Weeb, Mummy and Daddy. December 2009.
Wednesday, December 23, 2009
Tuesday, December 15, 2009
4TH BIRTHDAY
Dear Weeb,
Four years ago our lives changed forever. It was the happiest day of my life and it just keeps getting better! Happy Birthday, baby.
Four years ago our lives changed forever. It was the happiest day of my life and it just keeps getting better! Happy Birthday, baby.
Wednesday, December 2, 2009
BIRTHDAY VS CHRISTMAS
Dear Weeb,
I worry that because you are a December baby, you will always have issues with your birthday.
Your cousin was born on Dec 6. Your grandmother's birthday is December 10. Your birthday is the 15th. And then there's Christmas.
The weather is usually crud this time of year. People are busy. I worry you will always be gypped.
I will do my best to make sure your birthdays are wonderful and separate from Christmas - even if we have to have your parties on your half birthday, in June!
CHRISTMAS LIGHTS
Dear Weeb,
We've been struggling to get you to sleep in your own bed. We put up Christmas lights in your bedroom and told you that if you wanted them turned on, you had to sleep in your bed.
So far you've slept in your own room, in your own bed for two nights in a row!
Woo hoo!
Sunday, October 25, 2009
TORMADO
Dear Weeb,
We are watching The Wizard of Oz.
You said, "Maybe she is in the tormado and her momma and daddy are looking for her and the bad queen turned her around and around and there's a tomado!"
I am laughing very hard.
We are watching The Wizard of Oz.
You said, "Maybe she is in the tormado and her momma and daddy are looking for her and the bad queen turned her around and around and there's a tomado!"
I am laughing very hard.
Friday, October 23, 2009
Monday, October 19, 2009
DISCONCERTING
Dear Weeb,
I am amazed that I just heard you say 'disconcerting' in a sentence and use it correctly! However, when I asked you what it means, you don't quite know.
I am amazed that I just heard you say 'disconcerting' in a sentence and use it correctly! However, when I asked you what it means, you don't quite know.
BOYS
Dear Weeb,
You like the boys – ever since ou was old enough to bat your eyelashes.
When you first got to preschool in April 2008, you developed a crush on Christian, a 5 year old red head who treated you like you were a princess. Christian went to Kindergarten that September.
The following year, you were best friends with Jacob, who was a very active boy, a very BOY boy. You got interested in playing superheroes and getting into trouble with him. He left for Kindergarten this past September.
You said to me, “Mummy, all my best friends go away to Kindergarten.” The sad look on your face was just heartbreaking.
Recently, you have made a new friend, Evan. He’s a sweet little Asian kid and you are inseparable. I believe he is your age but has just come up from class two to your class when the older kids went to Kindergarten this year. You talk about Evan ALL the time. You play Dora and Diego together. You tell me that you are going to marry Evan and you are going to have 100 babies. You also inform me that youhasn’t told him this yet.
We had some trouble getting you to school, last Friday. You did not want to go. I don’t think anything happened at school, I think you were tired and just wanted to be home and cuddle with me and Daddy (though we had to go to work, in fact, I had to leave before you got up, that morning). You were hysterical. I ended up coming home from work and me and Daddy took you to preschool together and talked to your teacher about an event that I think was mostly invented. But it made you feel more confident. We made it very clear that Monday, we did not want the same hysterics and that you love school and most days, do not want to come home when I come pick you up.
This morning, I stayed home later than usual and got you dressed, made breakfast and reminded you that it was going to be a good day and that you love school. You were in a good mood. I left for work and you were still in a good mood. Daddy got you out the door and you were still in a good mood.
You saw Evan walking up the street as you and Daddy were parking. You got out of the car, excited and started calling Evan’s name. You were so thrilled to see him. When he finally got closer, he announced that he didn’t want to be your friend. His mom was mortified.
You were devastated.
You started to cry and cling to Daddy. He said he let a teacher know what happened and the kids went in. The teacher said she’d sort it out.
When Daddy called me I nearly started crying. My poor girl. I waited about an hour then called the school to see how you were doing. The owner answered and said you told her that you and Evan had been arguing about if it’s cold outside, or not. Nicky said, “They were arguing about the temperature, just like an old married couple.” She said you were currently sitting next to each other, playing. She said you were so darn cute together she was going to take a picture. And she did. I wonder if I have a copy of it somewhere.
I never expected so much LIFE before you were 4 years old. It is wonderful to share the joy with you, but when your heart breaks, baby girl, mine breaks, too.
When you first got to preschool in April 2008, you developed a crush on Christian, a 5 year old red head who treated you like you were a princess. Christian went to Kindergarten that September.
