They Might Be Curly Giants!

Ajab was attacked by Ayeed yesterday. It’s happening more often these days as Ayeed, being the ferocious little biter that he is, recently discovered what a joy it is to bite his brother. In the back.

Ajab was minding his own business, playing with his toys when Ayeed came up to him from behind, placed his tiny, chubby fingers on Ajab’s back and proceeded to plant a loving bite on his back. Ajab, the Gandhi-wannabe, to his credit, did not lash out at his aggressor, preferring instead to wail in pain and run to his minder.

Ayeed wanting another bite of the cherry, which in this case turns out to be a red, bite-marked sibling, chased and toddled after his brother around the room, laughing with evil glee with hands outstretched. Ajab wailed even louder in hopes of being rid of his nemesis but to no avail as the little biter caught his victim once again.

And still Ajab does not retaliate and smack his brother in the face or something, until their minder had to intervene and separate the two apart. After calm has been restored, Ajab returns to whatever activity he was so rudely interrupted from and peace prevails with Ayeed triumphantly toddling away, looking for something new to do. Or bite on.

Ayeed isn’t biting his brother to pick a fight with him, of course. He probably finds his brother’s back tasty and as a weird show of affection, bites him.

His victims, us included, don’t find it quite so funny and we’re wary when he puts his face down on any of our body parts, a sure sign that some biting will take place.