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While having breakfast this morning, Karis wanted to have some of my cereal. Instead of using her words, she did her, “mooch face”. Her “mooch face” is when she sticks out her tongue and lets it hang there, much like a dog. Repeatedly, I asked Karis to use her words, even though I knew what she wanted. She just kept her tongue hanging out there as if to say, “Hello, I want food. This face means I want food.” My husband joined in and started hanging out his tongue.
I requested Karis to use her words again, and she went into the beginning of her fake cry where she closes her eyes. My husband and I just looked at each other and waited to see what she would do. She kept her eyes close and did a coy pose, and I reminded her again to use her words for what she wanted. Then, she popped open her eyes all cross-eyed. My husband and I lost it, and just laughed and laughed. We asked Karis what she was doing, and she just looked at us cross-eyed. She was extremely silly, and we had a great laugh this morning.
Eventually, she did ask for cereal, and she got what she wanted. 🙂
Sean lost his sixth tooth last night – one of his middle top. He lost it when he was brushing his teeth, and Sean caught it before it went down the drain.
Jonas: You are a good brusher Sean [after he saw his tooth had fallen out]!
Lately, I’ve been noticing that the younger two kids have pretty funny emotional faces.
Jonas has been getting angry lately. He stomps his feet, and he starts causing destruction. When he’s angry, he will cross his arms and stomp his feet. What really gets to me is his facial expression. He sticks out his lips in this rounded pout (I really envision model pictures when I see this), arches one of his eyebrows, and gives me his angry eyes (and yes I’m making a reference to Toy Story). It’s hard for me to see the face and not chuckle because it’s so fierce.
Karis now has a fake cry. If you’re a parent, you know what I’m talking about. It’s the face/cry they use to try to get your attention and for you to sympathize with them. The intent is to look at pitiful as possible to get your way. If you put on a show and no one’s watching, they usually stop. Anyways, Karis’ fake cry involves her squeezing her eyes super tight and gaping her mouth wide open as she cries. For good measure, she squeezes out a few tears. Her eyes remain tightly shut through the whole display. It’s really hard for me not to laugh. It does look pitiful, but it’s so evident that it’s fake.
Jonas: My favorite animals are dogs, cats, and aliens.
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A parent is creating a memory book for the teachers in Jonas’ pre-school. She had a list of questions for the kids to answer, and she wanted the answers unedited….
Question: What has Mrs. R taught you this year.
Jonas: She has taught me nothing. I know everything. She didn’t teach me anything.
Well, Jonas, from your first quote above, I wonder if there is some truth to your answer….. 🙂
At lunch today (me interpreting Karis’ internal dialogue):
I don’t want your help with my Go-gurt.
Slaps mommys hand.
How do you work this thing? Jonas is doing it. I hold this tube thing, and the yogurt is supposed to come out.
Karis holds the tube parallel to her tray. Nothing comes out. She cries and mommy comes over to help.
Oh, I see. I don’t need your help anymore. Go away.
She slaps mommy’s hand again.
Repeat two or three times.
We woke up hearing Sean sing this morning:
Jingle Bells, Batman smells, Robert laid an egg.
Batman mobile* lost a wheel and Joker got away.
* mobile was pronounced moe-bull as in a mobile phone.
Thank you Junie B. First Grader. 🙂
There are a few milestones in the T household that I wanted to blog about! 🙂
Jonas
Jonas has wanted to sit in the back row with Sean for the past few weeks. I made him a deal: If he could buckle himself in without assistance for a week, he could move back to the back row. Starting two Sundays ago, we embarked on the “buckling yourself in” project. Sean has shown Jonas how to do it for some time, but most of the time, Jonas would get frustrated. With a goal insight, I think Jonas just bit down and bore through. The first few times, Jonas wrestled with how to pull his seatbelt long enough and hold it there before lining it up to be buckled in. I will say, much to Jonas’ credit, he didn’t scream in frustration very much. It took him some time, and he did it. Fast forward to last Sunday, and he had successfully buckled himself in the whole week. In fact, one time, I buckled him in without thinking, and he actually unbuckled himself the whole way to do it again. He took my words literally! 🙂 Now, I have two kids that can buckle themselves in. Whoo hoo!
Karis
Karis is definitely showing us that she understands things. She’s starting to mimic us much more, especially her brothers. Whatever they are doing, she wants in on the action. If they’re bringing their blankets out to sleep on the couch, you can hear her walking down the hallway retrieving her own blanket.
As she’s taking strides developmentally, it also means that she’s gotten herself in quite a bunch of mischief. My friend Jaime would say that her abysmalness just shows us that she’s a genius. Well, in the past month, she has done the following genius things:
- Unroll whole rolls of toilet paper into the toilet and try to flush it, three times.
- Chapstick her whole face.
- Get her own food off the counter.
- Take off a poopy diaper in her crib.
I’ll end with a cute thing that Karis has been doing – she’ll pretend that she’s sleeping and make a snoring sound. It’s not really snoring so much as a strange exhaled growl sound. It’s pretty cute. 🙂
Sean
Sean is doing very well in school. In a recent e-mail exchange with his teacher, Mrs. W told me that he’s one of her best students. I can’t help but beam and be so proud of Sean. 🙂 It has been a difficult transition for him between “fun” kindergarten and first grade, but I think he’s starting to get into the routine.
