A lot of parents I talk to tell me their kids are done with taking naps around the age of three or four. Ian is four, going to be five in a couple months. I still have him try to take a nap. He fights it, like all kids do, and tells me, "I'm not tired! I need to play!"
Ian's crankiness, whining and crying at the drop of a hat that occurs on non-nap days tells me otherwise. So I, the ever mean mommy, make him take a nap each afternoon. We read our stories, snuggle in bed and usually he falls asleep for an hour. He wakes up sweet, clear minded and recharged.
This past weekend, I thought I'd relax my must have a nap rule. On Saturday, we attended a sports class and tackled trekking through Costco. He seemed alright throughout the day, showing a wee bit of fatigue come nighttime. We got together with family for a birthday celebration on Sunday. As the day ended, it was obvious the boy was overly tired. Ian was in zombie mode, not able to follow through with any directions we gave him.
Monday, Ian went to preschool, followed by our family seeing the Monsters vs Aliens movie in 3D. Again, he got no nap, instead playing games, having lightsaber battles, and building Thomas track (boy am I glad to see he still wants to play with Thomas).
In the middle of playing a game of Mario Cart, he gave up his steering wheel Wii remote and complained of a headache. He was pale. We gave him some water and tried to get him to eat something, but he also complained of a stomachache. In the end, sleep was the only solution. He was asleep by 5:30 and did not wake until this morning.
This morning, he is well and ready to play! I have learned something about my boy, he needs his sleep, so he will get his nap this afternoon.
Tuesday, March 31, 2009
Saturday, March 07, 2009
Thomas Dies By Lightsaber
My little boy is growing up. He's reaching a stage where play time is taking on new adventures. It used to be Thomas the Tank Engine, now it is Star Wars. Now everything he talks about and does involves spaceships, lightsabers and hiding from Darth Vader.
Last night, Paul got home just in time to help put the kids to bed. While snuggling with Ian, the conversation of course revolved around the Star Wars topic.
Paul: Ian, did you play Star Wars today at school?
Ian: Yes, I played Star Wars with Aiden.
Paul: Oh, who did you get to be?
Ian: I don't know who I was. The teachers kept taking my lightsaber away.
Paul: Oh, what did you use for a lightsaber?
Ian: Anything I could find.
Paul: Next time, just use your imagination. They can't take that away from you.
Ian (face lighting up with glee): Oh, and it can be invisible!
Last night, Paul got home just in time to help put the kids to bed. While snuggling with Ian, the conversation of course revolved around the Star Wars topic.
Paul: Ian, did you play Star Wars today at school?
Ian: Yes, I played Star Wars with Aiden.
Paul: Oh, who did you get to be?
Ian: I don't know who I was. The teachers kept taking my lightsaber away.
Paul: Oh, what did you use for a lightsaber?
Ian: Anything I could find.
Paul: Next time, just use your imagination. They can't take that away from you.
Ian (face lighting up with glee): Oh, and it can be invisible!
Wednesday, March 04, 2009
Missing Daddy
Hi, there, Daddy! We sure miss you. Everyday we ask if you're still on Earth, and Mommy reassures us that yes, indeed you are. You won't be gone too much longer, but we are anxious for you to come home. Here are some pictures of us for you to enjoy.
Ian is totally obsessed with Star Wars. He made a tiny red light saber out of legos.
He's also building spaceships and flying them around the house with lots of added sound effects.
Laurel loves to snuggle her kitty.
Dressing up as a princess is an everyday activity.
We would like to eat waffles at every meal, but Mommy says we should get in other foods, too.
Have fun with your work. We can't wait to see you and hug you and dogpile on top of you.
We LOVE you,
Ian and Laurel
PS - Mommy loves you, too.
Ian is totally obsessed with Star Wars. He made a tiny red light saber out of legos.
He's also building spaceships and flying them around the house with lots of added sound effects.
Laurel loves to snuggle her kitty.
Dressing up as a princess is an everyday activity.
We would like to eat waffles at every meal, but Mommy says we should get in other foods, too.
Have fun with your work. We can't wait to see you and hug you and dogpile on top of you.
We LOVE you,
Ian and Laurel
PS - Mommy loves you, too.
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
You Can Count on Me
Ian, Laurel and I are at my mom and dad's for lunch. Somehow, Laurel ends up eating inside with my parents, while Ian and I eat outside on the patio table. Ian gets to spend the night, so I talk over a few items he needs to remember.
