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I picked Ben up on Thursday at daycare. The teacher informed me that Ben was bitten by one of his classmates.  A 1.5 year old with a taste for human flesh bit my baby. She told me in detail what happened, the protocols as to how to handle it, and showed me where he was bitten. Ben had teeth marks on his right forearm. Skin was NOT broken, but he had a bruise. "How badly did he react?" I asked.  He didn't cry. At all. He just pulled is arm away. Whoa. We're talking about a kid who screams bloody murder when I wipe his nose. But a bite on the arm? No problem!  The more I've been thinking about what happened, the more questions run through my mind:
1- do I need to rough-up this kid's mom to send a message?
2- do I need to break this kid's playpen to send him  a message?
3- will Ben turn into a zombie as a result of this bite?
4- Is it so wrong that I wanted to throttle the assailant? Because my first impulse was to throw that kid across the room when I found out.

Nobody hurts my child. I know it was an accident, and I know kids will do this. This boy doesn't have any history of biting, btw.
But if a single hair ever gets hurt on Ben's precious little head, I will resort to unleashing the Momma Bear wrath. I will fuck you up.

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We had a lovely shabbat. No guests, nor were we invited anywhere.  Richie and I decided that we need to be better about inviting guests, especially  if we're not invited out as much anymore.  As much as we like each other, we like other people as well. Did that come out wrong? You know what I mean. Anyway, we're limited in how many we can invite, as Ben's pack-n-play takes up a lot of space, but if me move stuff around, we can manage 3 guests.  So I will start up again with guests. It's hard, because I do the cooking and shabbat prep, and I am wiped a lot of the evenings. But that's no excuse. So I will become "the hostess with the mostess" once again :)
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we're off to a cookout today at the Miller's. The smell of burgers yesterday was making me crazy, and I am so excited at the idea of eating charred meat. Plus, we really like Mere and Danny, and we're excited to catch up with them.  We had been invited over a year ago to a Saturday night D&D thing at their house, which happens a few times a month. We would go watch what was going on, and chat with everyone in-between moves. I have never, ever played it before and am clueless. And we felt that we were distracting to the players. That, plus a baby who goes to bed at 7:30pm makes it impossible for us to go. Which is a shame, because we are big fans of those who go to game night. Guess that's what happens when you have a munchkin. But it's all good.  But I digress. Grilled meat. Mmmmmm......