Daddy has been gone for 5 days now. Mommy's patience is wearing thin.
Mommy bought the girls brand new glitter glue pens so they can decorate paper flowers and other artwork they like to embellish with glitter, which is basically everything, including their clothes and hair.
I should have known something was going on when they were quiet for 30 minutes.
Sophie comes running to report that her sister has squirted out the glitter glue. I take a look. The caps are all screwed off, and glitter glue has indeed been squirted out in lumps and piles on various pieces of paper, the chair, the carpet, the wood floor, etc.
I put on my angry voice and command them to look for the caps now. After we get the situation cleaned up, I calmly tell Viv to go upstairs to her room. I go into my closet to get my cloth belt, which I only reserve for special occasions. Daddy being gone and squirting glitter glue on floors and furniture fits the bill.
I calmly walk her into her bedroom, while she is crying and pleading:
"No, Mommy, PLEASE, sob, sob, PLEE=HEEE=EEEZE, Mommy."
When she gets to the bed, she sits on the side, clasps her hands together, closes her eyes and with tears squirting proclaims, "Plee-heeese, God, HELP ME! PLEE=HEEEZE GOD, help me, God."
It took all I had not to bust a gut. Needless to say, God answered her prayers.
Tuesday, March 2, 2010
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
I've got a surprise for you
For the last 2 days, when Sophie has gotten off the bus, she has sung to Vivian, "I have a surprise for you!" It is so cute how loving and giving she can be to her sister. She thinks of her constantly, and whenever I take Viv to the dry cleaner, or Sophie is alone with me, and there is a lollipop to be had, they always say, "Can I get one for my sister?" I love how they think of each other constantly.
Another thing I hear a lot of is "I missed you today!"
Another thing I hear a lot of is "I missed you today!"
Friday, January 22, 2010
Vivian's conference
I am so very proud of Viv after the conference I had today with her preschool teacher Mrs. Reeve.
I was expecting to talk about impulsivity and behavior issues, but there was no talk of such.
Mrs. Reeve said she is super bright, knows every answer to every question. Is academically at the top of the class, even though she is the youngest of 16 children. Behaviorally, she is impulsive and needs to work on self-control (calling out the answer, keeping hands to herself at circle time) but Mrs. Reeve had so much good to say it was amazing.
She said Viv is able to identify first and last, which most children her age can not do. They identify the "last" letter in their name as the second letter at their age. She also knows all colors, can count up to 14 without making a mistake. Is highly verbal, understands correct use of prepositional words, like under, over, above, below, on top, beneath, etc.
She said it's clear we do lots of reading at home b/c there is no way she would know some of the things she knows without being exposed to them in books.
I asked about her socialness. I ask Viv often who her friends are, and she doesn't really come home talking about any particular kids in her class that she "hangs" around. I remember Sophie was very social at this age, and had certain children she gravitated to, but Viv is very independent and not easily influenced by her peers. Mrs. Reeve suggested I ask her who she may like to have over for a playdate and I could invite a child to our house to play. This may go a long way for Viv to have her very own friend, without feeling like a 3rd wheel when her sister's friend comes over.
Mrs. Reeve says she loves Vivian and would rather have 10 Vivians in her class than 16 kids who don't talk. She called Vivian passionate. And said she is passionate about everything.
It's really wonderful to see things in a light you didn't expect.
I was expecting to talk about impulsivity and behavior issues, but there was no talk of such.
Mrs. Reeve said she is super bright, knows every answer to every question. Is academically at the top of the class, even though she is the youngest of 16 children. Behaviorally, she is impulsive and needs to work on self-control (calling out the answer, keeping hands to herself at circle time) but Mrs. Reeve had so much good to say it was amazing.
She said Viv is able to identify first and last, which most children her age can not do. They identify the "last" letter in their name as the second letter at their age. She also knows all colors, can count up to 14 without making a mistake. Is highly verbal, understands correct use of prepositional words, like under, over, above, below, on top, beneath, etc.
She said it's clear we do lots of reading at home b/c there is no way she would know some of the things she knows without being exposed to them in books.
I asked about her socialness. I ask Viv often who her friends are, and she doesn't really come home talking about any particular kids in her class that she "hangs" around. I remember Sophie was very social at this age, and had certain children she gravitated to, but Viv is very independent and not easily influenced by her peers. Mrs. Reeve suggested I ask her who she may like to have over for a playdate and I could invite a child to our house to play. This may go a long way for Viv to have her very own friend, without feeling like a 3rd wheel when her sister's friend comes over.
Mrs. Reeve says she loves Vivian and would rather have 10 Vivians in her class than 16 kids who don't talk. She called Vivian passionate. And said she is passionate about everything.
It's really wonderful to see things in a light you didn't expect.
Tuesday, December 15, 2009
What Daddy looks like
Daddy comes home tomorrow, and is frequently the topic of conversation when he is gone. The topic of Daddy comes up more often the longer he is gone, and the closer we get to his return home.
