It's hard to believe, but a birthday, a trip to S. America, a Halloween and a Thanksgiving have all gone by and I have not blogged about them.
Beanie is still my darling grrl. Her language skills are going through the roof these days.
It's hard to understand sometimes, but she uses sentences and tenses. Thankfully, she cannot actually read. But she picks out the most ridiculous books out of our shelves to browse through.
We did photos with Santa, and this year she wasn't scared. Until she was actually in his lap. But afterwards, she said "Tenk you, Santa" and blew him a kiss. Shocked the shit out of everyone.
She's just a funny little girl. Recently she was screaming "I Chinese! I Chinese Baby! I Chinese GURLLLLLL!" But you can't get her to do that anymore. Not even with a prompt.
She's pretty good with understanding "no" and what limits and boundaries are. We tend to put her in time out pretty quickly when she starts getting "outta control" which is what are reasons are for putting her there in the first place. "Do you need a time out? You seem to be getting outta control." And then "you can come out if you are in control." Am I squashing my kid's instincts to be inappropriately silly and wild and screaming and angry and tantrumming? You bet I am. My favorite thing to ask her is if she needs a spanking. I do this a lot in public just to see reactions. Because I don't spank her. But she knows what it means, since we play like that a lot.
Christmas is almost here. We are prepared, I think.
I cannot believe we are nearly through with another year. She's still in the 5th percentile for weight...if anyone has good toddler food ideas, send them my way. She eats, but she doesn't always eat the same things we eat.
Beanie is still my darling grrl. Her language skills are going through the roof these days.
It's hard to understand sometimes, but she uses sentences and tenses. Thankfully, she cannot actually read. But she picks out the most ridiculous books out of our shelves to browse through.
We did photos with Santa, and this year she wasn't scared. Until she was actually in his lap. But afterwards, she said "Tenk you, Santa" and blew him a kiss. Shocked the shit out of everyone.
She's just a funny little girl. Recently she was screaming "I Chinese! I Chinese Baby! I Chinese GURLLLLLL!" But you can't get her to do that anymore. Not even with a prompt.
She's pretty good with understanding "no" and what limits and boundaries are. We tend to put her in time out pretty quickly when she starts getting "outta control" which is what are reasons are for putting her there in the first place. "Do you need a time out? You seem to be getting outta control." And then "you can come out if you are in control." Am I squashing my kid's instincts to be inappropriately silly and wild and screaming and angry and tantrumming? You bet I am. My favorite thing to ask her is if she needs a spanking. I do this a lot in public just to see reactions. Because I don't spank her. But she knows what it means, since we play like that a lot.
Christmas is almost here. We are prepared, I think.
I cannot believe we are nearly through with another year. She's still in the 5th percentile for weight...if anyone has good toddler food ideas, send them my way. She eats, but she doesn't always eat the same things we eat.
posted by A P M @ 4:44 PM
3 Comments:
At 7:08 AM,
Anonymous said…
She seems so grown up compared to my little ones -- they would know what 'Chinese' meant if you hit them upside the head with it, although I guess you could point out that it hasn't been relevant to their lives. But then, they wouldn't know what 'Italian' or 'pale-ass pilgrim stock' meant either . . .
We often threaten S (who's TEN now!) with physical maiming, he always laughs at us. The other day he was fussing at me because I kept changing the foster cats' names until I ended up yelling "Their names are what I say that are! I could change them to Piss and Shit tomorrow and you'd have to go along with it!"
Which is all to say that sometimes we try to diffuse a situation by coming up with the most outrageous things to say, and then saying them. No, the public does not usually appreciate it. But he does. ;o)
At 9:27 AM,
A P M said…
Well, to be honest, PF admitted to coaching her on the chinese.
I tried to get her to say she was Swedish and Hungarian, and it came out "I squash. Aegean." Or something.
I think there was some practicing. But we always say "Let's go to Chinese food, the food of Your People!"
And whenever there is a reference to vikings, I pound my chest and say "my people."
We kinda do it to be silly, mostly. But the fun part is that she totally digs in and goes for the jugular on jokey things. I love it...
Your kids can practically cook by themselves. I've seen them in the fridge!! That's VERY grown up!
At 10:01 AM,
Anonymous said…
Oh, that's just hysterical -- "Let's go for Chinese, the food of your people!" We'll have to try something similar the next time we go to Buca Di Beppo ( a place we would never have come to know & love, were it not for *you*!)
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