I'm going to cry...

It's during prep time right now and the kids are at gym, but I just had an incident with Joe. We were picking up the kids from lunch and Joe was not following directions to get in line. When he finally decided to get in line he thought it would be a good idea to push his way into a spot in line and then proceed to kick at the children who decided to tell on him. I pulled him out of the line where he proceeded to struggle against me as hard as he could. I could tell he was angry and I was concerned about what he was going to do to himself or the other children. I continued to hold on to him trying to get him into the office where he could sit down and cool off, but he was holding on to the doorways refusing to let go. I did not want to pull him and our engineer walked by and decided to take pity on me and help me get him into the office. It probably looked comedic now that I think of it, two fully grown adults struggling to get a 6 year old into the office while he holds on to everything he possibly can with surprising amount of strenght. I'm so tired, I'm frustrated and I miss my mom.