I think your kid just bit mine: 3 reasons I’m psyched

0112151345I’m well aware this may be the least popular post in the history of this blog.

Earlier today, my boys and I went to a local preschooler indoor play place. And it rocked. Wasn’t our first time, won’t be our last, and this visit was among our favorite. Not only was the company great (for parents and kids), but my soon-to-be-3 year old was bitten. Twice. On the hand and the foot. At least I’m pretty sure he was. I was pretty close to the scene of the crime, and all signs pointed to a guilty verdict.

I wasn’t upset, though. As you may have figured out by the title of this blog, I was pumped.

It took me a bit of time to to approach the mom, but my little fella kept complaining about the pain. I knew what needed to be done.

Without further delay, here’s why I was thrilled with the whole experience:

  • 1. As I’ve written before, Calder is a practitioner of martial dental arts. To this day, when tired and prodded, he will occasionally still resort to chomping his victims. At one point, we even plotted a play date with a family who also housed a biter. The hopes were the mutual combat would break the both of them. That day, he was unfazed. Today, however, he was, most definitely, fazed.
  • 2. She probably won’t read this, which is a shame, but this is to the mom who handled the other end of the transaction: You are a pro. In dealing with the situation, your son, and the strange other parent who attempted to pile-on in the heat of the moment, you were measured, direct, firm, respectful and effective. I learned a lot. Thank you. Here’s to learning so much more from you in the future. (I write this in hopes parents can all stop judging each other and start learning from one another. Pipe dream, but you get it.)
  • 3. Today, in a rare moment, Calder got to see me advocate for him to someone other than his brother. So often the conflicts I adjudicate are in our own house, and they always leave half the house feeling crummy. In this moment, my Young OG got to see that, in a pinch, I really do have his back. Also, his older brother saw this too. This almost never happens. And when the dust settled, and all parties caught their breath, my little team emerged stronger than ever.
Kyle Belanger

Written by: Kyle Belanger

Proud father to three children (in order: one deceased, one adopted and one biological), Kyle is constantly navigating the worlds between actively grieving and openly gloating. Learn more about Kyle here.