Me: Ian, remember to help Grandma and do what she says.
Ian: Oh, yes, of course, Mommy. I always help Grandma.
Me: Oh, good, I knew I could count on you, buddy!!!
Ian ponders what I've said.
Ian: And I can count on you, too, Mommy.
He then points and traces along my body and counts: One, two, three, four, five, six...eighteen, nineteen, twenty! See, I CAN count on you!
Me: Ian, remember to help Grandma and do what she says.
Ian: Oh, yes, of course, Mommy. I always help Grandma.
Me: Oh, good, I knew I could count on you, buddy!!!
Ian ponders what I've said.
Ian: And I can count on you, too, Mommy.
He then points and traces along my body and counts: One, two, three, four, five, six...eighteen, nineteen, twenty! See, I CAN count on you!
Tuesday, January 06, 2009
Time suckage and insomnia
Facebook has taken over my life. Um, that and reading Twilight. A dear friend gifted me the Twilight series, and so far I'm loving it! Problem is, when I find a moment to read, I fall asleep only a page or two in. The book is quite exciting (half way through the first one), I'm just a tad exhausted.
Insomnia has hit hard tonight, up at 2:30 a.m.. I've been Facebooking and surfing the net. Now I'll try a little Twilight. Sweet dreams to all you lucky heavy sleepers.
Insomnia has hit hard tonight, up at 2:30 a.m.. I've been Facebooking and surfing the net. Now I'll try a little Twilight. Sweet dreams to all you lucky heavy sleepers.
Monday, December 22, 2008
Christmas Crafts
Oh, how I love Christmas crafts!
Star and bell suncatchers are easy and fun to make.
These applesauce and cinnamon ornaments sure make our house smell yummy!
The activity the kids love most is decorating snowman sugar cookies.
The survivors, but they know the clock is ticking.
Star and bell suncatchers are easy and fun to make.
These applesauce and cinnamon ornaments sure make our house smell yummy!
The activity the kids love most is decorating snowman sugar cookies.
The survivors, but they know the clock is ticking.
Sunday, December 21, 2008
Commercial Seepage
TV advertisements are seldom viewed in our household. This is largely due to us having TiVo and the fact that most of the programs the kids watch, such as Dora and Backyardigans, only have commercials at the end of the show.
However, holiday shows such as Rudolph and A Charlie Brown Christmas are broadcast on major networks that place commercials intermittently throughout the program. Yes, we are able to fast forward through the ads, but when I am in the middle of fixing dinner, I am not always able to grab the remote. Agitated pleas fill the air, "Mommy, bring Snoopy back!" Of course when brainwashing toy ads fill the screen, the natives settle back down.
And so, my children are being exposed to commercials. Is it making an impact? Yes, in a way...
I am downstairs piddling around the kitchen, when I hear Laurel finally stirring from a good night's sleep. Walking into her room, I happily sing, "Good morning, Sunshine," and lay down next to her to snuggle.
"Good morning, Mommy," she replies and smiles and stretches. "Is today Christmas?"
"No, Sweetie. We still need to wait six more days."
Laurel takes this information in, smiles and states, "Yeah! Six more days 'til Christmas. And then the commercials come!"
However, holiday shows such as Rudolph and A Charlie Brown Christmas are broadcast on major networks that place commercials intermittently throughout the program. Yes, we are able to fast forward through the ads, but when I am in the middle of fixing dinner, I am not always able to grab the remote. Agitated pleas fill the air, "Mommy, bring Snoopy back!" Of course when brainwashing toy ads fill the screen, the natives settle back down.
And so, my children are being exposed to commercials. Is it making an impact? Yes, in a way...
I am downstairs piddling around the kitchen, when I hear Laurel finally stirring from a good night's sleep. Walking into her room, I happily sing, "Good morning, Sunshine," and lay down next to her to snuggle.
"Good morning, Mommy," she replies and smiles and stretches. "Is today Christmas?"
"No, Sweetie. We still need to wait six more days."
Laurel takes this information in, smiles and states, "Yeah! Six more days 'til Christmas. And then the commercials come!"
Thursday, December 18, 2008
Visions of Sugar Bums
Laurel just before she lays down for her nap: Mommy, I'm going to dream 'bout sugar bums!
The children were nestled all snug in their beds, While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads. And mamma in her ‘kerchief, and I in my cap, Had just settled our brains for a long winter’s nap.
~Clement Clarke Moore
Laurel's dreams of sugar-plums came true, we assembled our gingerbread house!
