My younger sister was a biter.There’s only a few things I remember about her toddler years — the fact that she liked to run around the yard without a shirt and usually had at least five headbands on at once. She loved to clomp around in our mothers’ shoes, and her favorite toy was a plastic telephone that she always put on her ear upside down while jabbering away. Nobody understood what it was that she was saying, but that didn’t seem to matter.But the thing [...]
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