It's Playgroup, Not Fight Club

We got kicked out of playgroup yesterday...okay not really but I'm sure we would have had I not up and left when I did. See it seems I have given birth to the next WWE (whatever happended to the "F"? It just seems wrong) champion of the world. Eliott is a tackler. You have a toy, I want it, you're going down. Not just a push either, full blown grab you by the head and toss you down kicking and screaming. I did not teach him this. His sibling are not like this, and as far as my memory serves me they never were. Really, we are not violent people, so where does he get this stuff? Daddy had a talk with him when he got home...Eliott, it's playgroup, not Fight Club.