Every night, there is disagreement and strife over where the adults will sit and which child will sit next to which adult. The problem doesn't have the same scope with only two children. They are either between the adults or next to each other. simple. When the children outnumber the adults however, the dynamics change. Who sits next to Mom. Who sits next to Dad. Who sits next to BG. Which adult is on which side even. It's a ten minute negotiation each night.
Then, when they have decided who sits where, they set the table. Then as the adult putting the plates on the table, you have to be able to discern the finer details that sets DS's cutlery from DD's, BG's, DH's and mine. It's not as easy as you might think. Someone has a pink fork and blue knife. Someone has a blue fork and a green knife. Someone just has a spoon. Someone has a big fork. Someone has a little fork and a spoon. It's like playing CLUE!
We got placemats last week. What a difference it has made. It's like having assigned spots only better, because the littles can still negotiate who goes where. DS has a map of Canada. DD has Dora(that will change in a few years, trust me) BG has a counting one, DH has the solar system, I have a pretty pattern so I can pretend I have beautiful dishes when I look down. A little change with a big payoff. I like it.
Monday, January 25, 2010
Thursday, January 21, 2010
Cussing
I was reminded on Susie's blog http://extraordinarybabyshoppe.blogspot.com/ about DS cussing while shopping.
When I lived at my sister's, her dog had an obsession with diapers and feminine hygiene products. Every morning, there would be some such item strewn throughout the house. It annoyed me to no end and I would cuss about it, often at the top of my lungs.
Out shopping one day, 2 yold DS shows off his new language acquisition by chanting "F*n dog" over and over and over. It's quite difficult to feel proud of his skill in parroting what he has heard when that is all he chooses to say.
HE doesn't remember it. I do
When I lived at my sister's, her dog had an obsession with diapers and feminine hygiene products. Every morning, there would be some such item strewn throughout the house. It annoyed me to no end and I would cuss about it, often at the top of my lungs.
Out shopping one day, 2 yold DS shows off his new language acquisition by chanting "F*n dog" over and over and over. It's quite difficult to feel proud of his skill in parroting what he has heard when that is all he chooses to say.
HE doesn't remember it. I do
Sunday, September 27, 2009
the teddy bear
Apparently, the teddy bear was causing some problems last night. It was giving DS bad dreams. It got a stern talking-to. DS took it back with a smile and great relief. He was pleased that his favourite bedtime companion (after DD) would now only let the happy dreams into the bed.
Nights are more interesting than days, sometimes.
Nights are more interesting than days, sometimes.
Monday, June 15, 2009
Cutting hair
On birthdays, the kids go to the local salon for a haircut. I like that. Otherwise, I'm the one weilding the cutting implements.
Until this year, DS hasn't really been interested in what his hair looked like. He's quite fair and his hair is straightish and average thickness. If he wanted long, I left it alone. When he wanted short, I got out the clippers and did the best I could. Now that he's six(!) he has ideas of how his hair should look.
"Short, Mom, with a line."
What? So I cut it short on the side and gave him a mohawk.
A quick look in the mirror and I got the same description. "Short, Mom, with A LINE." hmm. and he pointed to the side of his mohawk, where it was already pretty short(a 1 clipper). huh.
I clipped off all the hair and put in a thin, thin line using the clippers freehand. Another look in the mirror and I got it again. "Short, Mom with A LINE!"
I widened the line to finger width. Perfect and a big grin on his face. Not what I would have chosen, but it's his hair.
DD on the other hand has a lot of hair. It's thick and plentiful with great body and highlights. Quite beautiful, actually. Her ears do not get cold in the winter. As summer came on she began to sweat and her face would flush and then pale as she tried to regulate her temperature. She was looking sick from the heat and it was only June!
I cut her hair. Apparently, it's a bowl cut. And she looks adorable. And she doesn't care. I can still put it into two pinktails if she wants. I hope this stage lasts for a while.
BG's haircut is coming up. I think I'm gonna get DH to do it. That way he can get the praise/blame instead of me!
Until this year, DS hasn't really been interested in what his hair looked like. He's quite fair and his hair is straightish and average thickness. If he wanted long, I left it alone. When he wanted short, I got out the clippers and did the best I could. Now that he's six(!) he has ideas of how his hair should look.
"Short, Mom, with a line."
What? So I cut it short on the side and gave him a mohawk.
A quick look in the mirror and I got the same description. "Short, Mom, with A LINE." hmm. and he pointed to the side of his mohawk, where it was already pretty short(a 1 clipper). huh.
I clipped off all the hair and put in a thin, thin line using the clippers freehand. Another look in the mirror and I got it again. "Short, Mom with A LINE!"
