Hairpuller vs. Bossy, Hitter, and Biter

I'm sure there can be something deep said about a children's playground. It's too early in the morning for me to think of what it is, but I know it's out there! Usually our playground consists of either just me and Brady or maybe just 1 other family. Yesterday, however, it was packed! A mistake I made was taking Brady's ball with us. I just figured that because it's usually just us it would be something different. Well, the ball was a big hit. Unfortunately, Brady was not all about sharing. While I was talking to one of the moms I heard this terrible scream. I looked over and Brady's face was bright red and he was crying. We ran over there and her little girl had bitten Brady's hand. Now, when I say a bite I mean a bite. Deep teeth marks and it was already swelling around the area a little bit. The little girl was the same age as Brady, so she got time out for a little while. He was upset for so long, it was like she ate his soul or something! Well, everything calmed down and everyone was playing nice. Next, in walks a lady with her son in a push car. That was the next big hit! All the little ones were trying to get in at the same time. The little girl that bit Brady's hand was the first to make it on. Next thing I know Brady has 2 fist fulls of her hair in his hands! He would not let go. I had to pry his fingers away! Now it's his turn to have time out. Finally, in walks the hitter. This little boy walked into the playground gate with his hand raised ready to strike! I think he successfully hit everyone on the playground. His poor mom just followed him around and tried to block the strikes. We also met Bossy. She wouldn't let anyone ride "her" horsey and she informed me that Brady WILL play tag and he WILL play hide and seek. I told her to go ahead and hide and wait for Brady to come find her! He wasn't very good at that game!