Rachel was horsing around last night when Drew was in Seattle and started pretending she was a dog. Before I realized what was happening, she had reached over (she was sitting on my lap) and BIT ME on my left shoulder. "OWWW!" I shrieked and immediately lifted her off my lap and dumped her on the floor. "DON'T HIT MOMMY!!" I yelled, and she immediately burst into tears and started wailing. Since I was still in pain, I didn't respond when she gave me that pleading look and then rested her head on my leg.
I could feel her fear that Mommy would never love her again, but I wanted her to cry for a minute to realize the gravity of the situation. Then I took her in my lap and explained that she should NEVER bite Mommy, that she shouldn't bite anyone. And then I pulled down my bra strap and showed her the red welt on my shoulder. "See? You did this," I said accusingly. Whereupon she started crying again.
This morning we talked about it again and she seemed to agree that she had done a bad, bad thing and that biting is not allowed in this household. To say nothing about the fact that she's already terrified of doggies so it's not a good idea for her to pretend to be a doggie that bites.
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