It all began at nice quiet suburban Burger King.
Poppy had taken the girls for a special lunch at the Centreville franchise. Macaroni and cheese was enjoyed, smiles were shared and happy-meal toys were had. . . it wasn't long before tears were shed.Sarah and Wendy were playing high up in the upper-story play structure (really--who designs these things?) when Poppy heard Wendy crying and a vengeful Sarah yelling, "HEY. YOU'RE HURTING MY SISTER!" He rounded the corner to see Sarah wailing on a kid in a black t-shirt who had Wendy in a head-lock. He was stubborn and Sarah's punches only made him hold Wendy's neck tighter. Poppy told the kid to stop to no avail, tried climbing into the play tubes that only fit small monkeys and children (seriously--who dreamed up this place for kids to play, inevitably get hurt, or duke it out, but prevents any kind of parental intervention? Darwin? Machiavelli?) to no avail. So he called, "Who's kid is this?"
Quickly, a mother (who reportedly was the size of a monkey) sprang into the mini-gladiator cage and freed Wendy. She was very apologetic, helped them down, and administered punishments and "I'm sorry's."
And then it got good. . .
A dad stands up to my dad and says, "You yellin' at my kid?"
Poppy replies, "Is he the thug with the black shirt? Then yes, I am."
So the dad grabs Poppy and appears aggressive. . . at least he appears that way to another bystander who tackles the dad to the floor. The dad starts yelling, the bystander yells, then the manager comes in to announce that the police are on their way.
(Dramatic pause so the appropriate awesomeness of the situation can really sink in.)
Upon hearing about the police, the dad makes a bolt for it and flies through the door. Hmmm. The mother is obviously freaking out, but she stays to continue apologizing. After the manager goes back to the front, Poppy says, "If there's a problem for you, you need to get out," to which she responded by running out the door with her kid in the black t-shirt.
The police came, no one was hurt, (although Sarah hysterically tried to garner all the attention possible), and the rest is blog history.
Was I right?