Tonight, Vivian said something about, "I don't know what Daddy looks like." She was in a joking mood. So I said something like, "You don't know what your own Daddy looks like?" Then she grinned and replied, "Yehhhs. . mama, I know what Daddy looks like. . . He has dry skin all over his face, and little fuzzy hairs on his head. And he wears a suit for a boy. And he has a skwachee beeyid."
The highlight of Sophie's day, which I found out at prayer time during the part when I ask, "And Sophie, what are you grateful for and what was your favorite part of the day?" was getting to sit "three seaters" on the bus with 2 of her friends. She also informed there is a bad kid Peter who used to ride bus 6, and now that she is on Bus 4, also rides Bus 4 with her. He has 2 spiders, one is "slightly blue" and he sings some spider song and then the song gets very quiet, and then he takes his spiders out and tries to put them on Sophie, which she doesn't like. But she is "lucky" because she rarely has to sit by Peter.
Tonight, Vivian said something about, "I don't know what Daddy looks like." She was in a joking mood. So I said something like, "You don't know what your own Daddy looks like?" Then she grinned and replied, "Yehhhs. . mama, I know what Daddy looks like. . . He has dry skin all over his face, and little fuzzy hairs on his head. And he wears a suit for a boy. And he has a skwachee beeyid."
The highlight of Sophie's day, which I found out at prayer time during the part when I ask, "And Sophie, what are you grateful for and what was your favorite part of the day?" was getting to sit "three seaters" on the bus with 2 of her friends. She also informed there is a bad kid Peter who used to ride bus 6, and now that she is on Bus 4, also rides Bus 4 with her. He has 2 spiders, one is "slightly blue" and he sings some spider song and then the song gets very quiet, and then he takes his spiders out and tries to put them on Sophie, which she doesn't like. But she is "lucky" because she rarely has to sit by Peter.
Thursday, December 10, 2009
cooking for ourselves
The other day I was in the office and heard beep-beep-beep from the microwave. I went into the kitchen to find Viv on a stool, pushing buttons on the microwave. Upon opening the oven, I found a container of french fries she had taken out of the fridge, taken off the top, and placed inside the microwave.
Sophie has never ever shown any kind of initiative when it comes to preparing her own food. I was shocked. Viv is 3.5 years old.
A couple mornings before the microwave incident, she got hold of a jar of unopened Maraschino cherries. She came into the office with a fistful of dripping cherries. The cherries are now kept in the back of the fridge on a high shelf.
Did I mention we had to get rid of the Kids' Crest toothpaste b/c she was squirting it into her mouth b/c it tastes so good?
Sophie has never ever shown any kind of initiative when it comes to preparing her own food. I was shocked. Viv is 3.5 years old.
A couple mornings before the microwave incident, she got hold of a jar of unopened Maraschino cherries. She came into the office with a fistful of dripping cherries. The cherries are now kept in the back of the fridge on a high shelf.
Did I mention we had to get rid of the Kids' Crest toothpaste b/c she was squirting it into her mouth b/c it tastes so good?
Wednesday, November 25, 2009
waiting for daddy
Daddy has been gone for a week. Vivian asks me daily when he's coming home and I tell her how many more nights have to pass until he's coming back.
She asked yesterday morning, and I said, only one more sleep. When you wake up, he'll be home.
She disappeared for a while, and things were quiet, so I was wondering where she was. Then I heard a small voice calling "Daddy! Daddy. . .." I asked her where she was and she said she was in bed. I assumed she wanted to take a nap. I asked her if she needed me, and she said, "No, I'm calling Daddy."
Later, she came down and asked me where Daddy was. I told her he will be home tomorrow.
She looked very troubled and said, "But Mommy! You said he would be here after I wake up. I went and laid down in my bed, but he's not here yet. I want Daddy."
I forget how literal their precious little minds are.
She asked yesterday morning, and I said, only one more sleep. When you wake up, he'll be home.
She disappeared for a while, and things were quiet, so I was wondering where she was. Then I heard a small voice calling "Daddy! Daddy. . .." I asked her where she was and she said she was in bed. I assumed she wanted to take a nap. I asked her if she needed me, and she said, "No, I'm calling Daddy."
Later, she came down and asked me where Daddy was. I told her he will be home tomorrow.
She looked very troubled and said, "But Mommy! You said he would be here after I wake up. I went and laid down in my bed, but he's not here yet. I want Daddy."
I forget how literal their precious little minds are.
Friday, November 20, 2009
Barbie's heart
This morning at breakfast, Sophie gave Barbie a bite of her oatmeal.
Vivian: "Let me feel her heart."
Sophie: "It's beating!"
Vivian: "That means she's alive."
Vivian: "Let me feel her heart."
Sophie: "It's beating!"
Vivian: "That means she's alive."
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