"She was fine today," said Nursery Worker 1 (I still haven't learned the upstairs names yet). "Good nap, ate all her lunch."
"Great," I said, looking for Paige's sweater and grabbing the rest of her things.
"Just one thing," continued NW1. "She was bitten earlier."
"Bitten?" I queried, looking at cheery Paige, and assuming some sort of insect had come her way as they played outside.
And then I saw her arm...
"OH MY GOD" yelped I, without thinking (don't want to scare the c-h-i-l-d, after all).
"Yes, it is a bad one. It's his worst yet."
Turns out there's a known biter in Paige's new room, and little Paigey, minding her own business, was just reading books when Chompster came over and, well, chomped. Much polite huffing and puffing and speaking to the manager on my part, but really nothing to do. According to the manager, the girls are 'watching him closely' (hmm - maybe not closely enough!), and looking for triggers so they can intervene. I do understand it's stressful for everyone involved, and no one's *fault*, but I really hope it doesn't happen again -- especially if the bites are getting worse. Who knows, the next time he could break the skin!And in the meantime - I'll just be sending Paige to nursery in her new Kevlar long-sleeve jumpsuit...
(ps -- the picture is 24 hours later -- and she's still got a bit of a bruise showing today, nearly a week on!)
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Wow, that is terrible. My first instinct is to not allow the biter in school at all.
That was my first thought as well... but clearly his parents need the nursery too. And it turns out your grandson was a biter -- so I'm hoping like Toby, this child grows out of it, and soon!
Actually, now that you mention it, I remember Toby biting, so I'm really torn. Surely his parents need the nursury, but at the expense of other kids? They need to NIP IT IN THE BUD!! I don't know if Toby ever left a bruise which is clearly evident on Paige.
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