Ouch

Jackson bit me last night. He broke the skin.
I am not too sure how I feel about this situation.

Jack has his top two front and bottom teeth. He chowed down on my thigh last night with these very accomplished four teeth.

Thinking that Jack's mouth may be hurting him, I grab a cold rag and wrap it in some ice chips for him to munch and crunch to soothe any soreness.
It became clear that his mouth did not bother him all because he immediately started flinging the rag around trying to shake all of the ice free. He had fun. Me? Not so much.
So, in his excitement the little monster comes after me again in full force with his mouth wide open ready to chow down on my poor skin.
He did not get a successful bite this time. Few tears and then he went to bed- at 6:45pm last night.

He doesn't know that biting is bad or that it hurt me for that matter. At the same time, he shouldn't come after someone with a full mouth of teeth leading the way...

I am still not sure how I feel about this situation.

sweet little boy - strong jaws