In the playground, there was a cute Russia girl, about one year younger than keke. The girl is very active, and very open to others. They two were running after each other, but when they were undecided about which way to go, Keke grabbed one arm of the girl, dragging her towards her direction. The girl cried, and struggled for her mom. Keke still grabbed her very hard. I had to walk forward and told Keke to let her go. I apologized to the girl’s mom, then dragged Keke to go back home.
