Oh, it's started already....my child is one, and already she has a frenemy. Dear Lord...
Apparently she and another baby in the room do not click well together. I'm not supposed to know which baby it is, but I do. And it is so sad, too, because the other little girl is too cute for words. Seriously, such a cute baby and deceivingly sweet apparently. And she's a biter. And she's biting my kid.
Now granted, children bite. But this little chomper has bit my kid four times now. Leaving two black and blues the last two times. And the last time was unprovoked. Just went right up to Aubrey, couldn't get past her so she bit her. The first time...yeah, Aubrey pulled her hair. So...yeah, I get that. But come on. It just breaks my heart when I see two little bite marks and a bruise on my girl's arm. And the instinctive "whose ass do I need to kick" mode kicks in.
The teachers have taken to trying to separate them the best they can. And I know the policy at the daycare for dealing with these incidents. And this little girl is transitioning into toddler rooms next, while Aubrey will still be in the infant room for a little longer. And the two will not be placed in the same room together when Aubrey transitions, too.
But still...Aubrey has a frenemy. I picture it going a little something like this...
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But kid, stop biting my little girl. Biting isn't cool, it's just not cool.