Our boys teach us everyday to stop and appreciate the small things and that “laughter is the best medicine.” One time, I was asking our kids' pediatrician about something that Collier was doing that Harper never did, he laughed and said "Heather, there are degrees of normal." Now, I try to remember this when I am making comparisons about the kids, my life, my family or anything else. I think this title captures the essence of what I want to try and convey in my writing.
Saturday, November 01, 2008
Cujo - Part II
Well, I guess we are not going to get off easy with the second one. October has been a month of signing multiple "incident reports" at daycare with Collier. He has decided to follow in his brother's footsteps and handle misunderstandings orally. Matt and I experienced de ja vu this week when we had to sign 2 reports on the same day because Collier had decided to take his frustrations out on two different kids by injecting his fangs into their flesh - I must say the timing was impeccable for the holiday. Hind sight being 20/20, we should have dressed him up as a vampire rather than a dragon.
This time, Matt and I are much more relaxed than the first time around. We realize it is just a phase and "this too shall pass". I remember with Harper, we spent many long nights discussing whose genes he had inherited because he was taking his frustrations out on his friends in an aggressive manner. Now, we will hold our heads high even if parents refuse to give us eye contact because we are confident that it will work its self out in due time. We have dusted off our old trusty copy of the book "Teeth are Not for Biting" that we bought a couple of years ago and we have committed to donate it to the daycare after Collier begins the next phase of toddlerhood. We feel it is the least we can do in light of the two rabid children we have sent through the Intermountain Healthcare Development Center.
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