A little icing here...
Laurel doesn't like what Ian is doing to the house.
The kids had a great time making the gingerbread house. I'm sure a little bit of candy will be missing from it each day, and I will continue to find candy on the floor and sugar on the walls until Easter.
The children were nestled all snug in their beds, While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads. And mamma in her ‘kerchief, and I in my cap, Had just settled our brains for a long winter’s nap.
~Clement Clarke Moore
Laurel's dreams of sugar-plums came true, we assembled our gingerbread house!
A little icing here...
and a little icing there.
Laurel doesn't like what Ian is doing to the house.
But finally she buys into it and helps out.
The kids had a great time making the gingerbread house. I'm sure a little bit of candy will be missing from it each day, and I will continue to find candy on the floor and sugar on the walls until Easter.
Wednesday, December 17, 2008
Stockings
Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that St Nicholas soon would be there.
~Clement Clarke Moore
I don't know about that "not a creature was stirring" bit, for certainly someone in this household was stirring in order for this to happen...
Me: Ian, why are your socks on top of your dresser?
Ian: They're ready for Christmas.
Me: Christmas?
Ian: Yes, Mommy, you silly. I'm putting toys in the stockings for all the little children.
(If you look carefully, the socks do have bulges and there are toys sticking out a couple of the openings.)
Santa, do you have need of an extra set of hands? This boy is ready and eager!
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that St Nicholas soon would be there.
~Clement Clarke Moore
I don't know about that "not a creature was stirring" bit, for certainly someone in this household was stirring in order for this to happen...
Me: Ian, why are your socks on top of your dresser?
Ian: They're ready for Christmas.
Me: Christmas?
Ian: Yes, Mommy, you silly. I'm putting toys in the stockings for all the little children.
(If you look carefully, the socks do have bulges and there are toys sticking out a couple of the openings.)
Santa, do you have need of an extra set of hands? This boy is ready and eager!
Sunday, November 02, 2008
Trick or Treat?
When I was kid, Halloween and trick-or-treating was a huge ordeal for residents in my neighborhood. Everyone seemed to participate: those with children and those without, younger families and older families, even the grumpy old man who lived next door (sure we were scared to ring his doorbell, but who's going to pass up an opportunity to get even more candy?)
Over the last decade, I've noticed trick-or-treating has started to dwindle. Different organizations such as churches and malls have taken it upon themselves to provide Halloween parties, fall festivals, or trick-or-treating within their own parking lot, calling it trunk-or-treat. I understand parents wanting to provide safe Halloween celebrations for their children. But one advantage to trick-or-treating within your own neighborhood is conversing with your neighbors, hopefully getting to know them a little bit better.
As we took our own two children out for trick-or-treating, it saddened me to see so many dark houses. This year, I'm guessing maybe only 20 percent of the residents in our neighborhood participated in this Halloween tradition. It was also sad to see so few children out trick-or-treating.
Do I need to change with the times and find some alternative Halloween celebration? I hope not. The few neighbors we do know, really got a kick out of seeing the kids in their costumes. And for a few moments, we conversed and giggled together. I guess our little family will continue this tradition until we're the only ones left with a brightly lit porch light.
Over the last decade, I've noticed trick-or-treating has started to dwindle. Different organizations such as churches and malls have taken it upon themselves to provide Halloween parties, fall festivals, or trick-or-treating within their own parking lot, calling it trunk-or-treat. I understand parents wanting to provide safe Halloween celebrations for their children. But one advantage to trick-or-treating within your own neighborhood is conversing with your neighbors, hopefully getting to know them a little bit better.
As we took our own two children out for trick-or-treating, it saddened me to see so many dark houses. This year, I'm guessing maybe only 20 percent of the residents in our neighborhood participated in this Halloween tradition. It was also sad to see so few children out trick-or-treating.
Do I need to change with the times and find some alternative Halloween celebration? I hope not. The few neighbors we do know, really got a kick out of seeing the kids in their costumes. And for a few moments, we conversed and giggled together. I guess our little family will continue this tradition until we're the only ones left with a brightly lit porch light.
Saturday, November 01, 2008
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
Three, Two, One...
AAAAHHHHHH!!! We're at the final days of prep for Halloween. I LOVE this holiday. It's become one of my favorites. Decorating, thinking of crafts, getting creative with costumes, carving pumpkins, reading spooky stories, trick-or-treating, it's all good.
