken down by a three-year-old.