I widened the line to finger width. Perfect and a big grin on his face. Not what I would have chosen, but it's his hair.
DD on the other hand has a lot of hair. It's thick and plentiful with great body and highlights. Quite beautiful, actually. Her ears do not get cold in the winter. As summer came on she began to sweat and her face would flush and then pale as she tried to regulate her temperature. She was looking sick from the heat and it was only June!
I cut her hair. Apparently, it's a bowl cut. And she looks adorable. And she doesn't care. I can still put it into two pinktails if she wants. I hope this stage lasts for a while.
BG's haircut is coming up. I think I'm gonna get DH to do it. That way he can get the praise/blame instead of me!
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
the chicken
We were in the car last night, on our way home from yet another open house. DS, DD and BG in their carseats behind us.
DD pipes up, seemingly out of nowhere, "We go to Costco. They got chickens in the eggs at Costco. I like Costco eggs."
It's the little things that just keep you going. I bought more eggs today. hopefully, they don't have chickens in them.
DD pipes up, seemingly out of nowhere, "We go to Costco. They got chickens in the eggs at Costco. I like Costco eggs."
It's the little things that just keep you going. I bought more eggs today. hopefully, they don't have chickens in them.
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
Pottying
Sometimes I really struggle with the whole potty thing. I forget that DD needs help as much as she does. I guess that's the downside of having such a fiercely independent child who learned to potty before she was two.
Take today for example. we pottied her in the night-took her to the bathroom while she was asleep, she peed and we put her back to bed-she never woke up.
This morning, she didn't have to go upon wakening. She held it until we dropped DH off at work. She LOVES to use the toilet there. I guess it's nicer than the one at home.
We did all of our running around, went to the play place at the KPRC then to McD's for our 'treat'. That's from 9 until 1:00 without using the potty. I was the next one in line, after what felt like a five minute wait, and she comes tearing across the restaurant "I have to go pee. I have to go pee. I have to go right now." That means stop everything and go to the toilet now in DD's world. You have less than one minute. We made it, but she was peeing as I sat her down. Whew.
She's been twice since we've been home. I've needed to attend as the wiping part isn't so good yet. I know it's part of growing up, but I'm really looking forward to not having to be in the bathroom at the same time as a small child.
Take today for example. we pottied her in the night-took her to the bathroom while she was asleep, she peed and we put her back to bed-she never woke up.
This morning, she didn't have to go upon wakening. She held it until we dropped DH off at work. She LOVES to use the toilet there. I guess it's nicer than the one at home.
We did all of our running around, went to the play place at the KPRC then to McD's for our 'treat'. That's from 9 until 1:00 without using the potty. I was the next one in line, after what felt like a five minute wait, and she comes tearing across the restaurant "I have to go pee. I have to go pee. I have to go right now." That means stop everything and go to the toilet now in DD's world. You have less than one minute. We made it, but she was peeing as I sat her down. Whew.
She's been twice since we've been home. I've needed to attend as the wiping part isn't so good yet. I know it's part of growing up, but I'm really looking forward to not having to be in the bathroom at the same time as a small child.
Monday, October 13, 2008
breastfeeding challenge
I was reading the other day about a woman who did not understand the point of the breastfeeding challenge ( http://www.babyfriendly.ca/challenge/mother.php )...'I breastfed my child. I pumped when I went out. I used a blanket. I had mastitis, cracked and bleeding nipples. I weaned at six months. I felt defensive when asked why I did so and said I wanted my body back.' I felt so sorry for her. She missed the whole point of the challenge.
The breastfeeding challenge is to celebrate the normality of breastfeeding. To find your community resources. To encourage other women on their journey through motherhood. This was my sixth!!!! year at the challenge. I went with DS; DS; DS; DS and DD; DD; and DS and BG. I have always left feeling amazed with the power of women and part of a larger wonderfully supportive community.
When we as mothers get the support and information we need, many common difficulties are avoided. When we can reach out to each other through things like the challenge, LLLC meetings or bosom buddies, we help each other give our children the best nutritional start they can have.
The breastfeeding challenge is to celebrate the normality of breastfeeding. To find your community resources. To encourage other women on their journey through motherhood. This was my sixth!!!! year at the challenge. I went with DS; DS; DS; DS and DD; DD; and DS and BG. I have always left feeling amazed with the power of women and part of a larger wonderfully supportive community.
When we as mothers get the support and information we need, many common difficulties are avoided. When we can reach out to each other through things like the challenge, LLLC meetings or bosom buddies, we help each other give our children the best nutritional start they can have.
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