I swear, if anyone actually understood how that works, they'd be a fricking billionaire. Cause mostly everyone is going to have to deal with a 3.5 year old at some point in their life, and it is not easy going, let me tell you. We just came from returning (tried to exchange for a bigger size, but there wasn't one) a snowsuit at Co Op. I'm not a member, so all I could do was the exchange, and I had told the boy that before going. We weren't buying any treats or toys, just looking for a snowsuit. He doesn't listen so well. Anyway, cut to him screaming like a crazy person because I can't / won't buy him a Batman toy and me trying to wrestle him and the wee girl (who is just staring at him, and at me, like, mom, wtf? and looking like she should start crying too out of moral support for the boy or because she's kind of scared) out of the store into the car, which involves first releasing his death grip on the mini shopping cart he's pushing around and then getting him into the car while holding the girl, which I had almost accomplished (I had just planned to stick him in the car and close the door, go around and buckle the girl in, and then come back and buckle him in) when one of the lovely ladies at Coop came out to help me, and held the girl for me while I wrestled with the boy who was fighting with his impressive, especially for a 3.5 year old, strength to prevent me from even sitting him in the seat, let alone buckle the straps.
Good times.
He fell asleep on the way home, exhausted from his tirade, so I did make good on my promise that he was going to his room until his father got home once we made it home, but it just didn't have the same impact since he was unconscious at the time, and will probably sleep until the man gets home anyway. I'm sure as shit not waking him up.
Monday, November 17
Sunday, November 16
whaaaaaaat?
I'm teaching the boy to say that, cause it's funny.
I just had to tell you all about my having too much poop experience yesterday. We went to the park by my parents' house. Playground, I guess. Regardless, we went. I brought a towel because it had rained so the equipment was all wet. So, we get there, I dry off the swing and a slide, and I go up to the top of the bigger slide to dry it off (by which I mean put the towel down and make the boy slide down on it) and there is a big chunk of mud right where you would sit. I try to slide it off with my shoe and discover 2 things. 1 - it is really stuck on there. someone has squished it down to make it hard to clean. 2 - it is poo, not mud. So, now I'm having a whole range of emotions. I'm grossed out, because there is poo on my shoe. I'm angry and disgusted that someone would go to the effort of putting poo at the top of a children's slide. I'm annoyed because I can't in good conscience leave it here now that I've found it, both because the boy really wants to go down the big twisty slide, and because it's just going to be some other poor parent who comes across it and has to either a) clean it up or b) discover it too late on their kids pants and then in all liklihood have to throw away / burn those clothes, because it's one thing if your kid gets their own poo on them, but if it's *stranger* poo, that's just sick and nobody wants to deal with that. So I went to the car and got wipes and a little baggie to put the wipes in, and found a good stick to scrape off the majority of it. Totally disgusting. So then later, I'm at Sobey's waiting for my mom to come out, cause the little girl fell asleep in the car, and a bird craps on my windshield, bigtime. It went on the front windshield and my window. Scared me! And was gross. But then it started raining really hard, so that was ok.
That's my crappy day!
I just had to tell you all about my having too much poop experience yesterday. We went to the park by my parents' house. Playground, I guess. Regardless, we went. I brought a towel because it had rained so the equipment was all wet. So, we get there, I dry off the swing and a slide, and I go up to the top of the bigger slide to dry it off (by which I mean put the towel down and make the boy slide down on it) and there is a big chunk of mud right where you would sit. I try to slide it off with my shoe and discover 2 things. 1 - it is really stuck on there. someone has squished it down to make it hard to clean. 2 - it is poo, not mud. So, now I'm having a whole range of emotions. I'm grossed out, because there is poo on my shoe. I'm angry and disgusted that someone would go to the effort of putting poo at the top of a children's slide. I'm annoyed because I can't in good conscience leave it here now that I've found it, both because the boy really wants to go down the big twisty slide, and because it's just going to be some other poor parent who comes across it and has to either a) clean it up or b) discover it too late on their kids pants and then in all liklihood have to throw away / burn those clothes, because it's one thing if your kid gets their own poo on them, but if it's *stranger* poo, that's just sick and nobody wants to deal with that. So I went to the car and got wipes and a little baggie to put the wipes in, and found a good stick to scrape off the majority of it. Totally disgusting. So then later, I'm at Sobey's waiting for my mom to come out, cause the little girl fell asleep in the car, and a bird craps on my windshield, bigtime. It went on the front windshield and my window. Scared me! And was gross. But then it started raining really hard, so that was ok.
That's my crappy day!
Thursday, November 13
oh, right, the elections
We fared not well, I have to say. I can't blame people, I guess, for not voting Dion in, but it's just disappointing, to say the least, to have all that money gone for no reason. Maybe next time the NDP will win! Here's hoping.
At least the Americans finally figured out that things are just NOT working, and made a change for the better. I'm excited for that, and interested to see what happens from here.
At least the Americans finally figured out that things are just NOT working, and made a change for the better. I'm excited for that, and interested to see what happens from here.
for you, my one reader
there may be 2, or even 3, but I'd be surprised if there were more. What's new, you ask? Well, there's a reason I haven't been posting. Nothing's going on. I'm home with my lovely children, and we do not very exciting things. We play outside a lot, unless it rains for 5 days straight like it did last weekend (I wasn't sure we were going to survive that one, seriously), we go for bike rides and we get the mail and say hi to "the ladies" who have home daycares in my neighbourhood who are out walking their kids around. The little girl still (usually) has 2 pretty good naps a day, one mid morning and one mid afternoon. She's on to semi-real food, baby cereal, purees and whatnot. I get to start yogurt and more real food soon, so that should be fun. More fun than pureed squash and peas, I'll tell you that much. It's hard to feign enthusiasm for that kind of stuff, because it's disgusting. I've even made my own pureed veggies and beef, which the girl is *not* a fan of. The beef. She likes the veg, and I've discovered I can mix just about anything with sweet potato and it'll be ok. She's funny, if she doesn't like something she spits most of it out and makes a terrible face, but then looks at me like, come on, that's gross, what are you trying to do here? If she really does like something, she gets really excited and wiggles and her feet start going. Babies are so easy.