The following year, you were best friends with Jacob, who was a very active boy, a very BOY boy. You got interested in playing superheroes and getting into trouble with him. He left for Kindergarten this past September.
You said to me, “Mummy, all my best friends go away to Kindergarten.” The sad look on your face was just heartbreaking.
Recently, you have made a new friend, Evan. He’s a sweet little Asian kid and you are inseparable. I believe he is your age but has just come up from class two to your class when the older kids went to Kindergarten this year. You talk about Evan ALL the time. You play Dora and Diego together. You tell me that you are going to marry Evan and you are going to have 100 babies. You also inform me that youhasn’t told him this yet.
We had some trouble getting you to school, last Friday. You did not want to go. I don’t think anything happened at school, I think you were tired and just wanted to be home and cuddle with me and Daddy (though we had to go to work, in fact, I had to leave before you got up, that morning). You were hysterical. I ended up coming home from work and me and Daddy took you to preschool together and talked to your teacher about an event that I think was mostly invented. But it made you feel more confident. We made it very clear that Monday, we did not want the same hysterics and that you love school and most days, do not want to come home when I come pick you up.
This morning, I stayed home later than usual and got you dressed, made breakfast and reminded you that it was going to be a good day and that you love school. You were in a good mood. I left for work and you were still in a good mood. Daddy got you out the door and you were still in a good mood.
You saw Evan walking up the street as you and Daddy were parking. You got out of the car, excited and started calling Evan’s name. You were so thrilled to see him. When he finally got closer, he announced that he didn’t want to be your friend. His mom was mortified.
You were devastated.
You started to cry and cling to Daddy. He said he let a teacher know what happened and the kids went in. The teacher said she’d sort it out.
When Daddy called me I nearly started crying. My poor girl. I waited about an hour then called the school to see how you were doing. The owner answered and said you told her that you and Evan had been arguing about if it’s cold outside, or not. Nicky said, “They were arguing about the temperature, just like an old married couple.” She said you were currently sitting next to each other, playing. She said you were so darn cute together she was going to take a picture. And she did. I wonder if I have a copy of it somewhere.
I never expected so much LIFE before you were 4 years old. It is wonderful to share the joy with you, but when your heart breaks, baby girl, mine breaks, too.
I should mention that you have made several boys cry with the same, "I don't want to be your friend," comment. All is fair in love and preschool.
Thursday, October 15, 2009
100
Dear Weeb,
I am so impressed that my nearly four year old daughter can count to 100 all by herself!
I am so impressed that my nearly four year old daughter can count to 100 all by herself!
Monday, October 5, 2009
CUMBERSOME
Weeb: That moon is cumbersome.
Mummy: What? What does cumbersome mean, Weeb?
Weeb: Cumbersome is when the moon is full.
Wonko: Cumbersome means awkward and heavy.
*pause*
Weeb: Well actually she (the moon) IS awkward and heavy.
Hard to argue that one. LOL
Mummy: What? What does cumbersome mean, Weeb?
Weeb: Cumbersome is when the moon is full.
Wonko: Cumbersome means awkward and heavy.
*pause*
Weeb: Well actually she (the moon) IS awkward and heavy.
Hard to argue that one. LOL
Wednesday, September 30, 2009
Thursday, September 17, 2009
100 BABIES
Dear Weeb,
You have informed me that you are going to have 100 babies and live with us. You have some pretty interesting names picked for your many babies. You describe them all popping out of your belly like popcorn popping. Of course, you also insist that I call you WordGirl and your little pink stuffed monkey is called Captain Huggy Face.
I'm good with most of it except the living with us, with 100 babies part.
WHEN YOU GROW UP
Weeb: Mummy, talk to me.
Mummy: Okay. What are you going to be when you grow up?
Weeb: An adult.
Mummy: Okay. What are you going to be when you grow up?
Weeb: An adult.
Monday, August 31, 2009
GIANT BUTT
Dear Weeb,
Tonight you announced to your father, "No Daddy, you cannot have another cupcake or you will get a big belly. Like Mummy. And a big, giant BUTT!"
*blink*
We don't discuss fat in a negative way here. Once when you patted your belly and said you were growing up because your belly was growing out like mine, I said that my belly is big because I don't make healthy choices when I eat and I would feel better if I had a smaller tummy. I didn't think that would stick with you in a 'Mummy is fat' kind of way. I didn't think I'd have to start dealing with 'fat Mummy' until you were older.
*blink*
We don't discuss fat in a negative way here. Once when you patted your belly and said you were growing up because your belly was growing out like mine, I said that my belly is big because I don't make healthy choices when I eat and I would feel better if I had a smaller tummy. I didn't think that would stick with you in a 'Mummy is fat' kind of way. I didn't think I'd have to start dealing with 'fat Mummy' until you were older.
