Well it’s happened, my son is a Vampire!! Today we went to a birthday party in Amsterdam, he was excited, he got to on the trains and trams. He was brilliant when we got there, he went off and played and wasn’t stuck to my hip the whole time, he had a complete blast. The afternoon was going so well a really lovely family afternoon, I had introduced expatdaddy to a few of my
drinking buddies friends from Amsterdam Mama’s, the cake had been cut (which LPV refused to sit down for) we were just sat with a glass of wine *my kind of party* when it happened. He bit another child and drew blood, my heart just sank, we thought he was going to give the child a kiss as he’d just been kissing and sharing cake with a wee little girl but No, in for the kill.
We grabbed him told him no and I sat him between my legs for a minute while he was wailing, expatdaddy checked the other child and apologised to the parents, then I apologised………………..then again later. The lady in question is actually a friend which I’m not sure made it easier or more terrible. I know it’s a phase (isn’t everything in parenthood) but I feel deflated. Worse of all I’m mad at myself as even when his time out minute was up I kept telling him how cross I was, he would walk away, play, look at me, when come back for a cuddle. Why did I do that??? I know I can feel you all getting ready to pelt me with stones.
Anyhoo, we decided it was time to leave, we said our
apologies again goodbyes and off we went, we walked along for a wee bit, then headed to bistro for some dinner as it was a bit of journey home. All through dinner he was an angel, it was hard to believe this child was even capable of biting another human. Expat daddy has officially banned me from watching Twilight now, not that I ever did when LPV was around but maybe my love for vampires is rubbing off on my son. Nah, I only watch it for the hot totty!!!!