Biter Boy!

Thursday we went swimming with some friends from church. We came home to rest and change before going out that night with Andrew to run some errands. I was sitting on the couch with Rossin, feeding him a bottle while the kids were in the floor playing. A few days ago JC found my stuffed musical lamb I had when I was a little girl. She's been carrying it around the last few days and sleeping with it at night.

I heard a scream! Loud scream! JC stood up, crying and holding her cheek.

"Silas bit me!"

I checked JC's face and sure enough there was a slobbery, crescent shaped bite mark on her cheek. It almost broke the skin.

I called Silas over. "Silas Andrew!" "Did you bite your sister?"

"Yes"

"Why?"

"I want that lamb...but it's ok, it's not bleeding"

I guess as long as they're not bleeding it's all ok...right?

Mr. Silas got in BIG trouble. Later I asked him..."Do we bite our friends?"

"No"

"Is Sissy your friend?"

"Yes"

"What do we bite?"

"Food only"

So if you have something and Silas wants it...watch those cheeks!