Leah's first prescription medication is happening tonight. She ran a fever the last few days and today it spiked up to the point that I took her to the doctor. An ear infection. Glad it's not anything more serious, but sad her record of not having prescription medicine (not including vaccines of course because she has all those I will assure you) is now broken. A bit over 14 months is a pretty good run.
I am happy that the baby sleeps rather well through the night the majority of the time. I just wish she understood weekends already. My husband said he'd wake up with her this morning, since I usually do and have been rather tired. That. .. didn't happen.
So sleepy.
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i have, and this is a stone cold fact, not once slept in when I wasn't sick or it wasn't my birthday/father's day. it's always been my thing to get up with the kids.
He likes beer, or at least says he does. I was making a joke. I'll give him a sip of my beer. It isn't going to hurt him.
I've heard tales of parenting forums where even posting that would get you banned the instant a mod saw it. But not before the pages and pages of replies calling you every possible name under the sun.
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lonelyahavaCall me Ahava ~~She/Her~~Move to New ZealandRegistered Userregular
i think i was about that age when i had my first sip of beer.
it was so gross and i spat it out immediately.
Didn't touch another glass/sip of beer until well into Uni.
Along those lines, my son loves coffee and sometimes I feel bad when we're out and he steals some of mine. We'll occasionally (like every 2 weeks or so) let him get his own small iced coffee or have a mug at home and figure compared to kids that get soda on a regular basis, we're ok. But it's still pretty awkward to see other parents look at us when he takes a big swig of my Dunkin when we're out in public. He also like Moxie as a treat, so I think he just likes bitter stuff.
He likes beer, or at least says he does. I was making a joke. I'll give him a sip of my beer. It isn't going to hurt him.
Let me take you to a time, only as far as a hundred years ago, where the only thing you would give your kids to drink in America was hard cider or beer. Because it was safer than water.
People think of the prohibition as this crazy law, but it was in fact reasonably necessary because we had for decades raised generations of alcoholics and it had reached epidemic levels. The law came in, coke/soft drinks replaced them, water became safer to drink, and then by the time the law was repealed the matter had taken care of itself.
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I'd rather give my kids a sip of beer then let them drink soda all of the time.
My kids mostly drink water.
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I think its fine to let kids try a sip of beer or wine, 90% of the time they'll hate it, but at least you're going "hey this is a thing grown ups drink sometimes" rather than not acknowledging it. But I'm not a parent soooo.
That's what we did -- I think both of our kids were probably three-ish when they asked to try wine/beer, and sure, they can try a sip; same thing with coffee, almost anything, really. They didn't like it (I am genuinely surprised that anyone's kids did, too), so now they don't want to try it again and they know what it is.
The only thing I've actually said "no, you can't try this, sorry", is Dave's Gourmet Insanity Hot Sauce. Tabasco-level hot sauce, fine, that'll feel unpleasant but it fades away fast enough; the stupidly-hot hot sauce is actually getting into the realm of minor chemical burns and they're just going to have to take my word for it that it's very hot. (I don't eat the stuff myself very often because it's too hot to be useful, even).
It's the same thing as "touch the outside of this this hot cup of coffee -- see how hot it is?" -vs- "don't touch this pan of boiling water that's still on the stove, it is too hot to touch"; the first one will be unpleasant, but the second one will actually cause an injury and there are some things they don't get to learn the hard way.
I'm not there yet, to be sure, but I'll hella give my kids a sip of a drink if they ask because there's a 0% chance that they'll like it and it won't hurt them.
I am going to keep an eye on the stimulant stuff for sure though; I know culture will have changed by the time they're teens but it tripped me out when I was at the beach last year and this pack of tweens came into the Wawa to get giant energy drinks at 10 o'clock at night. It's not that I'm worried so much about the caffeine's effects, although too much can be dangerous sure, but caffeine's a utility man. You can't blow that getting hyper with your friends on a weekend, you're going to need it for finals and when your kids won't sleep and stuff. You can't be immune to it by the time you graduate high school, that's a damn tragedy.
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Raijin QuickfootI'm your Huckleberry YOU'RE NO DAISYRegistered User, ClubPAregular
Energy drinks are going to be the equivalent of cigarettes by the time our kids are 40.
