
“Mommy, there is no hitting in this house. Tell Chah-wee you’re sorry.”
When Caden was a year and a half old, X taught him to beat our dog. Whenever I took an unsafe or inappropriate object away from him, my little boy who gave the world’s greatest hugs would run away from me and seek our 25 lb mutt to take out his frustration on. I watched in horror as he beat our family pet with little angry fists.
As soon as we left our...