Getting the little guy to eat meat has been a struggle since he was a baby (with the exception of steak on the bone). Daddy was trying to get him to provide some details
about what he had for lunch. When no details were offered up, he teasingly asked, "Did you have a monkey for lunch?"
"No," baby boy replied with a little grin on his face.
"How about a squirrel?"
(big grin) "No."
"I know, you had a horse for lunch."
"No Daddy. Animals are for looking at, not for eating."
Spoken like a true vegetarian!
Wednesday, November 26, 2008
Thursday, November 20, 2008
First snow
Tonight we were walking down the street and it began to snow (sorry for using that 4 letter "s" word). Baby boy was mesmerized. "Look," he cried, pointing at the sky. "Look at all of the corn flakes."
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It was his worst nightmare. Today, teetee (his blanket) went missing from daycare. His caregiver tore up her whole house looking for it. She sent her husband outside to search the yard. When one of the other moms arrived early today to pick up her daughter, she also joined the hunt and actually drove up and down the streets that they had taken on an earlier walk to see if teetee was lying on the ground somewhere. They all searched and searched but teetee was nowhere to be found.
All the while that this was going on, the little guy sat quietly and bravely on the couch with a look of concern painted across his face. Just as the search was about to be called off, he had an "aha moment."
"The truck!" he yelled and ran across the room. And sure enough, there was teetee, stuffed into the back of a toy semi-trailer, safe and sound.
I think it's incredible the lengths to which others went today for the sake of a blanket. Thank you everyone! And especially thank you to AG who kindly offered her blankie to baby boy during the crisis. What a little sweetheart!
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A lot of people have sent me emails about my last post. Thank you so much for your support! You'll be glad to know that the worst is over. Bedtime went smoothly last night and tonight. The doorknob cover seems to have done the trick. We leave the door open a crack on request, but let him know that it will be shut if there are any escape attempts!
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It was his worst nightmare. Today, teetee (his blanket) went missing from daycare. His caregiver tore up her whole house looking for it. She sent her husband outside to search the yard. When one of the other moms arrived early today to pick up her daughter, she also joined the hunt and actually drove up and down the streets that they had taken on an earlier walk to see if teetee was lying on the ground somewhere. They all searched and searched but teetee was nowhere to be found.
All the while that this was going on, the little guy sat quietly and bravely on the couch with a look of concern painted across his face. Just as the search was about to be called off, he had an "aha moment."
"The truck!" he yelled and ran across the room. And sure enough, there was teetee, stuffed into the back of a toy semi-trailer, safe and sound.
I think it's incredible the lengths to which others went today for the sake of a blanket. Thank you everyone! And especially thank you to AG who kindly offered her blankie to baby boy during the crisis. What a little sweetheart!
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A lot of people have sent me emails about my last post. Thank you so much for your support! You'll be glad to know that the worst is over. Bedtime went smoothly last night and tonight. The doorknob cover seems to have done the trick. We leave the door open a crack on request, but let him know that it will be shut if there are any escape attempts!
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
My week from hell
Or maybe I should say my last three or four weeks from hell. Baby boy has been bossy, whiny, and pigheaded. And he refuses to listen to me. When he acts up and I try to talk to him, he laughs at me, swats at me, runs away, created even more havoc etc....Some days I feel like I'm the biggest failure of a mother in the world. Last night, for example. I was hosting my book club, so I put on a movie for the little guy thinking that if he wasn't asleep, at least he would be entertained enough to stay in bed. Wrong!
He repeatedly escaped from the bedroom and sneaked downstairs. In the process he caught his second wind and went completely wild (I'm talking swinging from the trees jungle wild) in front of my friends. Eventually his constant party crashing resulted in the book club ending early so that I could go tame my tiger. I was so embarrassed. Even after my guests left I couldn't get him settled. It was like he had just downed a 2 litre bottle of coca cola or something. I tried laying in the bed with him. Within seconds I became a human trampoline. So I left the room. Not 15 seconds later, the door was open again and baby boy was streaking back and forth down the hallway yelling and throwing stuff. My mounting frustration just added fuel to his fire. He knew he was "winning" and became even more obnoxious. So I decided enough was enough. I told him if he left the room again, I was going to lock the door. He didn't listen so I slapped on one of the baby proofing door nob covers. On my way out of the room I said, "Mommy told you if you opened the door again I was going to lock it. I guess you weren't listening."
After much wailing and a couple of visits from daddy, he finally fell asleep at around 10:45 (normally he's sleeping by 7:30) But I stayed away. I knew that if I went back in the room this was going to become a nightly struggle.
Tonight baby boy said, "Mommy, you leave the door open. I don't like the door locked." I said, "Okay, I'll leave the door open a crack. But if you leave the room I'm going to lock it again." Ten seconds later he opened the door and proceeded to climb down the stairs, while spitting over the side of the railing. So I put him back to bed and said, "Mommy is going to lock the door now. I told you not to leave the room and you didn't listen. (insert repeat of last night's wailing)
It's now after 10:00 and I can still hear him bumping around upstairs (but at least he's not wailing anymore).