SORRY
Dear Weeb,
I was laughing about that and you added, "The loud sorry isn't really working."
You just gave me royal heck for talking too loud when your 'babies' are sleeping.
So I shouted SORRY.
You said, "Mummy, that doesn't really make sense."
I was laughing about that and you added, "The loud sorry isn't really working."
Friday, August 28, 2009
WORDS
BREAKFAST - You cannot say 'breakfast'. You call it 'breakfix' and it's darn near the cutest mispronounced word ever!
SKUNKS - This morning, when Daddy was dropping us off at school and work (his car was in the shop), we passed through a skunk smell. You commented on the smell. "What is that SMELL?" I told you it was a skunk. "Well it's just DISGUSTING!" Just hilarious to me to hear a 3.5 y/o saying disgusting!
WHAT? - You have this thing lately where you think it's hilarious to imagine something turning into something else. Example, boys turning into girls, toothbrushes turning into a cup, animals all being dead.
Wait.
What?
Yeah. You've been talking about all the animals being dead like it's funny. The dinosaurs ate them, you see.
Um...
But if I ever threaten to 'kill those cats', you get REALLY upset!
I hope I don't have to look back at this in a few years and wonder if it should have been a clue to something sinister.
I don't think you get the concept of death or dead. It's just so weird to hear her you this. It has something to do with something that you read or talked about at school, something. Because it's the two ideas together. Always starts with laughing over stuff turning into other stuff and the animals are all dead, at the end. I tell you I don't think that is funny, then you explain the dinosaurs ate them, I tell you again that I don't like that, I like animals and I think it would be funny if maybe the animals were HIDING.
Did you see that? Ten more hairs just went grey! LOL
CONTRACTIONS (LANGUAGE) - You will not use contractions anymore. If I ask you to do something that you don't want to do, you responds with, "I can not." It's so funny to hear. I know it's because you spend your day surrounded by adults and kids who speak English as a second language, and I know you knowhow to use the contraction words, but it's still funny to hear.
SKUNKS - This morning, when Daddy was dropping us off at school and work (his car was in the shop), we passed through a skunk smell. You commented on the smell. "What is that SMELL?" I told you it was a skunk. "Well it's just DISGUSTING!" Just hilarious to me to hear a 3.5 y/o saying disgusting!
WHAT? - You have this thing lately where you think it's hilarious to imagine something turning into something else. Example, boys turning into girls, toothbrushes turning into a cup, animals all being dead.
Wait.
What?
Yeah. You've been talking about all the animals being dead like it's funny. The dinosaurs ate them, you see.
Um...
But if I ever threaten to 'kill those cats', you get REALLY upset!
I hope I don't have to look back at this in a few years and wonder if it should have been a clue to something sinister.
I don't think you get the concept of death or dead. It's just so weird to hear her you this. It has something to do with something that you read or talked about at school, something. Because it's the two ideas together. Always starts with laughing over stuff turning into other stuff and the animals are all dead, at the end. I tell you I don't think that is funny, then you explain the dinosaurs ate them, I tell you again that I don't like that, I like animals and I think it would be funny if maybe the animals were HIDING.
Did you see that? Ten more hairs just went grey! LOL
CONTRACTIONS (LANGUAGE) - You will not use contractions anymore. If I ask you to do something that you don't want to do, you responds with, "I can not." It's so funny to hear. I know it's because you spend your day surrounded by adults and kids who speak English as a second language, and I know you knowhow to use the contraction words, but it's still funny to hear.
Friday, August 21, 2009
ANNOYING AND IGNORING
You confuse the words annoying and ignoring.
You've had them mixed up and mixed together for a few months now.
When we were going upstairs last night and I was giving you grief for your arms being so full of toys that I had to carry up your milk and water, you were saying, "Mummy, I know it's ignoying, but it's just something I have to do."
I nearly peed myself!
Honestly the stuff that comes out of your mouth! Excuse me, how old are you again?
You've had them mixed up and mixed together for a few months now.
When we were going upstairs last night and I was giving you grief for your arms being so full of toys that I had to carry up your milk and water, you were saying, "Mummy, I know it's ignoying, but it's just something I have to do."
I nearly peed myself!
Honestly the stuff that comes out of your mouth! Excuse me, how old are you again?
Sunday, July 19, 2009
DINOSAURS AND DRAGONS
Dear Weeb,
I am having a chuckle because you want to know why dragons aren't real if dinosaurs once were.
