Sometimes You Need to Throw a Fit Over Jellybeans

Last week a “memory” came across my newsfeed in Facebook.  It was About that time my kid ate off the floor. Here he was a year ago during that lovely incident.

eating off the floor

My little boy looking pleased with himself (and his lunch on the floor)

Ironically, when I saw this memory, I had another delightful parenting moment. It started off well enough – my four year old son and I decided to quickly make a chocolate chip cookie bar dessert before we would venture to the Y for my yoga class. He’s been helping more in the kitchen, so I thought this would go smoothly for us, and for the most part, it did.

He got out a wire whisk (that he also uses for mixing scrambled eggs), and started mixing the dry ingredients that I measured and poured into the bowl. When it came time for me to use the hand mixer, he didn’t want to share. I explained to him that the batter becomes really difficult to mix with a whisk, and finally, he grew frustrated and bored, and let me finish mixing and spreading the cookie dough into the pan.

As everything was spread out in the pan, my son came back into the kitchen wanting to add jelly beans to THE ENTIRE pan. Not sure how jelly beans would bake and also not wanting to ruin a full pan of a chocolate chip dessert, I asked him to stop sprinkling jelly beans all over the dough. He was NOT pleased to say the least.

What then ensued was a thirty minute tantrum – uncontrollable crying and thrashing about. I gave him his blanket and let him work it out on his own. It was so odd, being that I couldn’t remember his last proper tantrum.

When he finally calmed down, I showed him that we could spread vanilla frosting on top of the cookie bars and THEN put as many jellybeans or sprinkles we wanted on top. This is really delicious – just like a piece of cookie cake! We sampled pieces of the still warm cookie bars, and both of us agreed that it was yummy.

Later I ended up cutting the “jellybean chocolate chip bars” and storing them in a separate container just for the kids. Just last night though, I bit into one of these bars and had a bite of hard jellybean! Yuck…

This tantrum certainly reminded me that my son is only four, and such outbursts can still happen. With two kids, now six and four, I have had MANY tantrums under my belt, and I think I’ve become better equipped to handle them. Instead of forcing them to see reason, I just let them go and have a good fit hopefully out of my hearing distance. The jellybeans were a big deal to him and his master plan for the dessert, and thus worthy of a proper tantrum.

It reminds me of a friend of mine who is a music teacher. She told me that she had a back room in her class, and she let a student who was having a tough time go into that room and have a good scream. After the student returned, he said, “Thank you Miss, I needed that.”

Don’t we all just need a scream, fit, tantrum at times?!

 

Loved Hearing This from a Sweet Old Lady

Being a stay at home mom has its perks. One of my favorite things is being able to run errands during the week when it’s less crowded, which is especially nice during the holiday season.

One of our errands this week brought us (me and my four year old son) to the post office. I don’t know what it is about the post office, but my kids do not like it and tend to behave badly there. I thought that by going there early in the day with only my son that it would be better this time.

Starting out positive, I let him push the buttons to open the doors. Immediately when we walked in the door he started whining.

“I want to go home!” he started.

“C’mon, honey, the wait is not long at all. Let’s look at this Charlie Brown packaging over here. Where’s Snoopy?” I offered, trying to keep him somewhat entertained.

He wasn’t buying it….any of it! Fortunately, the wait was quite short, and the postal employee was very kind and understanding. She offered to give me a candy cane for him, but I said I didn’t want to reward his whiny behavior.

“I want to leave now,” my son repeated.

Just as I was finishing up at the counter, a sweet old lady comes up behind me and says,

“Don’t worry. I have an 81 year old at home that still does that!”

I laughed, agreeing, “Well, they can be grumpy at any age, right?!” It was awesome!

This is not the first time that an elderly woman has brightened my day while running errands with kids. I wrote about another time, when my kids were much younger, here.

WANTED: A Better #BackToSchool Routine

Ugh. It’s the morning rush of Back to School.

At the end of two weeks we are adjusting to a new routine. Today we were even early. Hooray!!

But….I can’t help but feel that we could do better…that I could do better with our mornings.

We have goals set, meaning that big sister should eat breakfast by 7:30 and then be upstairs to get dressed. And then the indecision takes place every morning.

“What do you want to eat?” I ask.

“I’m still thinking,” is her reply. Eventually a decision is made, and before I know it, 30 – 40 minutes are gone JUST during breakfast. YIKES! It’s stressful!

Onto getting dressed….I hear questions like, “Do I have to change underwear?”  Yes, honey, yes, please do!  Or even at 5 years old, “I don’t know what to wear!” Okay, let me help you.

It is a process!!

And I should be happy because today we did it, and we have done it for two weeks: got ready & out the door to make the bus pick-up, which always seems to be late.

