Miles' tantrums primarily involve biting. When he is frustrated he will perform a war cry and proceed to bite the couch, a leg, his toy, or most commonly... the carpet. I have no concerns about him refusing to wiggle out loose teeth when the time comes.
In such a situation, when you see his emotions building to a crescendo, it is important to hold Miles in such a way that he can bite nothing but air. His attempt will result in arching of his back and banging of his head, but if you can hold on then all will be safe.
Post fireworks sleep, Miles had an especially long day. When it neared bedtime we could just feel his mood declining. It was that tangible. But, he managed to entertain himself sufficiently leaning heavily on the company of the cat, his cat. Suddenly I heard and then watched as Miles started scream-crying (almost like the sound of him getting his finger stuck in the shower drain.) Running over to him, I inspected him for injury, but merely observed angry frustration. With tears streaming down his face, I had to laugh (internally of course) when I realized what was wrong: Miles was holding the cat...collar! Houdini Holstein had managed to escape his playful embrace and Miles was crushed. He was sobbing, stumbling toward the cat with the collar desperately held out as far as his arm could stretch. Before assisting him, I beckoned for David to watch the drama. (Why I didn't grab the camera, I don't know and greatly regret.) To remedy the situation I simply picked Miles up (his arm with collar unwaveringly outstretched) and traversed the four feet to arrive at Holstein. Together we put the collar back on the cat which immediately stopped the tears and then brought the cat to a place where we could pet and hug him to our hearts (his hearts) content.
Thankfully the cat incident didn't invoke Miles' frustrated biting technique.