The little boy is doing well. Despite my best efforts to fatten him up (ok, not really, but I do wish he'd hit the 40lb mark soon) he is still like 36lbs and thus in a giant car seat. He's tall enough, but not heavy enough. This means that I have both giant car seats in my car, as the little girl is now too big for her infant seat. This isn't so bad, except that any time we have to go somewhere all together, we take my car. And if the man wants to go somewhere with just the boy, like skating on Sunday afternoons, then he either takes my car and I'm stuck home, or we (I) have to switch the seat to his car and then remember to switch it back before Monday morning when he leaves for work or I'm stuck home for the day. It's just not worth buying another car seat for the few months left until the boy is big enough for a booster, but it sure would be handy. Anyway. Other than that, he's mostly delightful, in his 3.5 year old way. He still loves to snuggle, loves to play and run around, watch movies, and dress up as Spiderman, Indy, Woody, or Superman. He'd be Batman too, but we don't have that costume yet, so he has to pretend a little harder for that one. He loves to love the little girl, and so wants her to just sit with him, watch a movie or whatever. She'll sit with him for a bit, cause she finds him entertaining for some reason, but she's not into tv (which isn't a bad thing, but the little boy has been from about birth, so it's different) and he doesn't understand why she doesn't want to watch Blues Clues or whatever with him. He cries way more than she does, she can go for days without crying at all. He is at that super fun age where he knows what he wants, and he wants it now, whether it be Halloween candy for breakfast or 11 stories at bedtime or to go see his friend next door at 6:30am or at bedtime. There is no logic or reasoning with a 3 year old, so it's largely frustrating for everyone involved at times.
I'm doing pretty well too, thanks for asking. I do enjoy being home, but I think I have to start getting out of the house by myself on more than a monthly basis. The man is still a bit wary of staying home with the 2 when they're awake, so that puts a crimp in my plans. I have one friend who's on leave, but we both have 2 kids, so we don't actually manage to cross paths very often. She's going back to work after Christmas, so I'll be on my own until summer when the rest of my teacher friends will be around. I've given very brief thought to going back early (if there were a job), but I think it would stress me out too much to be away from the 2 of them when the little girl is still so little. If a really good job came my way, I'd give it more serious thought, but for now there's nothing that tempting.
I've clearly been typing long enough, because I can hear the little girl on the monitor, muttering and rolling around. It's nice to not wake up crying, don't you think? She'll just babble and talk to herself for a while, and get gradually louder until someone goes up to get her.
The little boy is doing well. Despite my best efforts to fatten him up (ok, not really, but I do wish he'd hit the 40lb mark soon) he is still like 36lbs and thus in a giant car seat. He's tall enough, but not heavy enough. This means that I have both giant car seats in my car, as the little girl is now too big for her infant seat. This isn't so bad, except that any time we have to go somewhere all together, we take my car. And if the man wants to go somewhere with just the boy, like skating on Sunday afternoons, then he either takes my car and I'm stuck home, or we (I) have to switch the seat to his car and then remember to switch it back before Monday morning when he leaves for work or I'm stuck home for the day. It's just not worth buying another car seat for the few months left until the boy is big enough for a booster, but it sure would be handy. Anyway. Other than that, he's mostly delightful, in his 3.5 year old way. He still loves to snuggle, loves to play and run around, watch movies, and dress up as Spiderman, Indy, Woody, or Superman. He'd be Batman too, but we don't have that costume yet, so he has to pretend a little harder for that one. He loves to love the little girl, and so wants her to just sit with him, watch a movie or whatever. She'll sit with him for a bit, cause she finds him entertaining for some reason, but she's not into tv (which isn't a bad thing, but the little boy has been from about birth, so it's different) and he doesn't understand why she doesn't want to watch Blues Clues or whatever with him. He cries way more than she does, she can go for days without crying at all. He is at that super fun age where he knows what he wants, and he wants it now, whether it be Halloween candy for breakfast or 11 stories at bedtime or to go see his friend next door at 6:30am or at bedtime. There is no logic or reasoning with a 3 year old, so it's largely frustrating for everyone involved at times.
I'm doing pretty well too, thanks for asking. I do enjoy being home, but I think I have to start getting out of the house by myself on more than a monthly basis. The man is still a bit wary of staying home with the 2 when they're awake, so that puts a crimp in my plans. I have one friend who's on leave, but we both have 2 kids, so we don't actually manage to cross paths very often. She's going back to work after Christmas, so I'll be on my own until summer when the rest of my teacher friends will be around. I've given very brief thought to going back early (if there were a job), but I think it would stress me out too much to be away from the 2 of them when the little girl is still so little. If a really good job came my way, I'd give it more serious thought, but for now there's nothing that tempting.
I've clearly been typing long enough, because I can hear the little girl on the monitor, muttering and rolling around. It's nice to not wake up crying, don't you think? She'll just babble and talk to herself for a while, and get gradually louder until someone goes up to get her.
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