I told you that scientists have FOUND dinosaur bones, but nobody has found dragon bones, so if they're real, nobody has ever seen one or found proof. You went away thinking MAYBE dragons are still real but dinosaurs are extinct. You know extinct means they are all dead. From there, we started talking about animals that are on the Earth now, but may become extinct if we don't take care of the planet. Yeah, stuff I never thought I'd be talking about with a three year old! You're too smart for my own good!
I am having a chuckle because you want to know why dragons aren't real if dinosaurs once were.
I told you that scientists have FOUND dinosaur bones, but nobody has found dragon bones, so if they're real, nobody has ever seen one or found proof. You went away thinking MAYBE dragons are still real but dinosaurs are extinct. You know extinct means they are all dead. From there, we started talking about animals that are on the Earth now, but may become extinct if we don't take care of the planet. Yeah, stuff I never thought I'd be talking about with a three year old! You're too smart for my own good!
Tuesday, June 9, 2009
STRANGERS
Yesterday, I was buckling you into your car seat, in front of the daycare, when a young Asian fellow and his friend walked up (very close) and asked me something. The fellow couldn't speak English very well, but he was being very polite (other than getting WAY into my personal space, which, if you know me, is a much larger comfort zone than most people's). He was lost and trying to figure out how to get just down the street, as it turned out.
When I got into the car, this conversation took place:
Weeb: Mummy, that was a STRANGER!
Mummy: Yes, he was a stranger and - *interrupted*
Weeb: I PUNCH AND KICK HIM!
Mummy: *trying not to laugh* He was not a BAD stranger Weeb. He was very nice and was lost and just asking for directions.
Weeb: I don't talk to strangers, right, Mummy?
Me: No Weeb, you don't talk to strangers. Good remembering! NO stranger will EVER have to talk to a kid. It is okay for strangers to talk to adults, but only to adults. What do you say if a stranger talks to you?
Weeb: I say NO, YOU'RE NOT MY MUMMY OR DADDY!
Mummy: *trying not to laugh again* Very good remembering, Weeb! What you should say, if they are acting nice, is, *I put up my hand in my stop pose*, "Please talk to an adult!" And then you run to an adult that you know.
Weeb: PLEASE TALK TO AN ADULT!
Mummy: Good job, baby! (I have to stop calling her that!)
Mummy: Weeb, what would you do if a stranger told you that his puppy was lost and he needed help finding his puppy?
Weeb: I would help him find his puppy. Poor lost puppy!
Mummy: No Weeb, no stranger will EVER ask a kid to help find his puppy! That stranger is tricking you! You yell PLEASE ASK AN ADULT and then run to an adult that you know! (I don't know what the hell to teach here!)
Weeb: Strangers are tricky! (we've talked about tricky strangers before.)
Mummy: Some strangers are nice, but the MEAN strangers are very tricky. NO stranger will EVER ask a kid for help Weeb. Strangers should only talk to adults, not to kids, not ever!
We've also talked about how nobody is EVER allowed to hurt you. Nobody is EVER allowed to touch you in ways that you don't like. Your private spots are private and for you only! On and on this teaching goes.
We have been teaching you that if someone tries to take you, you are allowed to be as bad as you can be, scream and yell and punch and hit and bite so that other people can come help her. Other strangers. See where this conversation leads? We've been really enforcing that not ALL strangers are bad, but that bad strangers are very tricky and will try to trick us and they will hurt us so we have to be very smart.
We've even taught you how to hold your hand up in a stop motion and say, "STOP, I DO NOT LIKE WHAT YOU ARE DOING," even if it's to kids at school.
I hope we're not creating a monster here, though I'd much rather a bit of a monster kid than a kid who ends up missing or hurt. With any luck, you'll never experience one of these tricky monsters.
When I got into the car, this conversation took place:
Weeb: Mummy, that was a STRANGER!
Mummy: Yes, he was a stranger and - *interrupted*
Weeb: I PUNCH AND KICK HIM!
Mummy: *trying not to laugh* He was not a BAD stranger Weeb. He was very nice and was lost and just asking for directions.
Weeb: I don't talk to strangers, right, Mummy?
Me: No Weeb, you don't talk to strangers. Good remembering! NO stranger will EVER have to talk to a kid. It is okay for strangers to talk to adults, but only to adults. What do you say if a stranger talks to you?
Weeb: I say NO, YOU'RE NOT MY MUMMY OR DADDY!
Mummy: *trying not to laugh again* Very good remembering, Weeb! What you should say, if they are acting nice, is, *I put up my hand in my stop pose*, "Please talk to an adult!" And then you run to an adult that you know.
Weeb: PLEASE TALK TO AN ADULT!
Mummy: Good job, baby! (I have to stop calling her that!)
Mummy: Weeb, what would you do if a stranger told you that his puppy was lost and he needed help finding his puppy?
