Today he was throwing a tantrum. He had all the reasons - we were travelling, it was cold, he was hungry, he was tired and he had missed his nap. So I did what I usually do - tried to distract him. I showed him Washington Memorial. He did not stop crying. We got him buckled into the carseat and somehow got through the moment. After he calmed down he explained it to me - "when am crying I dont like to look at anything. I also dont want to look at anything".
Seriously, how old is he again?!?
Location: super busy breakfast bar at an ocean city hotel.
They had these super yummy freshly baked muffins of all kinds - blueberry, oatmeal, chocolate etc. I decided to try a chocolate one and thats how I know they were super yummy. And after some time I decided to pick another chocolate muffin after waging a war with my conscience.
Kiddo yells from other end of the small room - "but you had one chocolate muffin already..."
No one told me kids are suicide to self respect!!! Killed that feeling by drowning myself in more chocolate!
It was bedtime and kiddo was crying. Real tears streaming down those pink cheeks and everything. And no - it was not because he was tired and did not want to sleep. It was also not because he wanted to sleep but wasnt tired. Lets go back in time by a few hours.
We were taking a walk and looking at birds going back home. To their nests. Up the trees. We were both happy. Now lets fast foward to bedtime beginning.
He lies down and thinks. This is how things went downhill:
Him: its dark outside. Birdies must all have fallen asleep by now.
Me: yes. Good night birdies.
Him: they must have eaten eggs for dinner.
Me: eggs?
Him: yes, they took the eggs broke them with a knife put it in a bowl mixed it put it on the stove and ate it!
Me(not sure if this is a teaching moment or just agree moment): hmmmmm
Him: and then they watch mickeymouse clubhouse
Me(sure by now that this should be a teaching moment): actually they dont have tvs.
I was about to correct him about the eggs and stove part too now that I had started but before then the face twitches, tears and howling happened. I had not realized that he considered that living without watching mickey mouse a tortured living. Uh ohh. Mommy misjudged the moment. It was definitely a 'just mind your business and say yes' moment. But I had killed it. And here we were with a super sad cranky toddler(yes, thats bad news!) So what do I do?
Me: you know what? I have never been inside a nest. Maybe they do have tvs inside. (Which is honest btw. Who knows what they have inside? Not me for sure!)
Him(stopped howling just tears now): i think so too
Me: yeah, maybe they are doing the hot dog dance.
Him(smile starting to appear): yeah everyone likes hot dog dance.
Hot dog hot dog hot diggity dooogg. And we both fell asleep. End of story :)
This weekend we met with some friends of ours, one of whom is pregnant. It was the first time that kiddo met someone whom I could explain to as 'she has a baby in her tummy'. He wasnt very impressed once he realized that he could not just lift her shirt up and see the baby and said -"not baby, she is a big girl!" (Ofcourse he said that about the mama-to-be). I didnt think further about it. Not until we were back home and all cuddled up ready for bed. This is how the conversation went thereon:
Him: I have a lot of pee in my tummy
Me: Mm hmm (not all that impressed. Nor interested!)
Him: I also have a baby in my tummy.. my baby.
Me: Ooh whats he doing? (Interest piqued by then)!
Him: I think he is looking at something.
Me: whats he looking at?
Him: A van. Orange van.
Me: how did the van get into your tummy? (I know I should have asked about the baby. But I was really honestly more interested about the van. Just to make sure he didnt eat his orange van. Just kidding. That would never fit his mouth!!)
Him: it vrooooomed away into my tummy.
Me: hmm that makes sense. What about the baby?
Him: ohh the baby just got tired and went away on his stroller (and he turned around and closed his eyes)
I never found out how the baby got in there or how he went away by himself on a stroller. Incase I do, I will keep you posted.
Mommy and daddy were both working from home as kiddo wasnt feeling too good. And there was a conference call. There is always a conf call. Whilst I was talking kiddo really badly wanted to talk to me and hubby was trying to shush him. And he says - super loud - "heyy use your mouth. Talk louder". I dont know who was more taken aback by the comment - his dad or my colleague at the other end of the phone. Thankfully he has kids too. That settles it!
Kiddo was super sad that he did not get to use the slides at the park as it was wet. We told him that we will go back later after sun dries it up just like in 'Incy wincy spider' and went on with our usual stuff. Later as we were driving to get groceries he says - "look, sun is out. Sun sun - go to the park and dry up the slide. Not here. Not here" :) :) :)
You know that prance where toddlers lie on their backs and move their hands and legs simultaneously? As if they were biking and boxing at the same time and hurting you in the process? It happened yesterday when I was lying down on the floor - relaxing(yes, it was at a friends place. You should have been able to guess that!) And he chose to snuggle beside me and started doing this after barely a second. I told him - "please stop, you are hurting me" only to be bowled over for he said "no amma, am not hurting you. I am just.. just... (thinking of an answer here?) carefully troubling you"!!!
We read good night moon at bedtime. More like recite it(after reading it million times who needs the book?). These days after the lights are out, we just say lines from the book and say good night to a whole lot of stuff. Kiddo popped a question all of a sudden - "why do we sleep in dark?". 'Hmm because.. because... sun went to sleep already and as we cant see anything we cannot go out and play or anything. So let us rest until sun comes back up again in the morning when we have loads of things to do'. Whoa mommy you did good, I thought to myself. But ofcourse, I never get the last word for he said 'no amma, lets go to the moon and fix more lights!!!'. Yes of course :)
Kiddo has a running temperature. Poor thing has been in bed for 2 days now and it kills me to not see him running around and talk non-stop. We have been cuddling a lot and there are some lighter moments here and there too that makes us feel that the clouds will soon clear. He woke up screaming at 1 am today saying that he cannot open his eyes and that they are glued shut. Yes, it was the yellow gooey stuff on his eyes that had hardened. I asked him not to get scared and told him that I will get a wet washcloth, wipe it clean and that everything will be alright. Kiddo got mad at the idea and shouted at me, "no, go get your scissors"! And cut his eyes open?? Uh-huh. Why didnt I think of that?!?!?
Kiddo has learnt a new word. Becase. And he tries and uses it every time(irrespective of whether its needed). And every time he says something I think it's blogworthy but forget what it was by the time I get around to it. Now I remember one from yesterday. He was crying for nothing(those of you with kids will totally know what I mean!) And I asked him why. He decided to answer with because. I am crying because.. because... (trying to think between sobs) I like to cry! Well, who can argue with that kind of solid logic!!!
