I am happy to report that I have had many successful and ongoing playdates here in New Zealand. The kids become long term friends (see here) and us Mums become long term drinking buddies as well. Everyone goes home happy. When we lived in Southern …
Freya stayed the night after disco fever hit on Friday. It was awesome – but tiring – but awesome. They are such an old-married couple already, they squabble tell each other the lay of the land, stick their bottom lips out for about 5 seconds …
The precious one was laying on the rug today watching some shark DVD or other, I was putting away groceries. Out of the blue and without looking at me he says
“Mama you’re not fat”
Delirious and a little giddy with joy;
“What did you say?”
“I said you’re not fat”.
That’s what I thought he said – and we’re not even in a toy shop!
“Why do you say that bub?”
“I just know that you worry about it, and I don’t want you to worry about it”.
Oh that is sweet and scary. I need to shut my mouth more often – around Ethan and food!
And then, when I am rolling out the pastry for the steak and vege pie, he sneaks under the window and lays this pile of delicious spring flowers on the window sill – what a perfectly matched palette!
I got to go out on the town last night without Dave for the first time in forever. I was in good company though; As you can see, everyone had their best ‘rave’ outfits on, complete with glow sticks, flashing necklaces and finger flashlights; We …
…………Oh…my kid? He’s not in time out, he’s behaving this month – a little sprinkle of attitude but generally things are all smiles around here.
What about you Mrs D-brats Mum? Why is D-brat in time out?
Well, it’s a bit embarrassing, are you going to put this on the Internet? Because here in New Zealand we don’t talk about personal stuff on the Internet (people in America might read it), and everyone thinks you’re a bit weird with all of this BLOG stuff you waste your time on.
Don’t worry about it, reading about other people’s problems makes Americans feel better, they’ll be very sympathetic {note to reader[s]; don’t be offended, I married one and gave birth to one and love you all, now lighten up!}
It’s been a bad 3months. D-brat has been in time out a lot. In fact he spends more time there then he does in actual kindergarten class! He is having a few problems I guess you could say. It’s been so hard on me.
Oh dear, how awful, I had noticed that Ethan was coming home with bruises and scrapes right across his back from being flipped head over heels over a giant cotton reel and my first thought was “I bet Mrs D-brat really felt that one in the nads”. My heart goes out to you!
Oh thank you so much, it is so nice to get some sympathy! D-brat is such a GOOD boy, I think there must be a bad element at that kindy, someone must be leading him astray
Hmmmm, I thought the same thing last week when Dave told me how D-brat ridiculed Ethan right in front of him, An Official Adult! When corrected on his behaviour D-brat did that gorgeous 4.5 year old thing, you know, when he pokes his tongue out at you and says “Ethan is so the slowest runner at kindy and he does ruin our game so there!”. Yeah, one of those other bad-ass kids must have infiltrated his bible studies group or something.
Ooohh, you might be onto something there, perhaps I should get my head out of my fat ass and start talking to D-brat and figure out who I can really blame for my bad parenting. The teachers keep asking me to reinforce their behaviour expectations at home, but why should I do their work for them? I do not get paid for all I do for that child, it’s sacrifice in the name of love!
Um yeah, uh huh.
Oh,by the way, is Ethan part of that sacrifice because if he is we should probably get on the program a little at home, you know. Start running him down a little, push him around a bit, would that help? Yeah, then D-brat wouldn’t have so much on his plate each day at kindy, his time for bullying is really getting cut short with all of these time outs – you should probably speak to the teachers about that. Hmmm, ok TTFN!
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I love spontaneous visits, love pop-ins and impromptu get-togethers. These social gems don’t happen too much now that we live in the sticks, but today the sun and stars were aligned and Kris and I chatting on the phone led to a visit from her …
How average are these? I was looking forward to getting these as I had heard loads of feedback from people about how much they loved their pictures. But these are so underwhelming, I am quite disappointed. I had dressed Ethan for his photos, and his …
Driving to the playground yesterday Ethan was telling me about his day at kindy;
Ethan: “I put my arm around Sinead and patted her on the back ’cause she is my bestest friend”
Me: “That was so sweet, I bet you made her very happy”
Ethan: “Yes, but I just can’t wait to grow up, sometimes I just can’t wait!”
Me: “Why? and what has that got to do with Sinead being your bestest friend?”
Ethan: “Well, when I grow up I want to be just like Daddy and be Daddy’s bestest friend”
Me: “I think you are already Daddy’s bestest friend, why do you need to grow up quickly?”
Ethan: “So we can hang out….and drink beers….as well as go skateboarding, Daddy is REALLY into skateboarding and drinking beers”
The boy speaks the truth, can’t argue with that!
Is that not the sweetest thing ever? Nothing like beer to bring a father and his 4yo son together.
Ethan has moved up a level at swimming and is now swimming a whole length of the pool! He was exhausted today as he was the only one in his class so worked super hard for the whole lesson.