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“I Do It Self!!!”

May 10, 2011

006“I do it self!” is a phrase that we hear in our house many times a day now.  Parker, right on schedule, has decided to exert some independence on his life.  Sometimes, it’s fine.  When he woke up yesterday morning and wanted to walk down the stairs by himself, I watched from the bottom, complimenting him and telling him how big he’s gotten.  His smile when he reached the bottom was worth the extra three minutes it took to wait for him.  On the other hand, sometimes those exclamations are not really useful, like when he wants to take off his clothes.  Thankfully, I got to stay downstairs working on dinner while Parker exclaimed no less than 12 times last night that he would put his diaper on himself.  Luckily for Zach, Parker could not hear me chuckling in the kitchen or I’m sure he really would have hammed it up ;-)

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The Leash Debate

April 6, 2011

Apparently the current hot mommy topic is whether or not to leash your child. The ridiculously judgmental Erin Behan at Strollerderby doesn’t think you are a bad parent, but she does think you are lazy.  Before I had children, I agreed with Erin, and probably thought worse.  Then I had Xander, and after some work, he understood that we hold hands when in parking lots, etc.  It took some time, but we got through to him.  I didn’t really think much about leashes when Xander was a toddler.  We didn’t need one, but I didn’t scoff at people who used them.

Then we had Parker.  He has rocked our world.  In parking lots we have two choices: Hold a screaming, writhing mess of a Tasmanian Devil in our arms for the length of the walk, or let Parker walk on his own.  I dreaded picking Parker up from day care for about 4 months until I decided it was a battle I didn’t want to fight every afternoon.  I am not lazy Erin Behan.  I read books to my kid about holding your parent’s hand.  I talked with him, tried to reason with him, tried to bribe him, tried to encourage him.  I fought with him EVERY DAY for FOUR MONTHS.  That’s EIGHTY DAYS of attempting to teach my kid.  And I failed.  I failed miserably.  I’m certainly not going to put my kid in a stroller to walk the 20 feet from the day care door to my car every afternoon (and that would elicit some pretty painful screams as well).  I continue this battle in bigger parking lots, and gather stares from everyone within a 100 yard radius for the blood curdling screams coming from my child.  I’m out of ideas.  Encouraging doesn’t work.  Threats and punishment don’t work.  Reading books about good boys hasn’t worked.  Bribery hasn’t worked.  He’s two and the most stubborn child I have ever met.  If any child has ever been leash worthy, it’s Parker.

We don’t own a leash for Parker.  But, there have certainly been times where I wished for one.  These days, I get it.  I could be holding Xander’s hand, and walking with him when Parker bolts for the nearest puddle.  Xander can’t run as fast as me, so what do I do?  Do I drop my 4 year old’s hand in the middle of the parking lot and chase my 2 year old down?  Do I let my 2 year old run and continue on with the 4 year old?  There is no good solution.

I have a friend who took her two children on a plane by herself last year.  Her kids are the same age as mine, and her youngest has a very similar attitude as Parker.  She had leash backpacks on both of them at the airport, and if I had been in her position I would have done the same thing.  With everything you have to manage just for yourself at an airport, worrying about your kids darting off  is just unnecessary stress.

So, I’ll take this post back to where every mommy blog will end up eventually on this debate.  We’re all moms and we all make decisions that we think are best for our kids.  Lets stop judging each other and get back to supporting each other.  Erin Behan doesn’t have to use a leash on her kid, but she also doesn’t need to sneer at the parents who do.

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Far Too Long

March 31, 2011
I love chapstick - especially whey they let me put it on myself!

I love chapstick - especially whey they let me put it on myself!

It’s been far to long since I last posted.  I can point to a number of reasons for this.  Wordpress works funky on my iPad so I have to type everything in the excerpt box and then move it when I get to a real computer.  We haven’t uploaded new pictures to flickr for ages, and those usually give me inspiration.  The second child always gets shafted.  The milestones are still exciting, and while they are new for Parker, they are not new for us.  Couple this with the fact that he hates to have his picture taken and the result is far, far less blogging from Sara.

