Dear ‘Kid Who Bit my Daughter,’
You’re a toddler. I get it. Life is scary away from the love and safety of your parents. The playground is a tough place. You gotta do what you gotta do sometimes.
But biting? Poor form my friend.
Now letters have been sent home to both sets of parents ‘kid who bit my daughter’ (drama!) and it looks like #dailybocaavery has a hickey-esque bruise on her upper bicep. I’ve taken a photo on my iPhone for posterity. Yes, I agree that she’s delicious, but that’s neither here nor there.
It’s just that other moms are going to ask me about it when they see it (you can’t wear long sleeves in the summer in South Florida, kid) and I’ll have to tell them some sort of story and defend (once again) why I have her in camp in the first place. (The answer? Work…it’s always work.)
What’s a Modern Boca Mom to do?
Nothing. Nada. Zip. I know you’ll learn. I know your Mom and Dad will probably give you a stern talking to on our behalf (God willing). But, I know us parents are all in this together whether we like it or not, kid.
Sh** happens.
Just don’t do it again. Or else. 😉
Peace & love,
MBMom
MBMom Note: The bubs is absolutely fine. She went right back to playing with her new friends after being cleaned and iced and can’t wait to head back to camp later this week. No permanent harm done.
I also called her pediatrician (just in case) and the nurse said that bites rarely get infected. She recommends watching it for a few days, but no pro-biotics or a doctor’s visit is needed in the meantime. Just mommy love and TLC. 🙂
