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Yay, more babby! [Kids]
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Some of us have kids. These are mine:
We should talk about our kids and parenting them and how to keep them from dying and how every conversation is like this:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KtiJAexxSPo
We should talk about our kids and parenting them and how to keep them from dying and how every conversation is like this:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KtiJAexxSPoPeen on
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Have a video of my squeaky 6-week-old.
WD40?
My kid told my husband he loved him this morning and my husband said, "this is the best moment of my life"
I'm glad I did, because she gets super cranky when she's tired, and my feet are too sore today to take one of our usual 2-hour walks.
On one hand, I was all you can't say that to your mom...on the other hand I was impressed because A) She was riding his ass,
Needless to say my wife did not find this nearly as amusing as I did. At least she accepted my hypothesis that my boy could have picked this up from any of the males on both sides of the family and it wasn't necessarily my fault.
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I think it's awesome.
My son will be 3 on Monday and my daughter turned 1 in May.
Love 'em to death... 'cept when they don't listen.
Spoilered for hyoog:
I'm trying to work around this with my daughter (coming up on 3) currently. She's generally a really good kid except when it comes to nap time (she won't), but that means that by the end of the day she is just exhausted. Apparently listening skills go into sharp decline at that point, because bedtime just becomes an ordeal. Every day we have always brushed our teeth and then read a story or two...but every night it's always "let's read the story first, dad!" "I don't want to brush my teeth", "this ISNT the way we always do this", "I'm running away from you!".
I'm trying to introduce a "listen to mommy and daddy or you don't get a story, and if you listen really well you get TWO stories" thing, which is having mixed success. Some days she's an angel entirely so she can get two stories (which is sweet). Other days she she's just too tired and refuses to listen entirely. And on those days there are no stories, and also whining about "I'm sorry can I please please have a story", and sometimes tears.
Oh well, if nothing else we've seen a sharp decline in hitting people and poking them in the eye, so that's a start...
Gabe's also taken to playing with Charlie's toys and then taking them/running when Charlie tries to play with them. I'm not sure WHY he is drawn to infant toys in the first place, really. It's a bit of a conundrum. I've never had this situation before, so I don't know how much is normal sibling interaction and how much is his Aspergers making him do stuff. It's a bit of a struggle trying to pin the causes and solutions down, but I love them and they're totally worth the effort.
ALSO, sometimes Charlie will go into Gabe's room and Gabe will read to him and it makes everything totally worth it.
Here's Gabe and Charlie playing in the little kiddie pool on our deck.
Closest I may ever get to getting them to pose
Charlie's Thriller/Superman sleep pose
And here's the poor guy after we got him back from his tear duct surgery procedure dealie. (With lovely wife included in the shot!)
You'll hear probably a billion different ways to combat this, so be sure to take any advice with a grain of salt. Some parents do the timeout thing; others spank. Personally, I do a little of both.
My son, who is just about 3, has his bouts of defiance. I think the trick is to stand your ground, and be consistent. Kids are masters at playing you. Give an inch and they'll take a mile and they know it. I may be a bit of a hardass due to the way I was raised and my lack of patience, but when my son starts to act up and stops listening, I pretty much do the same thing:
First, I ask him what happens when he doesn't listen to mommy or daddy. "I go in timeout," is usually the answer, and frequently enough for him to start behaving. Granted, that requires that he's been in timeout enough times previously to know the outcome of not listening.
If that doesn't work, I count to 3. Most of the time I get to two before he starts to behave.
If that doesn't work, then it's timeout. 3 minutes (one for each year) in bed. If he gets out, he gets carried back and a warning that if he gets out again, he gets a spanking.
I typically don't care if he actually gets out of his bed, so long as he doesn't leave his room. He's 3 and I gotta pick my battles.
When timeout is over, I ask him if he knows why he was put in timeout (and almost always he does), I remind him that he has to listen to mommy and daddy, give him a hug and kiss and we go back to playing.
We also do counting to 3 and timeouts, and have been for a while. Normally works pretty well just ending there, but the tiredness thing was definitely leading to a lot of time outs... plus she realized that if she gets a timeout she gets to essentially stay up longer, so she was hitting me on purpose to dodge bedtime. Not cool.
And thus my grand experiment with storytime was born...
We've just started planning her 1st birthday party
which is pretty crazy to me.
That 11 months ago this little person was born not really alive
and now, we cool. Feelin' it.
It still blows my mind that mine will be a year old tomorrow.
I guess sleepless nights and running all over the place all the time have a way of making time pass without you knowing it.
Seeing his face light up when I walk into the room is still the best thing.
He's got this habit of clapping when i come to get him from my in-laws' house. He will see me and do the big toothy grin and just start clapping.
Best. Feeling.
Maddie is full on into DADADADADADA to everybody. Everyone is dada right now. But it still gets me when I walk in the room and her eyes light up and she screams "DADADADA!"
How does anybody even point to a first word, especially putting it on a specific date? It seems like it's such a fluid transition, from noises, to making one of those noises mean something, to making it mean something specific.
