"On Saturday, my gentle-natured, precious, kind toddler was overcome by
another presence. I would call him Evil Ethan, but it seems a little mean to
refer to a baby as evil.
Ethan was stacking a couple of his wooden blocks together while Grover
obverved his progress, occasionally nibbling on one of his chew toys. Ethan
reached out and patted the little dog gently. Then, using one of the very hard
wooden blocks he was holding, he hit Grover in the head. The poor dog yelped in
pain and jumped backwards, cowering in fear.
I had hoped the hitting incident was a one time thing, but Ethan has tried
again to hit the dogs and has also smacked Mike and me. You would think a punch
from a little toddler wouldn't really hurt, but unfortunately Ethan can pack
quite a wollop. "
What's next? The nanny attacked by crows? Insane screaming when nearing church? Brrrr.