Does Toys R Us sell muzzles?

It's been a long time since my last post. There's no excuse; frankly I have simply been waiting for something to happen that I could write about, something of interest, something that other parents might be able to relate to. Be careful what you wish for as a parent. Never, never hope for interesting. Before I tell the tale of last week, let me don my scarlet letter cloak as it will get me in the mood and remind all the grandparents out there not to snicker as you revel in sweet revenge.

So last week, Tuesday to be exact, I pick up Zoe from daycare. I notice her daycare pal, Kira, has a mark on her cheek. "Poor girl" I think to myself, must have been injured. We go home, make dinner, and happily play. Just another day (sans teething crankiness and a dreadful case of diarrhea). The next day, Wednesday, seems the same. I go to Cassie's to pick up Zoe. "Hey, Cassie," I say cheerfully. Then she said it. "Ummm. . ." Cassie stumbles. "Zoe has been biting."
Zoe has been biting. This means I am the mother of the biter. She is that child. I am that mother. "Yeah, " Cassie continues, "She bit Kira yesterday on the cheek and Carter today." My faced gets flushed as the memory of Kira's face comes back to haunt me. She shows me Carter's arm. CSI would have a field day with this evidence. I'm not sure what I said at that point. I think I mumbled something to the effect of "she never does anything like that at home" and "I'm sorry, I just can't believe it" and some other nonsensical tirade that only a mother who has been truly humiliated by her child would understand. Then I left with my sweet baby in my arms wondering how this innocent child turned into the Wayne Arnold of Cassie's daycare.

She managed to make it through Thursday without incident; maybe the other kids were the ones who learned a lesson and just stayed away. Either way, I was glad and I have learned that the ultimate lesson as a parent is this, you are always in a glass house. When Zoe gets her inevitable biting, I will keep my stones to myself.

We also has a 15-month appointment today. Here are the stats:
Zoe "the bruiser" Fuller weighing in at 22lbs 14 ounces, 31 1/4 in.