Sean’s in a new building as they remodel his old school, so there is a small backway to get to his school through an apartment complex parking lot. It’s easier for me to drop him off and pick him up here since I don’t have to fight with all the parents. So, he’s been walking about 30 feet to the fence and then to school the past few weeks by himself. I still watch until he gets onto the school grounds, but I think it makes Sean feel like a big kid being able to do it for himself. He’s been very responsible, making sure he watches out for cars in the parking lot.
I had this brilliant plan last night that backfired on me.
Let me give you some background. Actually, I’ll give you a background to the background. Our bedrooms are setup in the house thusly: If you walk all the way down the hallway there is a door straight ahead; it’s the shared bathroom for the kids. On the left side of the hallway is each of the boys room. On the right side is Karis’ room and our room. Ok, now the stage is set.
Back to the background. Our children, for reasons unbeknownst to me, have been getting up earlier than normal. For me, 6:45-7AM is acceptable. The past month, it’s been 6-6:30AM. Fortunately, the boys stay in their room until 6:45, but it usually isn’t quiet, so most days we are up awake when they are awake. A typical morning starts by one boy going into the bathroom – bedroom door opens, bathroom door is shut, bathroom door opens, bedroom door shuts. After one boy goes to the bathroom, the second goes as soon as the first one is done. That’s four doors shutting in a semi-loud/loud fashion. Karis is usually awake by the time the second boy goes back to his room. Much like me, Karis’ normal wake up time would probably be between 7:30-8AM, so both of us are usually unhappy at this point.
After a few days of waking up early, I talk to Sean about his waking up. I told him he needed to find something quiet to do until about 6:30, and then he could go to the bathroom. It works great for a few days. Then, one morning, I hear someone going to the bathroom at 6AM. It’s Jonas. This goes on for a few mornings.
Last night, I thought about what to do to keep the house quiet until at least 6:30AM, mostly for me, but Karis and my husband are also beneficiaries. Jonas doesn’t have a clock in his room, and even if he did, he doesn’t know how to tell time. I have this brilliant idea. I tell Jonas that he can’t go to the bathroom until after he hears Sean go to the bathroom because Sean does have a clock in his room, and he can tell time. Jonas agrees. I’m hoping that we won’t have to be awake at 5:30AM like the night before, and this early morning wakeup has been resolved. Right? No, wrong.
This is where the backfiring occurs. Jonas wakes up in the middle of the night, which is rarely does. He needs a drink and his sippy is empty. My husband fills it up. A few minutes later, I hear crying again. I go into Jonas’ room. He’s sobbing, “I need to go potty badly, but you said I can’t get up.” I grumble, and tell him it’s ok. I prevent him from slamming the door and flushing the toilet so that he doesn’t wake up his siblings. He goes back to bed, and I go back to bed. I have a hard time falling asleep because my body thinks it got enough (I think it was about 3AM at this point).
Now, we are back to the drawing board. Maybe I’ll just use pull-ups at night again. 🙂
I think there is a distinction in toddlerhood: young toddler versus old toddler. We are currently experiencing both in our house: Karis being a young toddler, and Jonas being the older toddler. I’d like to say, I like the older toddler more than the younger toddler stage. The younger toddlerhood stage means to me the, “I-can’t-quite-leave-you-alone-because-you-cause-mayhem-and-you’re-not-quite-old-enough-to-really-make-timeouts-effective-and-it’s-difficult-to-rationally-talk-to-you-during-tantrums” stage.
Karis has hit this phase full-force this week. Mei mei mayhem has hit hard. If you haven’t read my post about her couscous mayhem, it’s pretty funny in light of the cleanup. Following that event, Karis dumped out rice flour all over the floor during dinner that day. Another fun cleanup. Today, Karis was throwing a huge tantrum because I would not give her any more snack. Lunch was 30 minutes away, and I held my ground. I went to do laundry. Karis was persistent. I came back into the kitchen and I found little Miss Mayhem biting into a tomato. Yes, she had managed to take the kitchen stool, put it by the counter, and grab the tomato to eat it. I retrieved the tomato, reprimanded her and told her lunch with coming. Back to doing some chores. I heard rustling, and went back into the kitchen. She had gotten back on the stool and reached a pan of cake on the counter, which was behind the tomato. The cake was removed. Tantrum ensued.
I expect more mayhem to ensue in the months and year to come. I hope that mayhem is one of those things that is on the developmental stage evaluations, because she has it down pat. 🙂
I have two stories from today that I’m sure all parents can relate to one way or another:
I walked into the kitchen to see that Karis had pulled out a bag of tapioca powder, pulled the clip off, and shock out a nice powdery mess. Needless to say, she was quite proud of herself.
I decided to work out in the garden while the boys were playing nicely inside. I walked in, to see evidence of boys profusely using the kitchen sink. I walked into the dining room to see markers and pieces of paper on the table. I used my mommy detective skills and followed the sounds of giggling to the kids bathroom. There, I found the culprits red (or green and blue in this case) handed. Sean excitedly told me, “We did hand prints with the washable markers”. Luckily, they did the mostly on paper.
* Quote from our boys favorite TV show right now – Mater’s Tall Tales.
Our Sweet Ts 