Angel--wow! They really did a number on that book!!! I'm glad they're getting another one and that they like it so much.
I find it so incredibly cute that they are so imaginative with that book! J is no where as interactive with any book! I think they are very creative and inventive young boys! And rascally! :wink:
You do sound very frugal. I try to find things as cheaply as possible, too, but when I'm manic... Well, even when I'm manic, I still look for the best deals! Just too many of them! We couldn't have gotten this house without my parents' help for the down payment, but this is the story all over Canada. Baby Boomers are finding that they have to support their adult Gen X children because we grew up in an economy with no jobs, or under-paying ones. I hope things will be better when J grows up.
What a wonderful garden! It doesn't look much bigger than ours. Did you put the sod in yourself? If you did, it looks soooo luscious!
That's rough about the mortgage. I understand, though. Now I also understand why you're frustrated that your Dad wasn't more helpful!
Oh, I was thinking cutlery for just Dominic. Maybe it'll slow him down or distract him. Baby forks are the best, I find, because they can actually use them when they spear things.
Thank you for the compliment re: J's eyes. They're actually a family trait on my side, and I have them too. People used to stop my mum on the street because of my eyes, just like people do with J. But mine stopped looking so big as I grew into them, and when I smile, I end up squinting, so they are quite nondescript right now. J's lucky though; when he smiles, his eyes stay wide open.
Indigo--I am SO impressed that you are debt free, own your own house and can already pay for N's college education. Though isn't it outrageously expensive in the states? We can only do it through investment and compound interest over the 18 years we have before he has to use it, and even after 18 years, we still wouldn't be able to pay for J to go to an American school. You said that your OH works at a uni--do you get free tuition for N? My dad did for us, but I only went to his uni for my graduate work, when it no longer applied.
R&T--okay, J wouldn't go down the stairs head first with no thought. He is then 100% not R&T. But he is still a careful daredevil, if that makes any sense. He'll try something really hard, but considers it from all angles first. How so unlike me...
Okay, who else? Little T? I don't think we need to ask about L.
Though he's been practicing
walking up
and down the main stairs, and he is so proud of himself! The first time, he actually stood on the landing, put his hands in the air and said "Hooray!!!"
I also want to get him a tricycle because his two yr old friend next door has one and we've been borrowing it. He is absolutely determined to use the pedals, and when I push him, if his feet fall off, I still have to push until he gets them back on. If he really can't, then he says, "Wait!" and I have to stop until he's fixed his feet. So, definitely not R&T, but he believes he can do anything he sees another kid do, and works on it until he can do it too.
SK--that's too bad about the reins. I've been thinking of getting some, too, but I suspected that they wouldn't work. Your story just confirms it. Angel was talking about those rucksack ones; do you think the novelty of wearing one would distract him from running away? I've been working on crossing the street holding J's hand, and I'm so glad we live in a quiet residential area. J would otherwise have gotten to see his beloved cars up close and personal many times!
AFM---Grrrr!!!! Again, another OH rant.
Yesterday, he dried all of my cotton shirts and pants ON HOT and I don't have any clothes left because they all shrank. Neither does J, I suspect. I lost it. I had given him such specific instructions, and he's done it before so he knows all of the laundry "rules." And he broke the biggest ones. I couldn't stop crying, either, because I felt/feel SO helpless and hopeless. How many times can you even WRITE OUT instructions and have them ignored over and over again? Luckily he didn't get mad at me for me getting mad at him. He was actually sorry. I hate fighting with him.
Then, this morning, I came down, and
again J was crying. OH said that he had given him Tylenol, but his cheeks were still incredibly red. I asked if he had also given him Advil (you can administer them at the same time), and he said no.
Then I found J's oatmeal sitting on a plate in the kitchen, untouched, and rather solid looking. Confused, I gave it to J, and he ate basically nothing of it. Even more confused, I asked OH if he knew what was going on. "Oh," he said, "I gave him a banana. He's probably not hungry anymore." A
banana? Why would you give him a banana before breakfast??? So J got no grains nor protein nor milk this morning, only one of the most sugary fruits out there. Why not just pour him a bowl of Chocolate CoCo Puffs in Pepsi? This way he'd at least get some fibre!
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sigh... many hours later...
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I just phoned my mum. It's become clear that I need some help around here, and OH is just too busy with the beginning of the semester and getting all this administrative crap done. She also feels badly that it's only Eric's family that is helping out in her daughter's (me
) crisis, and is going to try to make things a little more equitable.
Okay... On we march!