dir="ltr" lang="en-US"> » bite Being Sara


Posts Tagged ‘bite’

h1

It’s been a blah sort of week…

April 16, 2010

I’ve considered posting something up here several times this week, but every time I thought about it, I thought, “eh, that’s not very interesting”.  Sure, Xander asking us if it was Christmas again this morning because we have an inch of snow on the ground was sort of funny (though an excellent reminder that we can’t tell him it’ll be Christmas time again when it snows until after we’re sure it’s done snowing for the season).

And boy was it frustrating when the boys had an argument yesterday and Parker bit Xander for the first time ever.  I’m totally in love with my new iPad (yeah, yeah, I’ve heard all the negative press – it’s a bigger iTouch, it does everything a laptop does but worse, and isn’t as good as an iPhone because it can’t make calls, etc.  Whatever.  It does everything I want a computer to do, and I haven’t owned a new computer since 1999, so I’m happy).

We’re adjusting to life on the side of a mountain.  Things seem to go like this:

Me: I’ve never had a well before, do you think we’ll have to worry about it drying up in the summer time?

Zach: No, we have an artesian well – we won’t have to worry about it drying up.  Sheesh, don’t you know anything about wells?

Me: Nope, this is my very first well experience.  I am a city (well, town really) girl.

Less than 24 hours later, our well pump dies and it takes $2,000.00 to replace it.  *awesome*

Some animal has discovered our trash bins.  It (or they, I’m envisioning a pack of raccoons) were kind enough to spread garbage allll over our back yard (the nice smelly kind – since we’re out in the woods, there is no more garbage disposal which means lots more food (mostly from the kids) dumped in there to make stuff extra pungent).  It happened to be a rather windy evening, so one stray plastic bag managed to get caught at the top of a 30 foot tree.  Oh man that irritated the bejesus out of Zach.  It’s finally disappeared over a week later.

Last week a friend of ours (with kids pretty much the exact same ages as ours) and I took all four kids to Chuck E. Cheese.  It’s was day care’s “staff sanity day” so we decided to go all out and make it “parent insanity day”.  It was actually pretty fun, and other than NONE of the kids napping for over an hour on the way home, a good time was had by all.  So, the most exciting thing I’ve seen in a week is this – enjoy:

015

Boys riding the Carousel at Chuck E. Cheese

h1

We Have A Biter…

April 8, 2010

003Parker has always been our rough and tumble kid.  He loves to wrestle.  He loves to be tossed about.  He loves anything that involves physical play.  In our house, most of the time, this is ok.  We separate the boys when Parker gets too physical.  I put him down when he tries to hit me.  We constantly remind him to be gentle, and show him gentle touches.  But the kid just loves rough play.  Last week at day care he chased another child.  He pushed the child down (the kid’s head bumped a table) and then Parker when in for a bite.  The teacher pulled Parker off of the other kid and reprimanded him.  He, in his typical Parker fashion, melted and collapsed on the floor in tears.  After the reprimand came the comforting and eventually they went back to playing normally.

After this, I asked the teacher what I should do.  Her response was vague – he didn’t actually bite, so they didn’t have a “no biting” discussion.  He’s not even 18 months yet, so lengthy discussions don’t work.  I let her know I was open to any suggestions, that we were trying everything we could think of and would try anything anyone else could think of.

I asked my mother-in-law and sister-in-law what they thought.  They have over 50 years of parenting experience combined, so I thought between all of the kids and grandkids maybe they would have come across this sort of situation before.  My mother-in-law talked about a friend of the family who used to bite her older brother when she was little.  Eventually the mother encouraged the boy to bite her back.  He did, and the biting stopped.  I thought that biting back wasn’t an approved solution, but I could be wrong.  This wasn’t exactly biting back either, since it was the brother who bit, not a parent…

I asked our pediatrician.  He said this behavior is normal, and that we should just keep doing what we’re doing.

Then last night Parker bit me.  Hard.  Hard enough to draw blood.  We were playing on the floor after dinner.  He was getting pretty rough, so I wrapped him in my arms and told him that hands were for hugs, not hitting.  While I hugged him, he bit me.  After I had pulled him off, and recovered from the surprise, I tried to explain to Parker that he hurt Mommy.  That we don’t bite, etc. but he was too riled up to listen to any words coming out of my mouth.

So, anyone who happens to stumble across this blog: How do you teach a 15-month-old not to bite?  Furthermore, how do you teach this particular 15-month-old boy to please, please be a little more gentle?

Sponsored Links:

  • Categories

  • Archives

  • http://beingsara.com/feed/">Entries (RSS) and Comments (RSS).