Once Bitten, Twice Shy - Part 2

We got a call today from the daycare. Apparently, Troy wrestled one of his friends to the ground and then sat on his face. While I definitely can’t condone his behavior, this situation sounded eerily familiar. It reminded me of a time when I was a kid, and my older brother wrestled me to the floor and sat on my face. I panicked, feeling trapped and scared, so I instinctively bit my brother on the backside with all I had. I hung on until he finally got off, screaming and bleeding. Which is pretty much what happened to Troy too. His friend, feeling panicked and scared, bit him on the thigh, leaving teeth marks, but not breaking the skin. Unlike Troy, I was the one that got in trouble for biting, while my brother got nothing for sitting on my face. I guess it pays to be the favorite!