Calgon, take me away!
He repeatedly escaped from the bedroom and sneaked downstairs. In the process he caught his second wind and went completely wild (I'm talking swinging from the trees jungle wild) in front of my friends. Eventually his constant party crashing resulted in the book club ending early so that I could go tame my tiger. I was so embarrassed. Even after my guests left I couldn't get him settled. It was like he had just downed a 2 litre bottle of coca cola or something. I tried laying in the bed with him. Within seconds I became a human trampoline. So I left the room. Not 15 seconds later, the door was open again and baby boy was streaking back and forth down the hallway yelling and throwing stuff. My mounting frustration just added fuel to his fire. He knew he was "winning" and became even more obnoxious. So I decided enough was enough. I told him if he left the room again, I was going to lock the door. He didn't listen so I slapped on one of the baby proofing door nob covers. On my way out of the room I said, "Mommy told you if you opened the door again I was going to lock it. I guess you weren't listening."
After much wailing and a couple of visits from daddy, he finally fell asleep at around 10:45 (normally he's sleeping by 7:30) But I stayed away. I knew that if I went back in the room this was going to become a nightly struggle.
Tonight baby boy said, "Mommy, you leave the door open. I don't like the door locked." I said, "Okay, I'll leave the door open a crack. But if you leave the room I'm going to lock it again." Ten seconds later he opened the door and proceeded to climb down the stairs, while spitting over the side of the railing. So I put him back to bed and said, "Mommy is going to lock the door now. I told you not to leave the room and you didn't listen. (insert repeat of last night's wailing)
It's now after 10:00 and I can still hear him bumping around upstairs (but at least he's not wailing anymore).
Calgon, take me away!
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
Just say yes
Apparently the word "no" isn't supposed to be in a mom's vocabulary. I hear this a lot: "Don't say no, Mommy. You can't say no. You have to say yes."
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The little guy is learning how to undress himself. Today he removed all of his clothes and announced proudly, "Look! I took off all my parts!"
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Our little potty enthusiast got a little overly enthusiastic the other day. He was showing off how he could carry his full potty to the bathroom to Grandma. Unfortunately he fumbled...Enough said.
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The little guy is learning how to undress himself. Today he removed all of his clothes and announced proudly, "Look! I took off all my parts!"
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Our little potty enthusiast got a little overly enthusiastic the other day. He was showing off how he could carry his full potty to the bathroom to Grandma. Unfortunately he fumbled...Enough said.
Thursday, November 06, 2008
All souped up
Today it was so foggy outside you could barely see 10 feet in front of you. Foolishly I decided to drive the little guy to daycare. On the way I exclaimed, "It's like driving through pea soup!"
A minute later he said, "Mom, are we driving through noodle soup?"
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He's getting really excited that Grandma is coming to visit this weekend. After daycare today I took him to the grocery store to stock up on some grandma essentials (apricots and coffee).
When I told the little guy that Grandma really likes apricots, he replied, "Can we go get Grandma and eat the apricots?"
"But Grandma lives in another city," I said.
"Why don't we go to the airport and bring Grandma the apricots?"
Great idea, but we may be waiting for a long time for her flight to arrive!
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I feel like I'm a kid again. Somehow I got "voluntold" to make posters for the nursery school fundraising event (Trivia Night, November 22 for my friends who might be reading this. It's an adults only event with booze so I think you should come!). What was I saying???.....of yah, so I had to make posters. Freehand. Using markers. How I of all people (I was a straight C art student) got sucked into this I'll never know.
The posters are nothing to write home about, but I sure had fun making them. I even got out the scissors and the glue to make some little star bursts....Hopefully everyone will like them (or pretend to).
Did I mention that there is going to be a raffle with tons of cool prizes? What are you waiting for? Tell me you want to come and I'll sign you up!
A minute later he said, "Mom, are we driving through noodle soup?"
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He's getting really excited that Grandma is coming to visit this weekend. After daycare today I took him to the grocery store to stock up on some grandma essentials (apricots and coffee).
When I told the little guy that Grandma really likes apricots, he replied, "Can we go get Grandma and eat the apricots?"
"But Grandma lives in another city," I said.
"Why don't we go to the airport and bring Grandma the apricots?"
Great idea, but we may be waiting for a long time for her flight to arrive!
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I feel like I'm a kid again. Somehow I got "voluntold" to make posters for the nursery school fundraising event (Trivia Night, November 22 for my friends who might be reading this. It's an adults only event with booze so I think you should come!). What was I saying???.....of yah, so I had to make posters. Freehand. Using markers. How I of all people (I was a straight C art student) got sucked into this I'll never know.
The posters are nothing to write home about, but I sure had fun making them. I even got out the scissors and the glue to make some little star bursts....Hopefully everyone will like them (or pretend to).
Did I mention that there is going to be a raffle with tons of cool prizes? What are you waiting for? Tell me you want to come and I'll sign you up!
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