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Master R has (in the last 3 months) taken off in the language department.. He really has become a little parrot to everything Mummy, Daddy and J say.
Except for a few little examples.
My favourite being his counting. For whatever reason I do not know he cannot wrap his brain around the number 7. It always comes as as “fennel”. It’s not become so cute that I hardly ever correct him….. Is that wrong?
One thing we are trying to do is digitise all of our children’s artwork.. Saves us having to keep piles and piles of papers (most of which is scrap from L’s work!)
I thought today I would add some of my favourites so far from little miss J’s collection!
I believe this one is our two dogs looking very sad
This is the whole family out somewhere!
My all time favourite so far- a teddy bear that she drew “Just for you Mummy”
L loves this one- how its got a normal door on the car!
What is a parent to do when their childs favourite show has no merchandise to buy? Make one! I am so pleased with the results, and the reaction to it (Kawzii Cat has been surgically attached @ the hip to Miss J ever since!) means I would make 500 more of them just to see that smile!!
…something that begins with “B”.
OK, so J doesn’t quite get eye spy just yet! We had one of our first games at her request, and it didn’t go so well.
J: “Something beginning with “B”
Me: “Um, bed?”
J: “NO”
Me; Um, baby?”
J: “NO, Frame!”
Um, no not quite right little Miss!!
You can see what colour it is
But when it’s nighttime you can’t see what colour it is.
What colour is it?
Red Car, car, car, car, car, car
So- there has been an earthquake in one of my favourite cities- Christchurch. This place was beautiful with all it heritage buildings, gorgeous parks and gardens and just the right amount of modern mixed in..
Almost all of this city has been touched with grief, loss, hardship and damage.
I turned the TV on when I had heard about it and the unedited images being shown for the live news feed brought me to tears. I cried for the people, the city and the country of New Zealand.
As I was watching, J came into the kitchen and asked:
“Mummy, what are you watching?”
So I explained that this was a beautiful city that Mummy really loved to visit, and the ground had shook very hard and made the buildings fall down and people got hurt.
She asked:
“Did people get dead?”
I said yes, and that it had made me feel sad.
She then came over to me, hugged me and said:
“It’s OK Mummy, don’t be sad. The people will be OK”
She then proceeded to draw a get well soon card and asked if we could send it to the city.
The love and compassion our child has developed fills me with so much pride…
J: “Mummy can you blow my nose please?”
Me: “Sure”
*blows*
J: “Again Mummy, there is a rice bubble in there”
Me: “How did the rice bubble get in there?”
J: “I put it there”
*blows* offending bubble removed
Me: (whilst trying not the laugh uncontrollably) “No more putting rice bubbles up your nose. It could get stuck and make your nose hurt”
J: “OK Mummy” runs off happily.
- I don’t know exactly what attachment parenting is…but I’m pretty sure I do it. I don’t know why I don’t better inform myself on this stuff.
- I used to roll my eyes at women who said they cried while sleep training their babies. Then I started sleep training. And crying. And now I must apologize…
I read through this list and almost nodded at every little confession! I think most parents could do the same… Parenting is and will always be the most challenging, time consuming, physically demanding, emotionally draining jobs I have ever and will ever do- having said that I would not change one single second of my life as a stay at home Mum of two! Hugs to all the Mums and Dads out there, who have their own secret list of confessions about parenting.
How an typical conversation goes in our house… J is knows what she is talking about and I have no idea!
Example from today whilst I have no alone time to use the loo:
Sliding door to the toilet flies open at a great rate of knots..
J: “OK, here’s how it is. You’re big, and I’m small. But we are still a team”
Me: “OK, thanks”
J runs off to play again!!