But, of course there's a but, I tend to be a perfectionist. For the anal side of me, there's never enough time to get everything done that MUST be done. And, I over plan and don't spend enough time actually doing things.
Laurel will be Tinkerbell. We bought her dress and shoes/slippers. Easy, right? NOT. I found out on a trial run that the dress is too big and the shoes won't stay on her feet. Taking in the dress is not that big a deal, except that I DO NOT sew. I do not own a sewing machine and refuse to get one. Why? I just don't like to sew. However, I did learn how to hand stitch in a junior high school class, so I dusted off my extremely underused sewing kit and set it out for one of today's tasks.
As for Laurel's slippers, hmmm. Fortunately, there's a bit of gold lace across the top. I bought some elastic gold cord and just sort of weaved it along the edge and thought we'd tie them on her feet. Then a spark of creativity came into play: I weaved gold bells along with the cord. Now when she walks/runs/skips Halloween night, she'll sound like Tinkerbell. Cute, huh?
Now, I'm starting to think about Tinkerbell's hairstyle. Sure, I can do a ponytail on the top of her head and add a little bow. But, oh no, the perfectionist in me nags, "You can do more!" The problem is, I'm not exactly a hairstylist. My idea of fancy IS a ponytail. All last night I tossed and turned thinking about this little detail. I finally decide at five this morning to get up and turn to Google for help (I heart Google). Within minutes I find a site that gives me peace of mind: She Does Hair. The wonderful woman of this blog demonstrates how to achieve the Tink hairstyle step by step with pictures. She explains it so well, I think even I can do it. Today, Laurel and I will do a dry run. I just need to purchase some hairspray and possibly some glittery hair stuff.
As for Ian's costume, um, well, let's just say I've been very busy painting and cutting and Googling (of course), and making many trips to the craft store. I swear the cashier looked at me yesterday and muttered, "What? You, again?"
Yes, me again, I have made about a bizzillion mistakes.
Have I really been to the store that much? Let's just say, Laurel, all of two and a half years old, knows the layout of the store well enough that she can locate the felt and glue sections without blinking an eye. "Over here, Mommy," rings through my ears as she and I trod through aisles of crafty fun.
But, of course there's a but, I tend to be a perfectionist. For the anal side of me, there's never enough time to get everything done that MUST be done. And, I over plan and don't spend enough time actually doing things.
Laurel will be Tinkerbell. We bought her dress and shoes/slippers. Easy, right? NOT. I found out on a trial run that the dress is too big and the shoes won't stay on her feet. Taking in the dress is not that big a deal, except that I DO NOT sew. I do not own a sewing machine and refuse to get one. Why? I just don't like to sew. However, I did learn how to hand stitch in a junior high school class, so I dusted off my extremely underused sewing kit and set it out for one of today's tasks.
As for Laurel's slippers, hmmm. Fortunately, there's a bit of gold lace across the top. I bought some elastic gold cord and just sort of weaved it along the edge and thought we'd tie them on her feet. Then a spark of creativity came into play: I weaved gold bells along with the cord. Now when she walks/runs/skips Halloween night, she'll sound like Tinkerbell. Cute, huh?
Now, I'm starting to think about Tinkerbell's hairstyle. Sure, I can do a ponytail on the top of her head and add a little bow. But, oh no, the perfectionist in me nags, "You can do more!" The problem is, I'm not exactly a hairstylist. My idea of fancy IS a ponytail. All last night I tossed and turned thinking about this little detail. I finally decide at five this morning to get up and turn to Google for help (I heart Google). Within minutes I find a site that gives me peace of mind: She Does Hair. The wonderful woman of this blog demonstrates how to achieve the Tink hairstyle step by step with pictures. She explains it so well, I think even I can do it. Today, Laurel and I will do a dry run. I just need to purchase some hairspray and possibly some glittery hair stuff.
As for Ian's costume, um, well, let's just say I've been very busy painting and cutting and Googling (of course), and making many trips to the craft store. I swear the cashier looked at me yesterday and muttered, "What? You, again?"
Yes, me again, I have made about a bizzillion mistakes.
Have I really been to the store that much? Let's just say, Laurel, all of two and a half years old, knows the layout of the store well enough that she can locate the felt and glue sections without blinking an eye. "Over here, Mommy," rings through my ears as she and I trod through aisles of crafty fun.
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
Farm Time
Our quest for fun lands our little family at a farm. This is the third year we have gone to Schnepf Farms. Some things we have done before...
