Letters to the Editor
-
Reality Bites
When my brother was 2 1/2, he bit me so hard, it drew blood. Apparently, it was a "phase". Next time he did that, I popped him in the chops. No more biting.
Go to the zoo and watch the chimps. They scream, bite, pull each others' hair, and no one dies. Its amazing.
It also makes me glad I'm not a parent.

