Lately, LL has been in a PJ phase. He comes home from Tae Kwon Do and changes into his PJ's because he just wants 'to be comphiny' (aka comfy). It can be 4 o'clock in the afternoon and he'll be outside riding his bike in his pajamas. It's totally fine with me, heck some days I wish I could do the same! Some kids wear rain boots with capes everywhere, he's just putting his own spin on it.
Today, however, I was faced with my biggest parenting struggle to date. My husband left for school yesterday, and the kids and I are on our own for a couple of weeks. Usually when Daddy is home, after church we stop at this cupcakery along the way and pick up a treat to have when we get home. In an attempt to maintain some normalcy in my husband's absence we made our weekly trip to the cupcakery after Lucas woke from his nap.
However, by this time of the day, LL has already changed into his pajamas and is insisting on going to the store in his Christmas pajamas, flip flops and sunglasses. I had to literally fight every instinct I had to allow this boy to go wearing his desired outfit. Truly, in the grand scheme of life, what does it matter right? I figured there is special parking reserved just for patrons of the cupcakery just right outside - We would be in and out, it would be harmless. So I let him go in his crazy outfit despite my OCD tendencies to have him dressed properly.
Well much to my chagrin, all the parking happened to be taken just outside the shop and we had to walk through the entire shopping center with him in bright red, flannel pajamas with snowflakes all over them with his flip flops and cool guy shades. I died each time some one snickered or did a double-take. I know it's not that big of a deal and no one probably thought anything of it but it was definitely my biggest struggle ever. Even bigger than potty training, and if you are a reader of my blog you know how I feel about potty training! Oh well, we all survived and we didn't see anyone we know...I did however, find myself almost wishing for the super cape and rain galoshes.
Sunday, February 19, 2012
Wednesday, February 15, 2012
The Wise Man
In primary, there is this song, "The Wise Man and the Foolish Man". It's cute and has a lot of fun hand motions. It's one of this year's primary songs for the annual program and LL has been trying to learn the words. They go:
The wise man built his house upon the rock
The wise man built his house upon the rock
The wise man built his house upon the rock
and the rains came tumbling down.
The rain came down and the floods came up
The rain came down and the floods came up
The rain came down and the floods came up
and the house on the rock stood still
The foolish man built his house upon the sand
The foolish man built his house upon the sand
The foolish man built his house upon the sand
and the rains came tumbling down.
The rain came down and the floods came up
The rain came down and the floods came up
The rain came down and the floods came up
and the house on the sand washed away!
This afternoon LL came to me and asked if we could practice the song with its motions. After we sang, imagine my surprise when he asked, 'Mom, what does 'upon' mean?' After a quick explanation he hit me with, "Mom, how do you build a house on a rock?" and "What kind of rock is it?" "How does the house stand on this rock?" "Is it a real house or a pretend house?" "Can we go inside?" "Why did the foolish man build a house on the sand?" "Why isn't it a good idea to build a house on the sand, Momma?"
I was amused at his extent of thought and how much he had obviously been thinking about this song. Despite any other problems LL may have or may struggle with, thinking is not one of them. He always is trying to understand the world around him. I'm glad that to him there is something to be learned from everything, like this song, for example. They're not just mindless words filling up space inside of a melody. However, while this little conversation was amusing to me, there are days when the endless barrage of questioning gets a little tiring. A mother's work is never done, I guess! LOL
The wise man built his house upon the rock
The wise man built his house upon the rock
The wise man built his house upon the rock
and the rains came tumbling down.
The rain came down and the floods came up
The rain came down and the floods came up
The rain came down and the floods came up
and the house on the rock stood still
The foolish man built his house upon the sand
The foolish man built his house upon the sand
The foolish man built his house upon the sand
and the rains came tumbling down.
The rain came down and the floods came up
The rain came down and the floods came up
The rain came down and the floods came up
and the house on the sand washed away!
This afternoon LL came to me and asked if we could practice the song with its motions. After we sang, imagine my surprise when he asked, 'Mom, what does 'upon' mean?' After a quick explanation he hit me with, "Mom, how do you build a house on a rock?" and "What kind of rock is it?" "How does the house stand on this rock?" "Is it a real house or a pretend house?" "Can we go inside?" "Why did the foolish man build a house on the sand?" "Why isn't it a good idea to build a house on the sand, Momma?"
I was amused at his extent of thought and how much he had obviously been thinking about this song. Despite any other problems LL may have or may struggle with, thinking is not one of them. He always is trying to understand the world around him. I'm glad that to him there is something to be learned from everything, like this song, for example. They're not just mindless words filling up space inside of a melody. However, while this little conversation was amusing to me, there are days when the endless barrage of questioning gets a little tiring. A mother's work is never done, I guess! LOL
Tuesday, February 7, 2012
Lucas Now
Well my baby is already 14 months and he is well into toddlerhood. He has changed so much. When he was born, he had such a mellow air about him. He was so chill and always the observer. I used to watch him and think, 'What is this boy thinking?'. He is still the observer just now I know what he is thinking...'How did they do that?' and 'I bet I can do that'. He talks a lot and is quite the people person.
LL never spoke at this age, so to hear him beginning to talk now, is quite the treat. Then again, L2 does a lot of things that LL never did at this age. He says the following:
He's become quite the daredevil and even climbed up the slide backwards the other day at the park...you know the tall one that spirals? Yeah, he did that. Once he made it to the top, he then went down head first on his belly. He loves to be outside and will spend as much time as you let him out there.
He mimics his brother's tae kwon do kicks and does knuckles like a true man's man. He gives slobbery open mouth kisses and loves his hugs. He is such a sweetie despite being a hand full. His heart breaks when he gets reprimanded and makes you feel awful for having told him 'no'. Heaven forbid I ever have to spank his bottom.
He loves his binky and likes to walk around with one in his mouth and another in his hand so he can change them out periodically. Sometimes, he likes to try and stick both in at the same time.
He is our bundle of joy and we love having him.
LL never spoke at this age, so to hear him beginning to talk now, is quite the treat. Then again, L2 does a lot of things that LL never did at this age. He says the following:
- Dada (Dad)
- Daka (Dakota)
- Abe-a (Abuela)
- Car
- Cai (Caillou)
- ma (mas)
- agua
- all done
- hola
He's become quite the daredevil and even climbed up the slide backwards the other day at the park...you know the tall one that spirals? Yeah, he did that. Once he made it to the top, he then went down head first on his belly. He loves to be outside and will spend as much time as you let him out there.
He mimics his brother's tae kwon do kicks and does knuckles like a true man's man. He gives slobbery open mouth kisses and loves his hugs. He is such a sweetie despite being a hand full. His heart breaks when he gets reprimanded and makes you feel awful for having told him 'no'. Heaven forbid I ever have to spank his bottom.
He loves his binky and likes to walk around with one in his mouth and another in his hand so he can change them out periodically. Sometimes, he likes to try and stick both in at the same time.
He is our bundle of joy and we love having him.
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