When the school calls.....

I get nervous when I see that familiar number on my caller ID.  When the school calls, it is either the nurse or the principal.  This time I heard the principal's voice on the other end (yes, I recognized her voice right away; we keep in touch way too often!)
 
Principal: "Your kindergartener is in the office with me now"
Me: "OH? Why?"
Principal: "Your son gave another boy in his class a bloody fat lip."
Me: "Really??? What set him off?"
Principal: "Your son came into class this morning very excited and announced to the other kids that today was his grandma's birthday.  A fellow classmate said, "Oh yeah,  your grandma is a big fat meanie."  Your son said, "no she isn't," then he clocked the boy on the back of the head forcing the boy to the floor.  The boy hit his lip on something on the way down & got a fat lip."
Me: "Oh sorry, I always tell him not to overreact.  We'll talk about it when he gets home."

I was secretly thinking, that snot-nosed kid deserved what he got for provoking my son.  To make it more interesting, I was in the process of preparing a talk for church that Sunday.  As I prepared my talk, I found the perfect scripture that would allow me to share this story in my talk.  It was: "Ye shall defend your family even unto bloodshed." Alma 43:47 
Enough said!