Weeb: I would help him find his puppy. Poor lost puppy!
Mummy: No Weeb, no stranger will EVER ask a kid to help find his puppy! That stranger is tricking you! You yell PLEASE ASK AN ADULT and then run to an adult that you know! (I don't know what the hell to teach here!)
Weeb: Strangers are tricky! (we've talked about tricky strangers before.)
Mummy: Some strangers are nice, but the MEAN strangers are very tricky. NO stranger will EVER ask a kid for help Weeb. Strangers should only talk to adults, not to kids, not ever!
We've also talked about how nobody is EVER allowed to hurt you. Nobody is EVER allowed to touch you in ways that you don't like. Your private spots are private and for you only! On and on this teaching goes.
We have been teaching you that if someone tries to take you, you are allowed to be as bad as you can be, scream and yell and punch and hit and bite so that other people can come help her. Other strangers. See where this conversation leads? We've been really enforcing that not ALL strangers are bad, but that bad strangers are very tricky and will try to trick us and they will hurt us so we have to be very smart.
We've even taught you how to hold your hand up in a stop motion and say, "STOP, I DO NOT LIKE WHAT YOU ARE DOING," even if it's to kids at school.
I hope we're not creating a monster here, though I'd much rather a bit of a monster kid than a kid who ends up missing or hurt. With any luck, you'll never experience one of these tricky monsters.
Friday, June 5, 2009
HEALTHY FOODS AND ALLERGIES
Weeb: I eat lots of healthy foods so my allergies will go away.
Mummy: Oh Weeb, healthy foods aren't going to make your allergies go away, baby.
Quiet.
Mummy: I think you going to have your allergies your whole life Weeb. I'm sorry.
Weeb: *wobbly lip* I don't want to have allergies forever!
Mummy: *wobbly lip* I know baby, I don't want you to have allergies forever, either.
Quiet.
Mummy: Hey, should we go get some fish and chips?
Weeb: Yeah! Great idea, Mum!
Mummy: Oh Weeb, healthy foods aren't going to make your allergies go away, baby.
Quiet.
Mummy: I think you going to have your allergies your whole life Weeb. I'm sorry.
Weeb: *wobbly lip* I don't want to have allergies forever!
Mummy: *wobbly lip* I know baby, I don't want you to have allergies forever, either.
Quiet.
Mummy: Hey, should we go get some fish and chips?
Weeb: Yeah! Great idea, Mum!
Saturday, May 30, 2009
AQUARIUM, UP AND A SWIM
Dear Weeb,
We packed a lot of fun into one day! Aquarium (complete with beluga and dolphin shows), train ride, petting zoo, first movie in the theater for you - Up, and swimming! Awesome weekend, so far!
We packed a lot of fun into one day! Aquarium (complete with beluga and dolphin shows), train ride, petting zoo, first movie in the theater for you - Up, and swimming! Awesome weekend, so far!
Friday, May 29, 2009
A LONG, LONG TIME AGO
Weeb: Remember yesterday, a long, long time ago, when I was two?
You are STILL using AMN'T with me. You think it's quite funny and go out of your way to use it. What's a bit frightening is that you use it in a way that would be proper... if it were a word!
You are STILL using AMN'T with me. You think it's quite funny and go out of your way to use it. What's a bit frightening is that you use it in a way that would be proper... if it were a word!
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
Monday, May 25, 2009
Thursday, May 21, 2009
NOISES
Weeb: Mummy I heard a noise.
Mummy: Well, yeah, if you listen, you'll hear lots of noises.
Weeb: From the stairs? I think it's a moooooonster!
Mummy: There are no monsters.
Weeb: I heard a little more monsters.
Mummy: There are NO monsters.
Weeb: Yes they are. My hands are scared (they are stuffed into my t-shirt).
Mummy: Willow there are no monsters.
Weeb: Momma, you're a GIANT!
Mummy: Well, yeah, if you listen, you'll hear lots of noises.
Weeb: From the stairs? I think it's a moooooonster!
Mummy: There are no monsters.
Weeb: I heard a little more monsters.
Mummy: There are NO monsters.
Weeb: Yes they are. My hands are scared (they are stuffed into my t-shirt).
Mummy: Willow there are no monsters.
Weeb: Momma, you're a GIANT!
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
AMN'T
Mummy: Did you toot? Are you tooty?
Weeb: I amn't!
Mummy: Weeb, amn't isn't a word. You mean to say I am not.
Weeb: No I amn't!
I see your logic. Why isn't AMN'T a word?
Weeb: I amn't!
Mummy: Weeb, amn't isn't a word. You mean to say I am not.
Weeb: No I amn't!
I see your logic. Why isn't AMN'T a word?
