Chicken Strips

Hello. I'm not sure that I should share this but I have to tell someone. I have a small, small, small problem. It's embarrassing but here goes it......I'm a biter. I know, I know. It's not right but I can't help myself. And the thing is I don't even bite strangers, animals, intruders.......just my friends at school. I love 'em but I can't seem to help myself, especially when things don't go my way. It usually happens like this: I'm sitting around playing with my favorite doll or stuffed animal or toy and one of my friends comes over for a look. Typically, I'm open to this but then someone, usually Celia or Louie, has to take it too far (i.e. they take my toy). Then, the next thing I know, I'm playing tug of war and I'm losing. So what do I do? I lean over and bite. It happens that fast. It's really not my fault though. After all, I am only 17 months old. But, on the bright side, the only thing that I bit into today was a plate full of chicken strips.