Welcome to a Fly on the Wall group post. Today 14 bloggers are inviting you to catch a glimpse of what you’d see if you were a fly on the wall in our homes. Come on in and buzz around my house.
I’m still sort of new to this group challenge, so if you’d like, you can meet my family in my first post or read more in my second Fly post. Here’s a picture of us from our camping weekend this summer, and a brief snapshot of our summer in this post:
Some dinnertimes tend to be especially hectic and crazy – especially on my workdays. One night my son was constantly calling, “Mom, Mom, Mom…” with various requests. That particular night the kids were sitting at a smaller “little table,” instead of the bigger, adult table, so I felt like I was up and down a lot getting things for my kids. I confessed to Daddy O. “This is my most stressful forty-five minutes of the day.”
My two year old, then chimed in with another, “Mom.”
Me, feeling a bit exasperated, “What?!”
Little guy, “I love you very much.” Oh…Awh…all this stress and crazy is definitely worth it!
After dinner we often let the kids eat dessert, or dinnertime bonus, as we like to call it. One night my 4 year old asked, “Mom, can I have turtleneck ice cream?”
Me, “It’s just called turtle ice cream.”
Big sister, “Oh.” Me, “I’ll get you some.” And I’ll have some too! It’s been funny seeing a pattern about turtle / turtleneck comments with my kids, as in my last post.
Four Year Old Fashion
Daddy O.: I tried to get big sister to wear her khaki pants.
Me: Oh yeah, her capris. Sweetie, why don’t you wear those? They are 4T.
Big sister: I don’t know I’m just not into them.
Wow, has she been watching some Tim Gunn (who is anti-capri pants) lately? I love seeing her sense of fashion develop!
I noticed that big sister’s hair was growing longer, so I said, “We need to get your haircut soon. Do you want some off the ends or grow it long?”
Big sister immediately said, “Grow it long” (like the princesses, obviously).
I looked a little closer, saying, “Let me see your hair. We may need to take some off the ends to keep it healthy.” Big sister was a bit confused, “Is my hair getting sick?” I started explaining, “No honey, not exactly.” Then little brother chimes in, “My hair is sick.”
But I guess that’s one way of thinking of it…your hair gets sick, so you need to go to your stylist to make it better! I love their rationale!
Eventual Potty Training, Lots of Potty Talk!
Little brother will turn three in September, and we’ve had SOME interest in using the potty. There has been a very HIGH level of interest in using potty talk from both kids. I’m trying to rein that in, but here’s a sampling of what I’ve heard:
Big sister: Mom, my brother says I poop IN my butt.
Me: Well, isn’t that right?
Big sister: NO, I poop in the toliet.
Me: Yes, you’re right.
This girl is very exact! She really likes to correct her brother (and others too). I’m wondering what’s in store for her and what she’ll navigate towards once she starts school!
During a diaper change, I started this exchange with my son:
Me: Oooh – green poop (thinking, can’t we just be DONE with diapers now?)
Little Brother (clearly excited): Green – my favorite.
Big sister: You can’t choose what color your poop is. Your body chooses (based on what you eat).
Me: Yeah, you’re right.
Later to Daddy O. I said, “Did you hear that lovely exchange about green poop?”
Daddy O.: I can’t wait until parent-teacher conferences! (Big sister starts 4K in fall…let the fun begin!)
In a conversation between me & Daddy O., I was explaining, “We have a whole lot of food. I wanted to say we have a b-u-t-t-l-o-a-d of food, but I don’t want our kids to hear that.” Daddy O. suggested, “You could say b-o-a-t load.” To that I said, “Well, that’s not as fun.”
The Golden Rule
We’ve been talking about the Golden Rule, after reading the Berenstain Bear’s book and big sister went to vacation bible school for the first time this summer. I was a bit surprised when big sister said, “Mom, remember the golden rule: You get what you get, and don’t throw a fit.”
I guess we need to review the Golden Rule a few more times!
Foot in Mouth
As the post title states, there was some “open mouth, insert foot moments” as of late. This has happened in the LITERAL sense, as my two year old can put his foot in his mouth and seems to like sucking on his big toe. Another fun blogger I follow, Kaela at The Girl Who Blogs, just wrote about phrases she did not expect to use while parenting. I shared with her that I’ve told my two year old son to, “Get your foot out of your mouth.” Crazy kid!!
