I hear it all day long. The answer to every question! No means no, no means yes, and no means maybe but the answer is “No”. “No” describes my life with a two year old.
Would you like to eat? “No”.
Let’s go potty. “No”.
It is time for bed. “No”.
Which shirt would you like to wear? “No”.
Would you like to say hi to Grandma? “No”.
Would you like to go visit Nanny? “No”.
I have developed a habit of asking my son questions and giving him options continuously so he feels like he has control over his little life. I’ve read it often in parenting toddler books, articles, etc so it has become a habit I’ve made. Now that the answer to every question has turned into ‘no’, my desire to ask questions has turned into a desire to advise what our next move will be. Alas, my habit continues so the expected response will be “No” and despite public opinion, I know I’m still in charge.
I am aware that despite his “No” with conviction, there is a strong possibility that it may in fact mean, “Okay, Mommy.”
Out and about during my regular outings with my one and two year old, we are known to pick up a toasted blueberry bagel with strawberry cream cheese and/or a toasted sesame bagel with herb and garlic cream cheese at our favourite coffee shop. I justify the bagel as part of their diets for their need for fat and calcium accompanied by the filling bagel.
The following is a description of the service I received from various door companies while seeking to repair my garage door.
We have had a problem recently with our garage door closing unevenly. Our door was fully functional, just had a gap on the bottom of the one side when it was closed (obviously). We googled how to repair the door and came upon some excellent videos to help us out. We didn’t have the correct tools for the job and due to the risk of something breaking, we decided we’d hire a professional in garage doorland. Since, I`m home and have a more flexible schedule, I`ll make the arrangements for repair. Continue reading →
I expressed recently in Life With a Toddler… Is A Rollercoaster how my two year old toddler mealtimes were chaotic. At the time I wrote this post, I was at the highest point of tension with meals. We experienced various forms of expression during grace, he’d rather discuss all of the other things he would rather be eating than what I’ve prepared. Flying food was almost inevitable. A short few days later, I changed my attitude. I stopped fighting.
If I haven’t told you already, I have a deep admiration for my wonderful, wise husband. He is analytical, just like me (poor us) so we are often able to debate, discuss and analyze any topic…. to death.
When I first met my husband, he came to me disciplined, driven, full of life experiences to share and oh so much more. One thing I knew I could count on was that he would be… On Time. Can you believe it? Isn’t it wonderful to know that there is someone who is predictable and dependable. He does not like to be late, he would cancel rather than arrive late somewhere. His strong desire to arrive on time has been an excellent influence on me. I was always the one flying in at the last second, I was known to be the one applying my make up while driving, pressing snooze fifteen times (despite moving my alarm clock completely across the room) and leaving for my destination at the last minute with only perfect driving conditions considered. Continue reading →
Wow! Thank you so much forhisgloryandpraise for your kind words and nomination for the Versatile Blogger Award. I was away for so long and am so blessed to receive this acknowledgement by you today. Please take a few minutes to read forhisgloryandpraise, she is a stay at home mom, homeschooling mom and a Christian Blogger, she has great messages to inspire, share and encourage you to think, including her testimony shared in Church-Hardened. Continue reading →
I went in to visit my last employer and I was invited to play in an outdoor soccer league this summer. Hmmm… Something to consider, I suppose. I would think about it, chat with my wonderful partner, and check it out.
I went for the first practice of the season to see if I would have the skills to be on the team and consider whether I should join. I left home, only thinking of myself. It was a feeling I hadn’t had since I was single many years ago. Back then, I was taking dance lessons, working full time and part time and taking College courses on the side. Free time was rare and if anyone asked me to do something and I had the time free, I would say yes only because I didn’t know how to say no. Continue reading →
Spring has sprung. I glance out the window and realize the blazing sun means mommy and sons need to be outside and not cooped up in our home. I’ve recently received a blessing in our home to help ensure I will be treasuring more time with my boys during the warm enough to be outside season. Our computer is officially cooked. Burnt actually. A few weeks ago, I clicked on something and then there was nothing. Dead. I occasionally walk by and press the power button, in hopes that an electrical charge has zapped it back into operation but to my dismay it has failed to ignite. We are computerless. These are the days that I wish I was a computer genius just so I’d know if all of my unbacked up photos are gone for good or if I could replace something and be back in operation. The truth is, I do believe it has been time for a new computer for a while but I haven’t made it a priority. And now that I have no choice and didn’t budget for it, we will remain computerless until I make it a priority.
I’ve missed blog world, my new friendships, writing companions and encouraging pals. I shall be back again another day. Continue reading →
Recently I was able to enjoy my one year old son’s birthday. He is at a wonderful stage. He is curious, interactive, filled with sweet smiles and relatively predictable behaviour. He is such a pleasure. This birthday reminded me that we celebrated our older child’s first birthday only a year and a half ago. I try to recall what he was like at that time, was he talking? Mischievous? or sweet as pie like his little brother? I have kept a scribbler of memories that seem significant enough to write down but the truth is, I don’t recall. I am glad for the few, short-clip videos I have taken, just for these occasions. Continue reading →