Our friend Jenny gave Parker some books (among other things) for Christmas.  One of the books is No No Yes Yes.  The first time I read the book to Parker, I had an strange sensation of reading it before.  We read through it again and I realized I had not read the book before, just lived every single No No page.  The book shows two pictures, a ‘no no’ and a ‘yes yes’ (no no dumping your food, yes yes eating  your food, etc.).  Parker does every single no-no in the book (except for pulling the cat’s tail).  He dumps his food, he plays in the toilet water, he pours water out of the bath tub (didn’t discover that one until it started soaking the carpet the floor below).  He runs away from us in parking lots, he hits his brother, the list goes on.  Read the No No Yes Yes book and you’ll get a pretty good idea of how Parker acts.

I love the kid to pieces, but he is just a naughty little boy about 65% of the time.  It’s harder to write about that stuff – I don’t want either of my kids to look back at this digital preservation of their lives someday and see all the glowing, loving posts about Xander and pages and pages of text about Parker’s latest behavioral flaw.  And yet, I constantly struggle to find the good posts, the ones where Parker sticks up for his older brother or tries to give me a fish kiss with a face covered in applesauce.  I’ll try harder to find the good stories along with the not-so-good to share, and I’ll try to carve a little time out of my crazy days to sit at a computer and write, and I’ll also try to upload more pictures to Flickr which will almost certainly make me remember lots more things to blog about.

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Busy, busy times…

December 12, 2010

Oh man have we been busy lately.  So here are a few Reader’s Digest Highlights:

Parker and Xander are both sleeping in their own beds in their own rooms through the night.  We get an occasional visit from Xander and Parker is usually up before the sun asking me what I’m doing, but I can’t really complain.

kitchen island

This is what the wine storage rack looks like on my kitchen island.  What does yours look like?

Xander and I had an entertaining conversation the other day:

X: I’m going to get married when I’m 18

Me: 18 huh?  Don’t you think you might want to wait a few years? You never know who you might meet.

X: (very matter-of-factly) But I’ve already picked!

Me: Oh really, who did you pick?

X: Katie.

Me: And did Katie pick you?

X: Yep.

Me: Well, what if you meet someone else in Kindergarten?

X: I won’t meet anyone in Kindergarten.

Me: What if you meet someone in 1st grade?

X: I won’t meet anyone in 1st grade.

Me: What if you meet someone in high school?

X: I won’t meet anyone in high school Mama.

Me: What if you meet someone in college?  I met Daddy in college.

Long pause

X: Ok, I’ll wait until college and then pick.

Me: What if that person doesn’t pick you?

X: Then I’ll marry Katie.

So that’s my 4 year old with his life all figured out.  Here is his Christmas list:

  • A Christmas tree for Parker’s room
  • A small (miniature) tree for his room
  • A house for his trains (no, not a train station – a house where he can take the trains apart and put them.  It’s a picture he has in his head…)

We’ve gotten the tree for Parker’s room taken care of, so I’ll be spending the next week or so trying to figure out how to creatively find a house for trains.

Oh, and try not to leave your step ladder up when hanging Christmas decorations or this might happen:

boys on ladder

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North Carolina and Parker

October 28, 2010

IMG_3003This was Parker’s first big trip anywhere.  In fact, I’m not sure he had ever left the state before this trip.  He did pretty well, and his mood was mostly fabulous.  However, North Carolina was rough on Parker.  Parker’s skin has always been a little extra sensitive to things like bug bites.  He tends to swell up fast, and the swelling lasts for days.  In the summer time we keep him on a daily allergy medication (which we’ve stopped, since most of the bugs are gone at home).  Of course, what happened moments after we arrived in NC?  A mosquito bit Parker on the eye lid.  And naturally his eye swelled shut almost immediately.  The poor kid ran around looking out of one eye for 3 days before the swelling subsided.  Along with the normal bumps and bruises he also managed to get an impressive sliver in the bottom of his foot.  It’s really not fun holding down your screaming child while your spouse pulls out a sliver.  We both felt so badly for the little guy.  Despite all of his physical injuries, Parker seemed to have an excellent time playing with his friends and family.  He loved smashing sand castles on the beach, although after the 4th day of beach time he was ready for a new adventure, I think that for a year-and-a-half-old he did fabulously well on our first family vacation.

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