Maybe I need to change MY morning routine and mindset, so I don’t feel like I’m always nagging.  Maybe we need to have easier breakfasts ready to go (eg. making hard-boiled eggs the night before instead of in the morning).  Maybe I just need to calm down and go with it!

After big sister leaves, it’s just me an little brother, who will start 4K next year. This is also a new change, as my part-time work ended September 1st, so I’m adjusting to being a full-time stay at home mom. We have some structure and some free time, but our days feel LONG without big sister there, especially after all of the together-time that summer provided. I’m trying to find that balance between scheduled and free time right now.

Our after school time is similar and in need of some adjustments – big sister gets home and just attacks her brother, fortunately with a lot of hugs.  It’s sweet, but he HATES it!  I need to focus their attention on something else instead of hugging that turns into wrestling. Crazy kids!

This is NOT a unique problem by any means!  I came across some other fellow bloggers who are also adjusting to back to school and having a new routine.

I love these Tips for an Organized School Year from the Lieber Family. It inspired me to create my own accordion style folder for all of the paperwork from kindergarten, and her morning routine has some awesome ideas too!

I can definitely relate to the sentiments expressed by Mom Turned Mum in her post here on Change.

How’s your Back to School Routine going? TGIF!!

Sometimes You Gotta Play the Game

This was advice I heard early on in my career.  Sometimes you gotta play the game. It’s so true!  Even though I may have thought that something should be done or approved much sooner, I have learned that sometimes it comes down to timing, or making your boss think it was his/her own idea!  Whatever works!

In my own personal life as a parent, I too must play the game at home!  I talked before about the rebranding I do for my kids to try to encourage cooperation and good listening, while making it fun. Sometimes this works well, and sometimes I’m just plain annoyed, tired, and too focused on getting the task at hand completed.

We had one of those times recently, when I was trying to get my son dressed.  Since he’s three years old, he thinks that all of his clothes should be a size three.  This logic works for big sister, who has pretty much been true to her size and age as she’s grown.  Little brother is still wearing some size two clothes and often boycotts wearing size two because it doesn’t match his age.  Before putting on a soccer t-shirt, he said, “Wait, I want to see if it’s size three.”  It wasn’t, so he was refusing to put it on. Frustrated, I walked away.

Daddy O. stepped in with a genius move. He took the shirt and asked little brother, “Do you want to see the number three on it?”  He nodded, yes. Daddy O. took a sharpie to the tag and wrote the number 3.  Upon seeing it, little brother GLADLY put on the newly labeled shirt.  AMAZING!

Thanks to Daddy O. I’ve learned to play the “numbers game.” Here’s the picture of the shirt I recently re-labeled so my son would wear it. Whatever works, right?!

changing little brother's shirt to 3T

Play the game while getting dressed – a new size!

How do you play the game as a parent?  Are there any other sayings you’ve heard at work that also apply to your life at home?

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Kid Sabotage

I heard myself talking with my sister about some things going awry on my days at home with the kids, and it struck me that I am experiencing KID SABOTAGE from time to time.

What is Kid Sabotage?

The best way to define kid sabotage is a time when your own, adult plans are abruptly derailed due to your kids’ behavior. It’s a reality of being a parent – your time is not 100% your own anymore with kids who need your attention, care, and love.  And I’m okay with that…though I can’t help but get annoyed when I’m victim to kid sabotage.

my reaction to kid sabotage

Here’s my immediate reaction to kid sabotage (captured thanks to my dear husband)

Examples of kid sabotage:

  • I sit down after lunch to quickly pay some bills online. My dear son manages to press that big round button next to the green light and turn off the computer.
  • I just replaced the bathmat only to have my son “miss” the toilet. Laundry is a constant in our house…oh well.
  • My daughter shows me an unwrapped gift that I JUST bought an hour earlier for a friend. At least it was a gift bag & ribbon, so I could re-assemble it without anyone knowing.
  • Any phone conversation interrupted by, “Mom, Mom, hey Mom.”  You know the drill!
  • Freshly folded stack of laundry being “attacked” by my son. No idea why he likes messing up laundry so much!!
  • My son refusing to wear a pumpkin costume that his grandma & I spent a lot of time making. I told him he HAS to wear it at least once!
  • This one is part kid / part mom sabotage – the ONE TIME I forget to pack a change of clothes my son pooped his pants at the park. I did have some wipes and a spare diaper to help us through that situation.  As the saying goes, sh*t happens!
I can't stay mad at these cuties for long!

I can’t stay mad at these cuties for long!

I love my kids dearly, and I try not to react too harshly to moments of kid sabotage.  They are just KIDS (ages 3 and almost 5) after all. More often than not (as in the unexpected computer shutdown) I know they just want to be by me and are too young to understand needing some space and time to oneself. HOPEFULLY I can teach them that and establish a quiet-time in lieu of the now-extinct nap-time.

What are your favorite kid sabotage moments?