Peanut is a biter. Shit. He’s bitten two classmates this week. Yesterday he came home with an incident report, which itself is really funny – it has Pacman-ish characters with jagged teeth all in a row along the top of the paper. Please tell me I’m not the only one who finds humor in this. Apparently, at lunchtime, Peanut leaned over and bit the kid sitting next to him. Hubby and I do find it kind of funny, in a hey, it’s lunchtime, let’s see how Joey tastes kind of way, but definitely want to nip this in the bud. We don’t want Peanut to be The Biter. So, we’ve given daycare permission to dose him with icky-tasting stuff the next time he bites someone.
He seems to be working on erupting another tooth, so I hope that’s the root of the biting. Or he could be going through a rotten phase. It’s quite possible.
I mentioned the biting deal to a friend who has raised 4 kids of her own. She suggested the controversial Bite Him Back method. She said it worked on her kids, even the defiant one. I mentioned it to Hubby, who said he had already tried it.
This is how it went down: Peanut bites Hubby. Hubby bites Peanut. Peanut retaliates with a harder bite. we.are.screwed.