Now before I start I have to say that I don't remember any of this, but I have heard the story over, and over, and over again!!
When I was about 5 years old one of my best friends was a little boy named Tony who lived next door to my Grandparents. We played all the time when I was at their house. For some reason, and I have no idea why, I would also bite him all the time.
My parents tried everything to get me to stop, they had even tried to get Tony to bite me back, but he just wouldn't.
One day when we were out playing my Mom heard Tony cry and came running out. She sent Tony home and as soon as we got in the house asked my Grandma for tape. My Grandma told my Mom they only had electrical tape. My Mom said I don't care. As she says now, she had just hit her limit and was so frustrated, she didn't know what else to do.
So she taped my mouth shut.
It had only been a few minutes when Tony came back over and wanted me to play again. My Mom said I could go out but only if I kept the tape on.
So I went out and played, and never bit Tony again.
Now when my Mom tells the story she's mixed between seeing the humor (especially at my expense) and being embarrassed . She can't believe she really did that.