But when I heard the story -- first from the teacher and then from The Boy -- I was flat-out happy he had been bitten. The Boy and two of his little buddies were chasing and fell down, The Boy and Kid 1 landing on Kid 2. The Boy and Kid 1 decided to be super heros, or maybe that was why they were running in the first place, and hold down the bad guy, Kid 2. "We were being the strong ones," The Boy said. Only Kid 2 didn't really want to be the bad guy and bit The Boy. If I had a hoss of a 2-year-old on top of me, I might bite, too.
"Good," I said to his teacher, "maybe he'll learn about consequences."
And then The Boy and I had a chat in the car on the way home about treating others like we want to be treated.
I work with the biter's mom, and the story she got didn't match up with what I got. For whatever reason, the teacher made it sound like the biter was unprovoked -- and so the poor kid was punished at home, too. I only bring this up because when I was talking to her about it, she said this was a theme with her son and that teacher. She only ever shares the bad things that goes on with the kid. This incident was the last straw, she said.
Her solution was a good one, I think. Clear, without being aggressive. The next day when the teacher said, "Oh he was so wild!" and hemmed and hawed, the mom said, "Does he ever have a good day? Because all I hear is about the bad." And you know what? She's heard good things -- with whatever orneriness -- everyday since.