It's official. He won't ever get into Harvard now.

Here it is on paper. The "incident report." Now there's a paper trail. And he will forever be known as a biter. Jackson the biter. I can see this haunting his preschool interviews now. "Oh he bites? Yikes." Then the big stamp of "REJECTION" goes onto whatever application there is. But is there punishment for "her"? She, who shall remain nameless, took his toy and he just leaned over and clamped down. Perhaps she provoked him. We don't get to know who she is because of some bullshit daycare rules. But when I went and picked him up, one of the twins who I can't tell apart had a big red mark on her arm, so I suspect it was her. I question her upbringing anyway. Her mom does have hair the color of pink highighter marker you use to mark up copy in a textbook. And, they are always covered in scratches that look like they've gotten into a fight with a cat. Who knows, maybe they have. Maybe pink haired freak is too busy dying her hair and not watching her kids. But that's a whole other story. Anyway, I apologized to Geneva and told her we would work on his conflict resolution skills. He hasn't bitten anyone since. But the damage has been done.