Tuesday, December 15, 2009

Cullens R Us

Remember that post a few back...that one about my vampireish husband and my sensitive skin. Remember that? Well apparently....this problem, this biting and bruising problem runs in the family. Just call us Cullens lite, or something like that.

You see that mark on his back? Look closely, really closely....it's a perfect set of teeth. A perfect bite that left a charming bruise for a good week. Apparently my angelic/demonic little daughter chose to take a bite out of crime and latch onto Max's back. Who the heck knows why. I wasn't around to witness said event. I only recall hearing crying, and wondering what it was for. Then hearing my friend say, in a loving way "Oh Maggie, no, we don't do that." Or something like that. Then, the next day, Julie asked me who bit Max. Lo and behold, there it was, the proof was in the pudding as they say. His sweet little back was, well, scarred. I guess i should just start calling her Alice, or Rosalie or some other Vampirical goddess. Seriously, what to do with that girl of mine.

Just another shot of the damage done. Yep, you REALLY did it you little biter. I'm telling you, I spend half my life yelling at her to GET OFF YOUR BROTHER. She's always laying on him, sitting on him, pushing him, or apparently biting him. I'm in need of some advice on how to deal with these situations. 'Cause apparently, telling to stop it just isn't working. hahahaha

Bites and bods,



jen said...

My advice as the mom of an older sister/younger brother combination? Don't worry about it too much, because before you know it the tide will turn and she will be pummeled by him. And the rest of their lives he'll be bigger than she is, excluding a few years in the midst of puberty. Enjoy the female triumph while you can!

LadyCarma said...

Once upon a time when Staci was a little toddler, I was tending another little girl who was a biter. She bite Staci's finger, really hard, and just like Maggie/Max, it left a deep indent and bruising later. This was not the first time the visitor had left a mark on my child. So I told her what I was going to do, put her finger in my teeth and put a little pressure on her finger. Enough so she felt it but it didn't leave a mark. I expained again that we don't bite people because it hurt! She cried a little bit until I distracted her with a toy. Her mother reported to me that she never bit anyone again. She didn't bite Staci again, for sure!