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
I DON'T WANT TO BE A BOY
Weeb: Mummy, I don't want to be a boy. I want to stay being a girl so I can turn five and go to Kindergarten.
Mummy: Uh. Okay. Do you think you are going to turn into a boy?
Weeb: No! That's just silly, Momma!
Mummy: Uh. Okay. Do you think you are going to turn into a boy?
Weeb: No! That's just silly, Momma!
Wednesday, April 8, 2009
GET ME KID?
Dear Weeb,
While at the airport the other day, you, my darling offspring, upon being told that you had to hold somebody's hand, say to me, "I don't have to do what you say."
So I grab you by the arm and get down to your eye level and tell you that you WILL do what I say because what I tell you to do is to keep you safe so you don't get hit by a car or a bad person doesn't take you and hurt you (yes, your mother is one of THOSE mothers). Get me kid?
"I get you momma," you say.
I have no doubt that we will be repeating this conversation many times.
While at the airport the other day, you, my darling offspring, upon being told that you had to hold somebody's hand, say to me, "I don't have to do what you say."
So I grab you by the arm and get down to your eye level and tell you that you WILL do what I say because what I tell you to do is to keep you safe so you don't get hit by a car or a bad person doesn't take you and hurt you (yes, your mother is one of THOSE mothers). Get me kid?
"I get you momma," you say.
I have no doubt that we will be repeating this conversation many times.
BARGAINING
Dear Weeb,
You have been so funny lately... when you're having a meltdown (like if I take something away or put my foot down in any way) you'll get into the bargaining. Here are some of your favorites:
"Not yet, not yet! Ten more minutes!"
"I really, really, really, really, REALLY don't want to!"
"I promise, I promise I won't do again I PROMISE!"
Occasionally we'll catch you in the middle of a long tragic rant to yourself that includes:
"Nobody understands me."
"Nobody believes me."
"Nobody likes me."
I have no idea where you got the last three from. Well the nobody believes me might be from THE BOY WHO CRIED WOLF that we have been telling you about, trying to explain about lying. We also get the occasional, "I promise I'm not lying, Mummy," from that one. You are a serious little riot!
You have been so funny lately... when you're having a meltdown (like if I take something away or put my foot down in any way) you'll get into the bargaining. Here are some of your favorites:
"Not yet, not yet! Ten more minutes!"
"I really, really, really, really, REALLY don't want to
"I promise, I promise I won't do
Occasionally we'll catch you in the middle of a long tragic rant to yourself that includes:
"Nobody understands me
"Nobody believes me
"Nobody likes me
I have no idea where you got the last three from. Well the nobody believes me might be from THE BOY WHO CRIED WOLF that we have been telling you about, trying to explain about lying. We also get the occasional, "I promise I'm not lying, Mummy," from that one. You are a serious little riot!
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
3 YEAR OLD ATTITUDE
Dear Weeb,
The other day, I sneaked into the kitchen, knowing you would come looking for me and I was going to say BOO (because I'm mean like that).
You didn't bite. You sat in the living room and upon realising I was no longer there said, "Mum?" Pause. "Mum?" Pause.
Then you said something I didn't quite hear.
I'm still in the kitchen trying not to laugh, just waiting for you to come looking.
Finally you said, "FINE Mum! If you're not going to talk to me, then I'm not talking to you either!"
What? Kid, you're THREE! LOL
The other day, I sneaked into the kitchen, knowing you would come looking for me and I was going to say BOO (because I'm mean like that).
You didn't bite. You sat in the living room and upon realising I was no longer there said, "Mum?" Pause. "Mum?" Pause.
Then you said something I didn't quite hear.
I'm still in the kitchen trying not to laugh, just waiting for you to come looking.
Finally you said, "FINE Mum! If you're not going to talk to me, then I'm not talking to you either!"
What? Kid, you're THREE! LOL
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
INTERVIEW WITH WEEB (AGE 3)
Weeb turned 3 in December. This was a FaceBook Interview thing that was going around, at the time.
1. What is something mommy always says to you?
Weeb: No.
2. What makes mommy happy?
Weeb: My mouth when I smile.
3. What makes mommy sad?
Weeb: Well, not listening.
4. How does your mommy make you laugh?
Weeb: You laugh and laugh and you do this *jumps* and the thing goes pop and I laugh and it's funny.
5. What was your mommy like as a child?
Weeb: Blue.
6. How old is your mommy?
Weeb: 12.
7. How tall is your mommy?
Weeb: *points to top of my head, I'm sitting* This tall.
8. What is her favorite thing to do?
Weeb: Type.
