We went to the neighbor's tonight for dinner. They are the ones who have triplet girls and the 14-month-old foster son (who also gave H her first cold).
That kid is ROUGH! He climbed over her several times, which I didn't mind so much, until he took both hands, grabbed her hair and pulled as hard as he could. This happened a few times. I didn't want to be THAT mom who picks up her kid & runs away, but he just wouldn't stop. First time my kid was bullied & surely won't be the last. Poor gal!