Addiction, killing people, same shit. Rampant diabetes.
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Putting my kid to bed last night was such a pain.
He griped about showering, but we finally got him to do it. He slipped while horsing around brushing his teeth and took a hard wooden step stool to the crotch. Had to ice his junk while he cried. Read him his usual book, then his usual "please one more" book. He then pitched a fit about something stupid and hurt his eye. Eventually I left him to cry it out a bit and came back when he calmed down to tuck him in. My husband also stopped by for cuddles.
I decided, hey, time to do a mission or two in ME2. It was about 10pm at this point, so I was going to play for an hour and then party at Club Cama. My husband also started to record vocals for a song he's working on. About 20 minutes in, I heard a door open and my kid came running out. With the biggest shit-eating grin, he climbed into my lap and proceeded to fake snore with his eyes clenched shut. I carried him back to bed and tucked him in again.
My husband kept singing. Loudly. I put my headphones on and tried to ignore him whilst scanning for minerals.
Finally around 11pm I gave up and turned off the game. Still with the loud singing. While I was cleaning up, I heard a little voice scream. "DADDY! DADDY!" I went and told my husband to knock it off because someone was still awake. He obliged, then went and re-tucked the boy because "my feet are uncovered!"
I went to take a shower. It was nice. Relaxing. As I was finishing, my husband was coming in. "Is he asleep?" I asked. "I think so," he said. "I just turned on the baby monitor and didn't hear anything." I toweled off and went to get my pajamas. It took me a few blinks for my brain to process what my eyes were seeing.
In my bed, head on my pillow, covers up to his chin and shit-eating grin once again firmly in place, was a little boy who was poking my last Cuban nerve.
"I want a drink of water."
"Fine, let's get a drink of water."
"I want to stay here."
"NO."
I picked him up and he proceeded to stretch out like he was crucified, so I had to carefully maneuver him through the door and drop him in his bed. I went back to my room and sat on the bed for a minute. Then through the baby monitor, I heard, "I'm soooo thirsty."
I think its fine to let kids try a sip of beer or wine, 90% of the time they'll hate it, but at least you're going "hey this is a thing grown ups drink sometimes" rather than not acknowledging it. But I'm not a parent soooo.
Around the time my niece turned five, my brother and his wife were having some wine. Said niece asked what it was, and wanted to try it. They said it was a grownup drink, gave her a sip, and she made a face and said it was icky. They agreed, yes it is icky, you shouldn't drink it, eh, eh, eh! What clever parents!
A few days later, they were at CostCo, and my brother picked up one of those handled jugs of Jose Cuervo and put it in the cart. Said niece asked what that was. My brother said it was tequlia, another grown up drink.
Said niece responded, loudly, "EW! LIKE WINE?! I DON'T LIKE TEQUILA DON'T MAKE ME DRINK TEQUILA I DON'T WANT IT DON'T MAKE ME DRINK TEQUILA DADDY!"
I think its fine to let kids try a sip of beer or wine, 90% of the time they'll hate it, but at least you're going "hey this is a thing grown ups drink sometimes" rather than not acknowledging it. But I'm not a parent soooo.
Around the time my niece turned five, my brother and his wife were having some wine. Said niece asked what it was, and wanted to try it. They said it was a grownup drink, gave her a sip, and she made a face and said it was icky. They agreed, yes it is icky, you shouldn't drink it, eh, eh, eh! What clever parents!
A few days later, they were at CostCo, and my brother picked up one of those handled jugs of Jose Cuervo and put it in the cart. Said niece asked what that was. My brother said it was tequlia, another grown up drink.
Said niece responded, loudly, "EW! LIKE WINE?! I DON'T LIKE TEQUILA DON'T MAKE ME DRINK TEQUILA I DON'T WANT IT DON'T MAKE ME DRINK TEQUILA DADDY!"
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So sleepy.
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can't believe they are 7 already shits crazy
they are so tall and goofy and i love them forever
If you high five Freddie he'll then go around the room high fiving everyone until he's made his way back to you. It's hilarious.
No.
Get that kid some shots!
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I think he should be good for a whole beer by now. With his body weight how will he get a good buzz off a sip?
I've heard tales of parenting forums where even posting that would get you banned the instant a mod saw it. But not before the pages and pages of replies calling you every possible name under the sun.
it was so gross and i spat it out immediately.
