This week at daycare has been eventful and its just Tuesday. When I picked up the kids Monday afternoon, all of Syd's teachers were worried about her "booboo" on the back of her head. Mrs. Charlotte said "I think her scab feel off and she has a little dried blood" So I checked her out. Then I got the giggles because there was no booboo. It was a red, chewed up gummy bear. So much for skipping hair washing on Sunday night.
On Tuesday, I got a call while at work that Anna bit another child AGAIN. So I left work and headed up there to bite my child. I felt like I was walking the hall of shame when I got there. I got to her classroom and pulled her out into the hall and bit her. I gave her a long talk about biting and being mean all the while other teachers were looking out their doors to see what the crying was about. I felt awful, but I am at wits end with this biting stage. They probably talk about me at daycare now.