On Getting Tired
Little brother: I took a yawn. (or in other cases, when he’s not tired, he says, “I didn’t take a yawn.”
Me: yawning with exaggeration
Little brother: That’s a Thunder Yawn!
Daddy O.: What’s a thunder yawn?
Little brother: A really big yawn.
I hope this post hasn’t generated too many yawns – be them tiny or thunder yawns! Be sure to buzz around, and click on these links for a peek into some other homes:
- http://www.BakingInATornado.com Baking In A Tornado
- http://www.justalittlenutty.com/ Just A Little Nutty
- http://themomisodes.com The Momisodes
- http://spatulasonparade.blogspot.com/ Spatulas on Parade
- http://thesadderbutwisergirl.com The Sadder But Wiser Girl
- http://followmehome.shellybean.com Follow me home . . .
- http://stacysewsandschools.blogspot.com/ Stacy Sews and Schools
- http://www.menopausalmom.com/ Menopausal Mother
- http://www.kimulmanis.com Kim Ulmanis
- http://dates2diapers2.blogspot.com Dates 2 Diapers 2
- http://dinoheromommy.com/ Dinosaur Superhero Mommy
- http://www.someoneelsesgenius.com Someone Else’s Genius
- http://batteredhope.blogspot.com Battered Hope
We ALL must have this same experience. As a kid growing up, you are asked to do chores that are terribly annoying. For me I was always having to fold socks (a common request that my mom would make while I was talking on the phone with friends). I can still hear, “Cathy, c’mon, you have socks to fold,” or something to that effect.
One chore that was rather unique and definitely high on my annoyance chart was washing and drying plastic bags. There was this constant pile of bread bags and Ziploc bags beside the kitchen sink (or so it seemed at the time). My mom would wash them and cram them onto the bottom of the drying rack for me to take and either dry, or hang up on the clothesline in the basement.
What fun it is to be green….and frugal, a combination of traits passed along from my mom’s side. She grew up on a dairy farm. And as it is often the case on a farm or a small business, you make do with what you have, are not wasteful, and understand the value of a dollar and hard work (just to name a few life lessons).
As an adult, I SWORE I would not be washing plastic bags!
Years later I met my now husband and saw that he too grew up in a family that re-used Ziploc bags, and he readily washed and dried such bags on his own as an adult. A match made in heaven, right?
Over the weekend I had to chuckle as I found myself doing that very thing I swore I would never do (and have been doing since meeting my husband).
What’s the one thing your parents made you do as a kid that you swore you’d never do as an adult, but do now anyway? Does anyone else recycle or self-cycle these resealable bags?
Can you believe how quickly summer is going? I had a freak-out moment after the 4th of July weekend, realizing how my daughter would be starting 4K before we know it!
Reflecting on our summer thus far, I can’t help but think it is truly a season to experience with all five senses. Here’s a little about our summer according to our senses:
Summer Looks Like
Trips to the zoo:
- watching the sting ray soar through the water (and touching their smooth, slimy skin)
- taking in the beautiful patterns of a giraffe
- noticing the reflection of the rhino in his wading pool
- watching the black bear bathe so comfortably
- seeing a lion fish up-close-and personal
- spying a small seahorse with its tail curved around a piece of coral.
A rainbow of colors in our garden (that are actually blooming nicely)!
Summer Feels Like
- A slimy, smooth touch of a sting ray (see zoo picture)
- A warm hug of sunshine
- Grains of sand between your toes
- A cool breeze in the middle of a hot day
Summer Tastes Like
- Freshly picked, juicy strawberries
- Perfectly ripened, so good it drips down your chin peach
- Crisp, sweet, and buttered grilled corn on the cob
- Hot dogs and hamburgers and brats
- A cold beer, chilled white wine, or pink lemonade for the kids
- Ice cream, frozen custard, and Popsicles
Summer Smells Like
- Sunshine-dried crisp sheets
- Freshly cut grass
- Grilling out
Summer Sounds Like
- a melody of children laughing
- lawnmowers of the weekend warriors
- outdoor concerts listened to while sitting in the grass on a soft blanket
- the chimes of the ice cream truck driving through the neighborhood
- birds chirping in the morning (when we’ve slept with our windows open)
What is your summer like with all five senses? Hope it’s a fun-filled summer!