I have a little-blond-headed sound recording that follows me around all day absorbing the things I say and then repeating them back to his sister, friends, and stuffed animals.
I have come to realize a few things about myself, like how I say "oh my goodness" drawing the "oo" out and inflecting my voice up at the end, how many times I send my kids to time-out, and how I often yell "What?!"
But what I really can't figure out is where he has picked-up his newest phrase.
Me: "Samuel, you want to eat dinner?"
Samuel: "Why not?"
Me: "Samuel, let's clean up your toys."
Samuel: "Okay, why not?"
Me: "Hey, should we bake some cookies?"
Samuel: "Why not?"
He also uses it when he wants to suggest something. "Mommy, why not take a bath?" "Mommy, why not play trains?"
So I close this ramble with one simple question - Why not?
October 25, 2011
October 17, 2011
Time Goes By so Slowly...
Unless you have kids, then kids move slowly and time speeds up.
For example, getting in and out of the car.
Every day we get in the car my children insist they do it themselves. If I try to help I get a very stern "NO!" from Lillian and a "Samuel do it!" from my son. If I try to override their vetoes and help them anyway it usually ends in a complete meltdown in which I have to let them back out of the car so we can start all over.
It doesn't help that their arms are full of toys that must come along on the ride.
I know what you are thinking, "Aubrey, just let them do it, they are exploring their independence and it's healthy for them."
Well, it might be healthy for them, but it's driving me crazy. I only have so much patience and it is usually used up just trying to get them dressed and out the front door in the first place.
And that's just getting in the car, I won't mention the getting out-of-the-car and all the distractions that come with it.
For example, getting in and out of the car.
Every day we get in the car my children insist they do it themselves. If I try to help I get a very stern "NO!" from Lillian and a "Samuel do it!" from my son. If I try to override their vetoes and help them anyway it usually ends in a complete meltdown in which I have to let them back out of the car so we can start all over.
It doesn't help that their arms are full of toys that must come along on the ride.
I know what you are thinking, "Aubrey, just let them do it, they are exploring their independence and it's healthy for them."
Well, it might be healthy for them, but it's driving me crazy. I only have so much patience and it is usually used up just trying to get them dressed and out the front door in the first place.
And that's just getting in the car, I won't mention the getting out-of-the-car and all the distractions that come with it.
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