9. What does your mommy do when you're not around?
Weeb: *dances in a circle*
10. If your mommy becomes famous, what will it be for?
Weeb: *jumps up and down*
11. What is your mommy really good at?
Weeb: She's good at doing Animal Crossing.
12. What is your mommy not very good at?
Weeb: *demonstrates a headstand*
13. What does your mommy do for a job?
Weeb: Listen to your boss.
14.What is your mommy's favorite food?
Weeb: Sandwich (I am not a fan of sandwiches).
15.What makes you proud of your mommy?
Weeb: Clap.
16. If your mom were a cartoon character, who would she be?
Weeb: Dance girl (I think my kid is confusing me with herself). That's a good question, Mum.
17. What do you and your mommy do together?
Weeb: We match cards.
18. How are you and your mommy the same?
Weeb: We're both tall enough.
19. How are you and your mommy different?
Weeb: We are different like this *rubs belly*, our human body.
20. How do you know your mommy loves you?
Weeb: Every day.
21. What does your mommy like most about your dad?
Weeb: He do-s everything he knows.
22. Where is your mommy's favorite place to go?
Weeb: Grandma's house.
1. What is something mommy always says to you?
Weeb: No.
2. What makes mommy happy?
Weeb: My mouth when I smile.
3. What makes mommy sad?
Weeb: Well, not listening.
4. How does your mommy make you laugh?
Weeb: You laugh and laugh and you do this *jumps* and the thing goes pop and I laugh and it's funny.
5. What was your mommy like as a child?
Weeb: Blue.
6. How old is your mommy?
Weeb: 12.
7. How tall is your mommy?
Weeb: *points to top of my head, I'm sitting* This tall.
8. What is her favorite thing to do?
Weeb: Type.
9. What does your mommy do when you're not around?
Weeb: *dances in a circle*
10. If your mommy becomes famous, what will it be for?
Weeb: *jumps up and down*
11. What is your mommy really good at?
Weeb: She's good at doing Animal Crossing.
12. What is your mommy not very good at?
Weeb: *demonstrates a headstand*
13. What does your mommy do for a job?
Weeb: Listen to your boss.
14.What is your mommy's favorite food?
Weeb: Sandwich (I am not a fan of sandwiches).
15.What makes you proud of your mommy?
Weeb: Clap.
16. If your mom were a cartoon character, who would she be?
Weeb: Dance girl (I think my kid is confusing me with herself). That's a good question, Mum.
17. What do you and your mommy do together?
Weeb: We match cards.
18. How are you and your mommy the same?
Weeb: We're both tall enough.
19. How are you and your mommy different?
Weeb: We are different like this *rubs belly*, our human body.
20. How do you know your mommy loves you?
Weeb: Every day.
21. What does your mommy like most about your dad?
Weeb: He do-s everything he knows.
22. Where is your mommy's favorite place to go?
Weeb: Grandma's house.
Sunday, March 1, 2009
SAD DADDY
Mummy: *teasing Weeb* Look, you made Daddy sad. He's crying.
Weeb: *not buying it* Well I don't see any tears.
Weeb: *not buying it* Well I don't see any tears.
Saturday, February 28, 2009
WEEB ART FEB/09
FROM MY BLOG:
This is from Feb 2009. Weeb infoms me that this is a picture of her allergy doctor and the scared little girl who had her turn after us. She patted the picture of the little scared girl and told her it was okay, there's nothing to be frightened of. LOL
I'm not sure what this one was about (she had only just turned 3 when she drew these) but they look an awful lot like Balloon People and perhaps a Balloon Cat.
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
ALLERGIES
Dear Weeb,
The allergist said you have a severe allergy to hazelnuts and a slight allergy to peanuts.
I know a slight allergy to peanuts can be a bad thing though.
We were overwhelmed at the appointment and I'm not sure what it all means, other than we need to get Epi Pens for you.
I am terrified and heartbroken for you.
The allergist advised that you might grow out of it and to have you retested in a couple of years.
Testing was hell, by the way. I was being tested at the same time. I wish now that I hadn't done that because I couldn't move when they were testing you, so you sat with Daddy. It hurt to do it though and you screamed, hysterically. My poor girl.
I'm so, so sorry.
The allergist said you have a severe allergy to hazelnuts and a slight allergy to peanuts.
I know a slight allergy to peanuts can be a bad thing though.
We were overwhelmed at the appointment and I'm not sure what it all means, other than we need to get Epi Pens for you.
I am terrified and heartbroken for you.
The allergist advised that you might grow out of it and to have you retested in a couple of years.
Testing was hell, by the way. I was being tested at the same time. I wish now that I hadn't done that because I couldn't move when they were testing you, so you sat with Daddy. It hurt to do it though and you screamed, hysterically. My poor girl.
I'm so, so sorry.
