Lover or a Fighter?

Hmmm....

Wow. Andrew apparently has a fighten' streak in him. Is it the Italian or the Irish that makes him box? Will we ever know?

Either way, I picked Andrew up yesterday, and his teachers were VERY upset. Apparently, Andrew (overnight) has become a serial biter. Awesome.

He bites everyone... at least once... even the teachers. (FYI: Poor, sweet high school girl who is doing a part time gig with kids... this is what toddlers are like.)

We had a"heart to heart" with Andrew last night about biting. I know what you're thinking, "a heart to heart with a kid who eats dirt, how does that work?" I get it, and Chris gets it... and we feel like idiots having "a talk" when Andrew is so young...and still occasionally eats dirt. Either way, we did and thought it might help.

It didn't.

Here's how it went down: After recess, Andrew stalked his prey all the way back to the classroom. Once alone, he bit the crap out of the victim. The victim was ready (after yesterday's string of attacks- who wouldn't be?). He grabbed the closest board book and whacked Andrew across the face.

Here's the beginning of his shiner... that my bully of a son fully deserves.... what a jerk. (When you're looking at the picture, it's the left side of his face, or his right eye.Yikes)

The funny part is everyone still loves him because he's so super cute... jerk. I love my little fighter...

:)

Anne