CHOMP!

So yesterday Nicolas and I were at my mom's house and toward the end of our visit Nicolas decided he would test the limits. Lately because he is "coming into his own person," he is getting more defiant..umm that's not the right word, I guess just trying to figure out what he can get away with. When I tell him to "stop" or "NO" he seems to think I just told a joke because he laughs his head off and gives me a "yea right, Mom" type of look. (So frustrating) Anyway, back to the story..he was near something made of glass and was doing the "I'm not touching it" motion with his index finger. LAUGHING. At ME. Taunting me. So after a few threats of time-out, I had enough and got up and walked him over to where I was sitting so I could possibly try to destract him with his trucks or anything else for that matter. Nope. And it started..

The screaming bloody murder. The arching of the back. The crocodile tears. The flying hands trying to take out his anger.

I kept him on my lap and had every intention of letting him go as soon as he calmed a bit. But I wanted him to realize that he does not get his way by acting in this manner.

After Ryan had called to see what we were up to, I shifted him to sit on my other knee and it happened. CHOMP! Right at that moment of transition he saw an oppourtunity to get back at me. And he took it. He bit me in between my neck and shoulder (I don't know what you would call that area) I guess right above my collar bone. OH MAN did that hurt.

Without hesitation I smacked his mouth just enough to scare him. And it worked. He held on to me like as if there were no tomorrow. We never really had a problem with him biting because the few times he did it we would react the same as I did yesterday. It was by far the worst bite he has ever done.

Before I went to bed, the guilt hit me. I hate to punish him. That's my baby. I know he didn't mean to hurt me. He's one. He doesn't understand vengence. In his mind I took him away from doing something he thought was fun. And before I went to lay down I went in his room like I always do. Only this time I swooped him in my arms and held him tight. Kissed him a million times over. Stared at his peacefully sleeping face and whispered "I'm sorry."