Our second son recently turned two.
Over Easter his dummy/pacifer was permanently removed from his mouth.
Now he talks incessantly.
This morning, at 7.20am, he deided that yelling ‘COCKADOODLEDOO!’ repeatedly was fun. Mummy thinks otherwise. I let it run its course. The ranting stopped soon after.
We now have TWO alarm clocks. Which means another few years of no sleep after 7am. Sigh.
Oh dear.
Jai was bouncing on top bunk.
Told him he shouldn’t do that…
“Why?”
“Well, the last kid that did had his head go thru the ceiling and a possum bit it off.”
Heck. I went too far. I am going to have to sleep with him tonight.
/ Written & posted on Facebook on 26th November 2015
How smart were you, or your kids, at 21 months young?
Aidan has discovered when he covers the sensor on the hall-light with his little hands, it turns on. Thus lighting up his path to his bedroom.
Then he waits at his cot until his bed-sleeping-bag is put on and he is given a pacifier …. so he can have his 11am-3pm nap. He usually falls asleep within a few minutes – depending on his brother.
Photo at Cleland Wildlife Park. Aidan climbed up and pretended to be asleep.
I liked “Day Light Savings” when I was young. The thought that I would get more daylight every day after school for six months blew my mind. It seemed so real…
But I learned in my teenage years that it was really just a mind trick.
Time doesn’t change, our perception and use of time changes.
Now I have two kids, both currently under four years old.
I now dislike the concept of daylightsavings with a vengeance- because both boys see straight through the trickery.
Aidan cries or coos until he sees no more light through the window.
Jai: “But Daddy, why am I going to bed? It’s still daylight!”
Sigh. This will be a tough time. I hope I didn’t give my Father this much hell. Sorry Dad!
A quick little poem by Daddy after reading a few (dozen!) books to Jai before his bed:
Kids are great,
Kids are fine,
Kids are best when they don’t cross the line.
Kids are something,
Kids are not old,
Kids are best when they go to bed when told.
Kids are awesome,
Kids are neat,
Kids are best when they stay asleep.
Kids are great,
Kids are fun,
Kids are best when they say “I love you Dad and Mum!”
Don’t get all Freudian on me, it’s a cute little poem that is all about the last verse.
Jai, now almost four, has learned words such as “ghost“, “family time“, and phrases like “Do it for me Daddy!”, so is becoming very articulate with an extensive vocabulary!
So getting him to bed is quite a conversation.
Daddy: “It’s 7.30pm…”
Jai: “Noooooo, I want more family time!”
Daddy: “It’s BED time, buddy, specifically yours.”
Jai: “Noooooooo, there are dark ghosts in there!”
Daddy: “Dark ghosts? In your dark bedroom? How do you spot them?”
Jai: “I just know.”
Daddy: “Let’s go check for them, together. If there are none, you go to bed, deal?”
Jai: “Noooooo, you do it for me Daddy!”
Sigh. Kids. Got to love ’em.
Jai received a new Octonaaaauuuuuts DVD today.
Whilst he slept on me for two hours this afternoon, Sarah and I enjoyed watching news and programs suitable for OUR age group.
Within moments of waking up, he asked: “I want Octonauts!” Yeah, that is a demand.
“No buddy, Octonauts are NOT for mornings.”
“I would like Octonauts … Pleeeeeeeeeease!” He is clever.
Mummy pipes in “I’d like Shaun the Sheep.” Hmmm, so would I.
“Okay, let’s compromise … two Octonauts episodes and two Shaun the sheep, then back to normal viewing.”
“I want four Octonauts!” No guessing who said that.
“Buddy, how about {with ONLY three fingers in air} one, two, three episodes?”
Mr oh-so-clever was to quick to respond “I want one two FOUR!!”
And then the negotiations broke down into tears. No, not me, him. Sigh.
OCTONAAAAUUUUUTS!
