We’ve been super busy lately. Well, super busy chasing around Gianna and dealing with the time change! She has adapted quite well to springing ahead one hour. Our bedtime routine starts at 7pm and she is in bed by 8pm at the latest. Although, I think she is a bit confused as to why it’s still light out when we wind down, read books and brush our teeth. Otherwise, it’s been smooth sailing…until I picked her up from the sitters the other day.
The sitter and I were talking while Gianna was be-boppin around and I was getting her things together. She asked me if Gigi ever bit us at home!! I was so taken aback! I said, “Noooo…why?” The sitter then informed that Gigi bit 3 boys 3 separate times! I was mortified. My stomach lurched. The sitter said that all incidents were because the kids had a toy that she wanted. She got mad, stomped up to one and bit him on the arm. The next incident occurred pretty much the same way: Gigi got mad and bit the kid on the hand. Both times not breaking skin, thank god!!
I was so embarrassed. I felt like a horrible parent. That somehow, someway this “phase” was my fault. Was it because I’m a working mom and she resents that? Was is because she’s an only child thus far & spoiled? Regardless of the reason, it is unacceptable behavior! The sitter was great about it. She thinks it’s because Gianna was frustrated and couldn’t use her words to convey her emotions. Again…still unacceptable!!
I was still so embarrassed when I got Gianna in the car to go home. I buckled her in her car-seat and quietly got in the drivers seat. At a red light I turned around to talk to her for a minute. I said, “Gigi! I heard you bit a boy today with your teeth and hurt him?! You don’t bite people! You don’t hurt people! That makes them sad. That is bad and it makes mommy sad too. You have to be a nice girl. Nice girls give hugs and are sweet to other people.” By the looks of her face, she knew exactly what I was talking about. Her eyes were wide and serious. After my small lecture she said, “Nice. No bite!”
When we got home I told my husband about the biting incidents. Of course at first, his man-like response was, “Those boys probably deserved it!!” Then he too lectured Gianna a bit. Not harshly, pretty much just saying what I said in the car. She gave us both hugs and ran around playing, unphased.
That night, as I carried Gigi up to bed I held her and reitterated the fact that she has to be a nice girl at the sitters the next day. She responded with, “Nice. Gigi nice.” The next morning, after getting her ready, I gave her a hug and a kiss goodbye before my husband whisked her out the door to the sitters. I said, “Gigi be a nice girl today! Give hugs and be sweet.” She simply smiled and we haven’t had anymore “biting incidents” since!
Now stealing drink boxes…that’s another post all together!!