The goats and other farm animals were quite patient with us.
We had to ride this monster slide. Climbing up the hill ensured both kids were tuckered out by the end of the day.
Thank goodness we brought the wagon or we'd have had to carry both of them.
Corn on the cob is a must!!!
Of course we had to pick pumpkins!!!
With so many cute pumpkins to choose from, it's hard to decide.
And some things the kids tried for the first time...
Flying is a huge hit.
Laurel wants to join a circus just so she can be the trapeze artist.
My little girl had to ride a pony. She chose the biggest one. Not exactly a pony, is it?
Oh, my, we're overheating. What to do, what to do? I know...
...eat
ice cream!
The goats and other farm animals were quite patient with us.
We had to ride this monster slide. Climbing up the hill ensured both kids were tuckered out by the end of the day.
Thank goodness we brought the wagon or we'd have had to carry both of them.
Corn on the cob is a must!!!
Of course we had to pick pumpkins!!!
With so many cute pumpkins to choose from, it's hard to decide.
And some things the kids tried for the first time...
Flying is a huge hit.
Laurel wants to join a circus just so she can be the trapeze artist.
My little girl had to ride a pony. She chose the biggest one. Not exactly a pony, is it?
Oh, my, we're overheating. What to do, what to do? I know...
...eat
ice cream!
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
Something I Never Thought I Would Say to My Son
It's almost bedtime, so our little family busily cleans up the toys downstairs. I notice Ian is wearing Laurel's princess shoes, a common sight these days.
Once finished with picking up the day's mess, I announce, "Alright guys, it's time for bed. Let's go upstairs and put on your jammies."
Ian meets up with me at the bottom of the stairs and states, "Mommy, I'll race you upstairs."
"No, Ian, I don't want to race you while you're wearing heels."
Once finished with picking up the day's mess, I announce, "Alright guys, it's time for bed. Let's go upstairs and put on your jammies."
Ian meets up with me at the bottom of the stairs and states, "Mommy, I'll race you upstairs."
"No, Ian, I don't want to race you while you're wearing heels."
Monday, October 13, 2008
Ian, the Chip Eating Soothsayer
Ian sits with Laurel and I eating lunch. Like most times before, he happily munches on his potato chips first. About halfway through, he briefly stops to inform me, "Mommy, when I'm done eating my chips, I'm going to ask you if I can have more chips. And I know you will tell me to eat my sandwich first."
He then returns to crunching away on his Pringles.
A couple minutes later, he finishes and asks, "Mommy, may I have more chips?"
I simply reply, "Ian, what do I usually tell you?"
He smiles and answers, "To eat my sandwich first."
I laugh and say, "Ok, Ian, go for it!"
He then returns to crunching away on his Pringles.
A couple minutes later, he finishes and asks, "Mommy, may I have more chips?"
I simply reply, "Ian, what do I usually tell you?"
He smiles and answers, "To eat my sandwich first."
I laugh and say, "Ok, Ian, go for it!"
Saturday, October 04, 2008
Still Here
We're still here, just busy. I've been wanting to post more about our California trip - the beach, the aquarium and Legoland, but of course life interrupts and the computer is not cooperative in allowing me to view, let alone edit pictures. Sigh.
Recently, Ian, Laurel and I had a wonderful opportunity to spend a week at a friend's time share beach house in Rocky Point, Mexico. My friend brought along her two children, so there were us two mommies and four kids ages 4 (Ian), 3 (Riley), 2 (Laurel) and 1 (Connor).
The beach was awesome. At low tide, there were tide pools everywhere and we could wade in the water and chase Kermit Crabs, fish and some other bigger crabs. I have to laugh because not only do my kids cutely say "Kermit Crabs," but so does Riley.
On the last day we collected seashells in our buckets. Ian excitedly scooped up piles of tiny shells. Looking inside his bucket, we discovered it's entire contents were on the move. I informed him he needed to release his prisoners. We then tried to find unoccupied shells, a difficult thing to do. After rinsing the shells and laying them out to dry, we found several still had residents.
Non beach activities included making bracelets, a huge hit with Ian who made about ten of them. The kids also loved frosting, decorating and eating cupcakes. Of course the week was a huge party, so we made crowns. There was lots of chasing, singing, reading books, coloring, watching movies, Laurel and Riley pretending to be princesses and playing in a bunkbed turned castle, some squabbles, some crying (and not just by the mommies), and sweet hugs.
