The kid gets resourceful and finds plastic dogs that used to decorate his baby nursery and puts them in a dog bed with a bone…
…and pisses off current dog in the process.
Poor Chloe!
Okay, what happens when the parents won’t get the kid a dog?
September 17, 2008 By 3 Comments
Poor Chloe!Wii-ly fun!
September 16, 2008 By 2 Comments
As a reward for having a fabulous day at preschool Jacob got to have some special one on one time with us. He wanted to spend that time playing what he called ‘daddy’s game.’ We put the girls to bed first so that his time would be uninterrupted and focused on him. We got out the Wii Fit and allowed him to choose what to play.
He picked the games and was totally excited about hitting the balls, balancing on the tight rope, and even doing step exercises. Hubby sat behind him and quietly used his feet and balance to help Jacob win. This thrilled him to an extreme. He was so proud of himself. He smiled, laughed, and told us numerous times how happy he was. I don’t consider hubby’s help to be cheating as much as I considering it helping the boy have a chance to win. He’s three for Pete’s sake. He deserved the chance to be the winner once in a while.
When we tucked him in to bed he told us how much he loved us and how much fun he had playing with us. He told us he would have another good day tomorrow and then rolled over and closed his eyes. I stood there for a moment watching his nuzzle further under the covers and hug his monkey and duckie. At that moment he hugged my heart for no other reason than just for being himself.
Sorry for the extra dose of sappy crap lately. I just love that little weirdo.
through the eyes of a mother
September 14, 2008 By 5 Comments
Do you ever wish people could see your children the way that you see them? See the true essence of who they are and who they’ll be?
Do you ever wish people could look past the immaturity, the tantrums, and see the heart of gold that is beneath?
Do you ever wish people could focus on the energy, the creativity, and the sincere kindness that is shown to all living creatures?
Do you ever wish that people could embrace what is special about your child and applaud the good that is part of who they are?
Do you ever wish, just for a moment, that the world could welcome your child and, without the slightest hesitation, help him find his way?
I do.
What if they had asked him to be a wolverine?
September 8, 2008 By 4 Comments
I always refer to my children as ‘weirdos’ and I do so in the most loving way. I never intend for the term to be mean, but to refer more to the fact that they are goofy and often say the oddest things. Maybe all kids do this. Maybe not. I don’t have any real reference points other than the ones that, right now, are dancing to Scooby Doo and embracing its mystery. Today, however, Jacob made me question if he is simply acting like a typical 3 year old or if he is, in fact, my little weirdo.
His teacher walked him out to the car after preschool today and happily told me that he had a much better day. I was thrilled to hear this considering my baby boy is not the biggest fan of transition or change. As she put him in the car she mentioned that he did bite another little girl today, but that he certainly didn’t do it to be mean. I was shocked and ready to jump into ‘Uber-Mom Mode’ and give him the 45 minutes lecture about biting, being nice, pain, and disease. Okay, that may have been a little much, but I was certainly ready to jump on this issue. His teacher continued by telling me that Jacob was asked to be a lion during music class. He was running around ‘roaring’ at the other animals and proceeded to bite a little girl. The teacher explained that he said he was sorry and that he certainly didn’t mean to hurt the child; he just got wrapped up in his part. I thanked her for telling me, apologized for my child, and drove off. We had the following conversation on the way home:
Me: Jacob, did you bite that little girl?
Jacob: Yea, I did.
Me: Honey, that wasn’t very nice.
Jacob: But, Mommy! I was the lion.
Me: I understand that, but next time you’re the lion just pretend to bite, okay? Don’t actually bite anyone.
Jacob: Lions don’t pretend, Mommy. They really bite people!
At that point I just turned up the radio and drove home. I can’t argue with weirdo logic…especially on a Monday.
who needs education, anyway!?
September 2, 2008 By 4 Comments
Tomorrow is my son’s first day of preschool. Yep. My baby is off to get an education. Well, he’s not technically my baby because he’s in the middle and it’s not like he’s going off to college but, whatever! As much as I’m ready for him to interact with folks other than those he’s related to, I’m sad to see him go off to school. We’ve picked out his outfit and his ‘rhino shoes’ and packed his lunch. He knows mommy is going to drop him and he’ll go in the building by himself. He knows that I’ll return after lunch to bring him back home. But, I still worry. He’s my boy, after all. He’s cute and weird and strangely obsessed with getting naked in the back yard. He’s only concerned with sea monsters, Scooby Doo, and bats. He’s my Jacob.
Maybe what I should just do is not take him at all tomorrow. Yes! I could just keep him home forever. He’ll spend his days sitting in my lap, discussing the ins and outs of monsters. He’ll never be exposed to the crappy aspects of the world and he’ll be perfectly content to let me be the only woman in his life. Forever.
Oh, calm down! I didn’t say I was going to do it…I said I should do it. Never mind!