Didn't touch another glass/sip of beer until well into Uni.
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we put henry to bed at 6:30, he was like what is going on and I was like GO TO BED
Let me take you to a time, only as far as a hundred years ago, where the only thing you would give your kids to drink in America was hard cider or beer. Because it was safer than water.
People think of the prohibition as this crazy law, but it was in fact reasonably necessary because we had for decades raised generations of alcoholics and it had reached epidemic levels. The law came in, coke/soft drinks replaced them, water became safer to drink, and then by the time the law was repealed the matter had taken care of itself.
My kids mostly drink water.
Satans..... hints.....
The only thing I've actually said "no, you can't try this, sorry", is Dave's Gourmet Insanity Hot Sauce. Tabasco-level hot sauce, fine, that'll feel unpleasant but it fades away fast enough; the stupidly-hot hot sauce is actually getting into the realm of minor chemical burns and they're just going to have to take my word for it that it's very hot. (I don't eat the stuff myself very often because it's too hot to be useful, even).
It's the same thing as "touch the outside of this this hot cup of coffee -- see how hot it is?" -vs- "don't touch this pan of boiling water that's still on the stove, it is too hot to touch"; the first one will be unpleasant, but the second one will actually cause an injury and there are some things they don't get to learn the hard way.
I am going to keep an eye on the stimulant stuff for sure though; I know culture will have changed by the time they're teens but it tripped me out when I was at the beach last year and this pack of tweens came into the Wawa to get giant energy drinks at 10 o'clock at night. It's not that I'm worried so much about the caffeine's effects, although too much can be dangerous sure, but caffeine's a utility man. You can't blow that getting hyper with your friends on a weekend, you're going to need it for finals and when your kids won't sleep and stuff. You can't be immune to it by the time you graduate high school, that's a damn tragedy.
Addiction, killing people, same shit. Rampant diabetes.
I decided, hey, time to do a mission or two in ME2. It was about 10pm at this point, so I was going to play for an hour and then party at Club Cama. My husband also started to record vocals for a song he's working on. About 20 minutes in, I heard a door open and my kid came running out. With the biggest shit-eating grin, he climbed into my lap and proceeded to fake snore with his eyes clenched shut. I carried him back to bed and tucked him in again.
My husband kept singing. Loudly. I put my headphones on and tried to ignore him whilst scanning for minerals.
Finally around 11pm I gave up and turned off the game. Still with the loud singing. While I was cleaning up, I heard a little voice scream. "DADDY! DADDY!" I went and told my husband to knock it off because someone was still awake. He obliged, then went and re-tucked the boy because "my feet are uncovered!"
I went to take a shower. It was nice. Relaxing. As I was finishing, my husband was coming in. "Is he asleep?" I asked. "I think so," he said. "I just turned on the baby monitor and didn't hear anything." I toweled off and went to get my pajamas. It took me a few blinks for my brain to process what my eyes were seeing.
In my bed, head on my pillow, covers up to his chin and shit-eating grin once again firmly in place, was a little boy who was poking my last Cuban nerve.
"I want a drink of water."
"Fine, let's get a drink of water."
"I want to stay here."
"NO."
I picked him up and he proceeded to stretch out like he was crucified, so I had to carefully maneuver him through the door and drop him in his bed. I went back to my room and sat on the bed for a minute. Then through the baby monitor, I heard, "I'm soooo thirsty."
Around the time my niece turned five, my brother and his wife were having some wine. Said niece asked what it was, and wanted to try it. They said it was a grownup drink, gave her a sip, and she made a face and said it was icky. They agreed, yes it is icky, you shouldn't drink it, eh, eh, eh! What clever parents!
A few days later, they were at CostCo, and my brother picked up one of those handled jugs of Jose Cuervo and put it in the cart. Said niece asked what that was. My brother said it was tequlia, another grown up drink.
Said niece responded, loudly, "EW! LIKE WINE?! I DON'T LIKE TEQUILA DON'T MAKE ME DRINK TEQUILA I DON'T WANT IT DON'T MAKE ME DRINK TEQUILA DADDY!"
that sounds like a kid alright!
Mad case of the munchies, brah
Hahaha thats brilliant