Well, it's happened... Dayton got bullied. A switch from what he's accustomed to, as typically he's a wee bit of a bully whether or not he knows it for himself. You know, do it my way or you're gonna get it kind of kid...
Anyways, as a mamma, it's pretty tough to swallow that your little guy's not accepted by other kids. As a teacher, it became pretty clear that I was to use this as a teaching moment after a good cuddle, and a few "OMG, the nerve of that kid..." Explaining to Dayton that yes, I understood his anger, and yes, he should definitely be upset, I then asked him how he thought the kids he used to "bully" felt. At first he said "that's different mamma!" Then reminded me how he never told other kids not to play with someone, like his bully did. He never called anyone stupid, idiot or the R word like his bully does. I explained to him that hitting others just because they didn't do what he thinks they should is a form of bullying too, just more physical. He didn't say much, but I saw a little light bulb go off in his eyes. Me thinks ma'babe gets it... Time will tell.
The silver lining in this story is that when I called the principal, he assured me he would speak to the boys today, not something I would have heard last year. Also, the teacher who's class the bullying took place in called me an hour after I spoke to the principal, assuring me that she's spoken to the principal and will also speak to Dayton about the situation he dealt with and how to better deal with it if it happens again.
It's good to know that the school is listening to my concerns. I'm very glad that things have changed this year, as I'm not sure I could have survived another year of the way things used to be without going postal on someone.
Consider yourselves hugged,