...and sometimes painful. A few weeks ago my Little Guy moved up from the nursery to one-year-olds at church. My poor Little Guy got bit this morning by another little boy. It's so sad! Fortunately for the other mom (who was totally mortified and practically stricken with guilt) my kid was probably the best one it could happen too. I wish it hadn't but, I've worked with that age for years and I know that some kids just go through those types of aggressive phases and there's not much anyone can do about it. Whether it's hair-pulling, pinching, pushing or biting, some kids just do it. And it happens so quickly - with usually no warning - that the workers usually can't prevent it unless they know ahead of time that kids is prone to biting or whatever.
Anyway.... so I was pretty mellow about it (except I feel bad for my poor guy! And we were going to have professional pictures done on Tuesday and now I don't think that will happen.), but I felt really bad for that other mom because she was really upset.
It's another nasty, raining day in the Pacific NW and so maybe I'll get some projects finished!
