A mother's attempt to blog her way out of stress and chaos by sharing the joy as well as the sorrow...
I finally let someone bite my biter back real hard. Seems neandrathal, but I think it helped.
Paula-Hey, thanks for leaving a comment!Yeah, it's always hard to tell. My mom bit my brother back and it worked, but I just can't seem to bring myself to do it. After reading all the advice at MMW, I figured out that my son just has delayed speech, and therefore limited ways to communicate with his sisters and friends. Thus the biting comes out --so I'm trying harder to keep him happy by taking the time to figure out what he needs and teaching him ways to communicate better. TRYING is the operative word here, though. :) :)
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