A wonderful week!!! Hopefully, if a certain computer gets fixed soon, I'll be able to post pictures.
Recently, Ian, Laurel and I had a wonderful opportunity to spend a week at a friend's time share beach house in Rocky Point, Mexico. My friend brought along her two children, so there were us two mommies and four kids ages 4 (Ian), 3 (Riley), 2 (Laurel) and 1 (Connor).
The beach was awesome. At low tide, there were tide pools everywhere and we could wade in the water and chase Kermit Crabs, fish and some other bigger crabs. I have to laugh because not only do my kids cutely say "Kermit Crabs," but so does Riley.
On the last day we collected seashells in our buckets. Ian excitedly scooped up piles of tiny shells. Looking inside his bucket, we discovered it's entire contents were on the move. I informed him he needed to release his prisoners. We then tried to find unoccupied shells, a difficult thing to do. After rinsing the shells and laying them out to dry, we found several still had residents.
Non beach activities included making bracelets, a huge hit with Ian who made about ten of them. The kids also loved frosting, decorating and eating cupcakes. Of course the week was a huge party, so we made crowns. There was lots of chasing, singing, reading books, coloring, watching movies, Laurel and Riley pretending to be princesses and playing in a bunkbed turned castle, some squabbles, some crying (and not just by the mommies), and sweet hugs.
A wonderful week!!! Hopefully, if a certain computer gets fixed soon, I'll be able to post pictures.
Tuesday, September 09, 2008
Vacation: San Diego Zoo
We're home and ready to rest after a week full of activity.
We of course had to visit the San Diego Zoo. It's amazing, and enormous! We chose to walk instead of taking the tour bus. Believe it or not, the kids walked the entire time. Well Laurel did anyway, Ian maybe let us walk him in the stroller for about 500 feet's worth. I'm guessing we must have walked at least three miles, probably more.
The animals are amazing: koalas, gorillas, gobs of snakes, grizzly bears, pandas, and the usual lions, giraffes and elephants. A couple of our favorites had to be the polar bears...
We easily spent seven hours there and didn't see everything. Next year we'll take a different route to see the rest. It's definitely a zoo worth visiting.
We of course had to visit the San Diego Zoo. It's amazing, and enormous! We chose to walk instead of taking the tour bus. Believe it or not, the kids walked the entire time. Well Laurel did anyway, Ian maybe let us walk him in the stroller for about 500 feet's worth. I'm guessing we must have walked at least three miles, probably more.
The animals are amazing: koalas, gorillas, gobs of snakes, grizzly bears, pandas, and the usual lions, giraffes and elephants. A couple of our favorites had to be the polar bears...
...and the hippos.
My personal favorites were these three.
We easily spent seven hours there and didn't see everything. Next year we'll take a different route to see the rest. It's definitely a zoo worth visiting.
Sunday, August 31, 2008
Friday, August 29, 2008
Today's Post is Brought to You by the Letter...
C is for cotton balls and ...
cookies,
Cookie monster (of course),
cupcake,
cry,
cars,
crust,
carrots,
...and CRAZY HAIR DAY!!!
Ian loves his preschool, but I think I'm having more fun. Let's face it, it wasn't his idea to fix his hair like that. This shows more of what he really thought about it...
Wednesday, August 27, 2008
Toddler Emotions
Toddlers cracks me up...
Paul, Ian, Laurel and I have just finished swimming. We have taken all the boats, styrofoam noodles and squirt guns out of the water. Paul is reconnecting the pool vacuum, while the kids and I put the toys away onto the patio.
At one point, I turn around and catch Laurel sitting at the pool edge, dipping her feet into the water. This is a big no-no, especially since she does not yet know how to swim. She knows better, so I immediately sit her in a chair on the patio for two minutes of time-out.
Oh yes, there are tears. Between sobs, she screams, "I am very angry...and jealous!" Then very softly, she whispers, "And I love my mommy."
Paul, Ian, Laurel and I have just finished swimming. We have taken all the boats, styrofoam noodles and squirt guns out of the water. Paul is reconnecting the pool vacuum, while the kids and I put the toys away onto the patio.
At one point, I turn around and catch Laurel sitting at the pool edge, dipping her feet into the water. This is a big no-no, especially since she does not yet know how to swim. She knows better, so I immediately sit her in a chair on the patio for two minutes of time-out.
Oh yes, there are tears. Between sobs, she screams, "I am very angry...and jealous!" Then very softly, she whispers, "And I love my mommy."
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