We got an incident report from school today. Wyatt was the offender. My sweet lover of a boy bit a classmate, a little girl.

I called his teacher this afternoon to get the full story and see if I needed to call the little girl’s parents. His teacher is such a warm, caring person and I could hear the smile she wore in her voice as she told me what happened. She also assured me the little girl was fine, that Wyatt did not break the skin and that she has older brothers. Enough said, I suppose.

It seems that Wyatt really likes this little girl, as in has a little bit of a crush. Apparently, he tries to sit by her in the carpool line and pulls her around with him in class. He is the youngest in the class and she is one of the smaller kids, so they are well matched.  😉

Well, with a few minutes of free time today, Wyatt rushed her for a hug and they fell down. This turned into laughter and more hugging/wrestling. Wyatt got a little wound up and bit her. It was a love bite. 🙂 The poor little ladybug cried a little. 😦 Wyatt spent a few minutes in time out, which greatly upset him. (Good.) Upon returning to circle time with his friends, instead of being able to sit by the little girl as he normally would, his teacher had him sit by her “so I can keep an eye on you.”  😉

We talked about it tonight with him and hope that combined with his little friend’s tears, the time out, and not being able to sit by his little ladybug at circle time, he is finished with biting, out of excitement or otherwise. Being two is hard, you know. Your means of expressing yourself and your feelings are limited. Since he was a baby he has given these love bites in moments of extreme happiness or excitement. It doesn’t happen often, but happens nonetheless. We have always corrected him but I guess self-control takes time.

Meanwhile, I will try to come to terms with the fact my Wyatt has a crush.