Fun watching her figure it out, though. I think that's my favorite part of this first year. Watching her pick up a ball or something and put together that it goes somewhere, then exert her will to put it where it's suposed to go. It's like, "your brain is in there DOING things and that's neat."
Picking up my kids from daycare and my son seeing me from across the room and screaming, "DADDY!" is the best part of my day.
2nd time asking: It's time for X. You have a decision to make, you can do X, we can skip it, or Daddy can help you.
I see you haven't made your decision yet, daddy's going to help you. "I DO IT"
If you're going to do it, you're need to do it. Pause, start counting.
No results? Yer getting picked up and we're going to do X.
If we get hit, it's straight up time for to take a rest in "Cozy Corner" (blankets pillows books/stuff animals in the corner of her room) She cries mildly everytime she has to go cause she knew what she did and feels bad. She pretty much cries everytime she hits someone (ONLY ME WTF).
Then it's a sorry, give kiss/hug, and show me gentle hands, we only use gentle hands).
Grain of salt and all that. But this seems to work for us pretty well, other than me being the target of baby slaps when she's tired or cranky.
Origin: Broncbuster
Today my student had an accident during nap and when I gave her the last pair of extra pants in her bag she frowned and refused and finally said, "I'm allergic to those pants."
Those are your pants and you are not allergic to them.
"Sandra has a good solid anti-murderer vibe. My skin felt very secure and sufficiently attached to my body when I met her. Also my organs." HAIL SATAN
I am not sure whether that means he was sorry and learned something or just that he was upset that mommy was mad
Yes and yes.
He's just made the most important person in his world angry and he just committed a terrible crime; he has a limited frame of reference for how severe his crimes were and he thinks it's all going to be met with the worst punishment possible. Twice.
He'll get a grip on the degrees of right and wrong before you know it (or really want it) and he'll melt your heart before you know it (or really want it).
In an odd way, it reminds me of a 20th century parable about the early days of Communist China:
Two farmers were working the fields when one said to the other, "Neighbor Chan, wasn't the assembly for the conscription of soldiers into The People's Army at noon?"
To which the other replies, "Yes, Neighbor Lee, I believe it was. I think we might be considered deserters if we don't show up ."
Lee thinks for a moment then asks, "Chan, what's the penalty for desertion?"
"I believe it's death by a firing squad, Lee."
"And the penalty for being late to the assembly?"
"Again, I believe it is death by firing squad."
"Well, Neighbor Chan, I think we are late."
Here's Aiden riding a turtle at the Camden Aquarium.
And here's Shawn after the hippo came right up to the glass.
The other night, my wife was folding the laundry and Aiden decided he wanted to wear my cloths.
Here's Shawn in his sweet safari hat.
I don't think this needs an explanation.
And here's the three of us back on St. Patty's Day.
The big inflatable slide was a hit. Moreso with ALL of the fathers than the kids, but oh well.
We had 2 or 3 kids who decided to play on the slide (Gabe included) before the adults decided they wanted to play also. It had a mister on the top and was cool and delightful, and also we did stupid flips and things and it was great to feel like a kid again. Gabe was terrified of the slide at first and after much convincing and "no, you'll love it! i promise!" he eventually put his fears aside and had a blast.
Nothin' much. Just chillin.
I get up to grab some PJs for him, and by the time I get back, Charlie has apparently crawled into the bathroom, and inserted himself into the bathtub with his brother. Clothes on and everything. He is sitting there giggling and splashing.
I... I didn't know he could crawl that fast.
I need to be more careful.
The past couple nights have been rough. Monday night she woke up around 11:40 and just refused to sleep. Eventually Rachel managed to put her back to bed without the boob, though it took a while.
Last night she went to bed around 6:30, but unfortunately began waking up around 7:30 and just did not go back to sleep until 9. We tried just letting her sit in her crib and going in every 5-10 minutes to comfort her so she didn't think we abandoned her. She finally fell asleep right around 9, and impressively didn't wake up until around 5:30, which is almost unheard of for her to have such a long unbroken nap.
It's impressive to me how much sleep actually begets sleep. Yesterday, when she hadn't had much sleep the night before, she slept a half-hour and REFUSED to let me put her down for any longer. We're talking kicking, screaming, pushing, pulling, full on temper-tantrums even though she was clearly overtired and exhausted.
Today, she's let me put her down twice already, and has fallen asleep super quickly to boot. Granted, it was only for about 40 minutes earlier and who knows how long she'll sleep for now (She's been asleep for about 20 minutes, I'm hoping for an hour but not really counting on it).
Tl;dr babies are crazy.
Progress? Perhaps!
Those were the days
At least he sleeps better now
I was expecting horrible nights of waking up to find she's on the kitchen counter playing with knives, or downstairs watching tv, or maybe unlocked and opened the front door so she can go for a little walk.
Instead... she pretty much treats the bed as though it's a crib (which she never tried to climb out of).
I put her to bed this weekend and forgot to go get her favorite stuffed animal, and instead of just walking out and getting it (which I actually wouldn't have minded that much, realistically), she patiently stayed in her bed and called out to me to get it for her.
Kids are weird, sometimes even in a good way!