Monday, January 19, 2009
ALLERGIES?
Dear Weeb,
We are a bit freaked about the allergic reaction you had at school today (we think to hazelnut).
Your eyes swelled up and you got red blotches on your face. I noticed a welt on your cheek later that I thought was weeping, but that may have been something else or a scratch because it disappeared pretty fast. The swollen eyes were scary though! Clinic told us to give you Benadryl (which you went crazy after taking - I think you had a bad reaction to it). The clinic doctor (who was a bit of an idiot) said your airways sounded perfect. He also said it wasn't a severe allergy and not to worry about allergy testing. Uh huh. I think we will be going to talk to the family doctor and see about testing. You've never had a reaction to anything (that I've ever noticed) before. I'm pretty observant. But I also know that any reaction can mean a severe reaction is next.
You had hazelnut spread at the daycare for snack time. You had a few bites and didn't want anymore. You've had it before at the daycare, but never with me. No more nuts, of any kind, until I talk to our doctor! Scary stuff. But I'm glad it wasn't her airway!
I'm allergic to apples (or maybe a pesticide?) and my tongue and mouth get itchy and I get welts on my lips. Happens with a few other fruits and veg, too. And I get wicked hay fever. Fun stuff.
We'll see our family doctor next week and see what he says. I really want you to see an allergist. You're currently doing well, aside from yet another cold. This one has been going on about a week now. Started with a fever, then plugged up nosey, now a cough. And we all know what happens when you get coughs. Is it Spring yet?
(Update 2010 - After giving it more thought, I do recall your previous daycare lady telling us that your eyes seemed swollen one day. They had given you peanut butter. By the time I came to pick you up, your eyes weren't swollen anymore. I never gave it a lot of thought as I didn't think swelling eyes was a sign of nut allergy.)
We are a bit freaked about the allergic reaction you had at school today (we think to hazelnut).
Your eyes swelled up and you got red blotches on your face. I noticed a welt on your cheek later that I thought was weeping, but that may have been something else or a scratch because it disappeared pretty fast. The swollen eyes were scary though! Clinic told us to give you Benadryl (which you went crazy after taking - I think you had a bad reaction to it). The clinic doctor (who was a bit of an idiot) said your airways sounded perfect. He also said it wasn't a severe allergy and not to worry about allergy testing. Uh huh. I think we will be going to talk to the family doctor and see about testing. You've never had a reaction to anything (that I've ever noticed) before. I'm pretty observant. But I also know that any reaction can mean a severe reaction is next.
You had hazelnut spread at the daycare for snack time. You had a few bites and didn't want anymore. You've had it before at the daycare, but never with me. No more nuts, of any kind, until I talk to our doctor! Scary stuff. But I'm glad it wasn't her airway!
I'm allergic to apples (or maybe a pesticide?) and my tongue and mouth get itchy and I get welts on my lips. Happens with a few other fruits and veg, too. And I get wicked hay fever. Fun stuff.
We'll see our family doctor next week and see what he says. I really want you to see an allergist. You're currently doing well, aside from yet another cold. This one has been going on about a week now. Started with a fever, then plugged up nosey, now a cough. And we all know what happens when you get coughs. Is it Spring yet?
(Update 2010 - After giving it more thought, I do recall your previous daycare lady telling us that your eyes seemed swollen one day. They had given you peanut butter. By the time I came to pick you up, your eyes weren't swollen anymore. I never gave it a lot of thought as I didn't think swelling eyes was a sign of nut allergy.)
Thursday, January 1, 2009
DOROTHY
Dear Weeb,
One of our neighbors, a lady you and I both really liked, passed away. Her name was Dorothy and she gave you the wooden rocking chair that's in your room.
It has been very difficult explaining death to you. You're only 3. You're sad, but seem to sort of understand that she's not coming back.
It absolutely breaks my heart to see you sad and trying to understand such a grown up concept. You're a sensitive kid.
This will be ultimately good though. You need to know about some of the sad stuff in life and it helps us remind you that Hobbit is a very old cat and at some point soon, she may pass away, too.
(Added in 2010 - you still talk about her, almost 2 years later.)
One of our neighbors, a lady you and I both really liked, passed away. Her name was Dorothy and she gave you the wooden rocking chair that's in your room.
It has been very difficult explaining death to you. You're only 3. You're sad, but seem to sort of understand that she's not coming back.
It absolutely breaks my heart to see you sad and trying to understand such a grown up concept. You're a sensitive kid.
This will be ultimately good though. You need to know about some of the sad stuff in life and it helps us remind you that Hobbit is a very old cat and at some point soon, she may pass away, too.
(Added in 2010 - you still talk about her, almost 2 years later.)
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