It finally happened last Friday. I was relaxing with Elizabeth and not paying too much attention when Magda suddenly started crying. Something had happened, but I had no idea what. Of course, I rushed over and asked her what was wrong. She tearfully held out her arm and showed me an impressive set of teeth marks in the skin at her elbow. My poor pumkin had been bitten. But it wasn't Rose or even Homer who tried to take a chunk out of my girl; it was Kayleigh.
Though the skin wasn't broken, the teeth impressions and a bruise lasted for a couple of days. Magda didn't even cry for very long. Kayleigh, on the other hand, went on for quite a bit longer. She didn't like being removed from company, being told off, or being restricted to her high chair. It was all very dramatic, but I think handled well by all...well except of course for the actual biting part.
Posted by jfer at June 7, 2006 10:53 PMKayleigh takes after her Great Aunt Leah. I remember being punished for biting and, especially, remember an occasion when I successfully bit another child through a very loose screen door. I was egged on to do the biting - it really wasn't all my fault! Consequently, I was spanked and amazed that Mother was not impressed with my feat.
Posted by: Leah on June 8, 2006 4:33 PM