The little girls got off the bus this afternoon and Allison immediately starting crying and complaining about some boys ‘being ugly and rude’ to them.

(I say ‘the little girls’ and I probably always will. Even though they are well on their way to NOT being ‘the little girls’ much longer.)

Allison spent the next 10 minutes telling me what went down. I listened carefully and sympathized as we drove to Tony’s office.

Allison: …first they said ‘blah blah blah’

Me: oh no, Allison. That’s not good.

Caroline: silent

Allison: I know, Mommy. They were RUDE.

Caroline: silent

Allison: and then *so and so* said ‘insert lame comments from rude 9 year old boys’

Me: *gasp*!!

Caroline: still silent as can be. It’s like she wasn’t even sitting next to her big sister when this was all going down.

Allison: and they started giggling and….

Caroline: I CALLED THEM A BIG BUTT WITH POOP AND PEE ON IT!!!

Me: *clutches chest and gasps* oh my! What did they say THEN?

Caroline: They had nothing to say then.

I’m thinking those Poo Poo Heads won’t cross the big bad 6 year old anymore.

Ha! I thought that was hysterical. And although it’s not the most mature way to handle the situation, sometimes you have to fight fire with fire. And you ALWAYS stick up for your sister.