Impulse WIN!

JR,parenting — Valerie on February 24, 2011 at 12:10 am

This evening was one of the more challenging ones we’ve spent with JR in a good long while. There was much crying, an unending chorus of “NO!”, lots of time-outs, and even more glances at the clock to see if it was bedtime yet. And when I say “glances” I mean silent but desperate pleas for the numbers to change more quickly so it could just be 7:00 already.

Later as I was trying to get JR changed into his pajamas, he turned up the two-year-old to 11. I had nothing left in my parenting arsenal.

So I tickled him.

And tickled and tickled and tickled until we were both giggling messes and no one was frustrated anymore.

I’m not sure if it will ever work again, but I was stoked that such an odd impulse worked so well.

Current loves

etc. — Valerie on February 23, 2011 at 11:48 pm

Jersey Shore
Don’t judge me. By the end of the day my brain is finished, and that show is the perfect thing to (sort of) occupy my attention.

Iron-on hem tape
I don’t sew, but I love fabric. Iron-on hem tape allows me to make things without bringing a pesky needle and thread into the situation. Granted, everything I make is either a square or a rectangle, but that’s just fine with me.

Percy Jackson & The Olympians
These books remind me of Harry Potter, but without all the depressing back story and a million things details to remember. Plus, I got about a gagillion iTunes gift cards for Christmas, and I’ve been able to download all of the books from the series on to my iPad.

Tweets of Old
These guys tweet sentences from old newspapers, noting the state and year in which they were printed. HILARITY ALL THE TIME! A recent favorite: “Declaring that he was going to the Mexican War, Wayne Dutters, 3 years old, was discovered boarding the southbound train. NC1914″

Do tell: what are you loving these days?

27 months

JR — Valerie on February 17, 2011 at 9:41 pm

JR,

You are so TWO right now, it is absurd. Most of the time you are delightful. Other times you are…not. You’re definitely more willful these days, and the timeouts are happening more frequently, but thankfully you respond to discipline incredibly well and we don’t have too many meltdowns these days.

School continues to be fabulous. You’re doing really well with your colors and shapes, and sorting seems to be a particular talent of yours. Lately when we go in to pick you up at the end of the day, you want absolutely nothing to do with us because you are SO busy playing with your friends. While I miss being with you during the day, we think it’s such a blessing that you already have a little social world of your own.

You’re very much into your Dad right now; if Daddy does it, you want to do it. I’ve been exploiting that as much as possible. You two are incredibly adorable together, and it makes me happy to see how happy you make each other.

One major milestone we checked off the list this month (other than this) was your first trip to the dentist. I have no idea when parents typically take their kids to the dentist for the first time, but I figured, hey, we’ve got the insurance and you’ve got (almost) a full set of teeth — might as well get things checked out. Your first visit was really just to introduce you to the office staff and let you look around. On the morning of your appointment you were SO EXCITED to go that we ended up getting there 20 minutes early. Luckily they were just as excited to see you. You did a wonderful job and even let the hygienist brush your teeth. When you left, they let you pick a toy out of the toy chest. You picked a ball and said “I take this home to my house and play with my Daddy.” MELT.

Lest you think you’re perfect, I do have a complaint to file with you. Over the last few weeks, you’ve taken to responding to pretty much everything we say with “HUH?” Now sure, people say that, but you’ve taken it to a new level. Your dad is trying to get you to say “Pardon me?” instead, but I’ve noticed that when we acknowledge the “HUH?” in any way, shape, or form, you smirk and do it more. So I”m ignoring it. It’s not really working.

However, I’m proud to report that you told your first joke this month. Sort of. Well, you were intentionally funny for the first time. You’ve had moments before when you realized something you did made us laugh and kept on doing it, but about a week ago you and your Dad had a conversation and it seemed like you really put some thought into being funny. It went something like this…

JR, what would you like for breakfast?

Toast!

What would you like on your toast?

Butter-jam.

What kind of jam would you like?

Purple jam… POOP JAM!

We are so proud.

Love,
Mama

What?

JR — Valerie on February 11, 2011 at 9:02 am

Don’t you prefer to read while lying on the kitchen floor, wearing monkey/Christmas pajamas and pink shoes?

Still kinda blows my mind

etc. — Valerie on February 5, 2011 at 12:35 am

This song has been on the radio a lot lately. Not sure why. Maybe the fact that it’s almost FOURTEEN YEARS OLD qualifies it for Q94′s Flashback Friday (WUT.)

Whenever it comes on, I instantly remember watching this live performance at the 1997 MTV Video Music Awards. I still gets me choked up. I dunno, I guess I’m just sucker for a big production. And Sting. And Gospel choirs. It could also be that I instantly revert to emotional, 16-year-old Valerie when I watch it.

(It could also be that any reference to “I’ll Fly Away” destroys me.)