Toddlers, teens & tantrums... You name it, I've dealt with it and I'll tell it like it is.
Friday, 19 December 2014
Atonement Gingerbread men
Saving my sanity
4 year olds are a force to be reckoned with. Lately, I'd been on the losing end of a twin terror tag team - getting ready for preschool was a vein busting shouting match. Getting them to eat breakfast was like asking them to put dirt in their mouths (not like I ever did, but you know, it was a jam sandwich and girl twin had to cry a river just to have 3 bites so we could head out the door?). Commuting on the train was me versus them versus the staring fellow commuters. *groan* You get the picture...
Then one evening I just about had enough and went kinda ballistic shouting, "That's it! I'm going straight to the shops and buying a cane!!" Did I get the terrified response and pleas I hoped for? No. They giggled like I said the funniest thing on earth. Diabolical I tell you.
I was still fuming when I picked up the slender 2 foot long smoothened bamboo. As I held it in my hands walking up and down the aisle buying random things - a measuring tape ( cos I couldn't find the one I had at home the last I wanted to use it) and a plastic converted toilet roll dispenser (wow I've finally found it!), I was tapping myself oaths calves worth that tool of discipline trying to walk off my fury. I must've been a sight because the store staff were watching me as I paced holding this strange array of provisions.
I go back upstairs and aren't the twins just happy as clams. Impervious to how mad they made me all the way home after work and school. I soften. Why do they have to look so cute?
I whip the cane about in the air and lay down the law, "The next time you do this that and the other you guys are gonna get it!" Boy twin smiles like I've made a promise to bring him to the candy store of he's good. I give up.
Then I think, "Do I really want my kids terrified of me because I can inflict bodily hurt on them as punishment?"
I hide the cane in the store room or of sight. Out of my sight. I never want to use that on them.
They finish up dinner , I go have a shower and some thinking time on the loo ... Then I find these Facebook pages called Tru parenting & Joyful courage.
I realized I had been totally disconnected from my kids for a while because of work and my own distractions. I forgot what joyful children they were when we used to play together... When was the last time I really played with them? I couldn't remember. (Cue emotional mum in the shower now)
So I sorted myself out. I was going to go back out there and just live them. Then followed a peaceful night. Bath time and tooth brushing done without years and without a fight. All I was doing was holding their hand in mine, looking them in the eyes and smiling, kissing them... And letting our hearts connect again with gentle words and forgiveness of myself
and them... Though they were just being 4 year olds.
I was the one that needed that cane. Just to remind me of what I didn't want parenting to be like.
Tuesday, 2 December 2014
Putting up a Christmas tree with three year olds ... Fun & Frantic
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She decided that taking a picture of the nail plug and the hole in the wall was more interesting than Christmas tree decorating... |
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Farewell brave friend...you have fought the good fight. |
3. Don't be surprised if your child hasn't the focus or perseverance to get through the whole process. Let him do what he can then thank him for helping. Secretly reposition the 10 baubles he hung on the same branch without him around.
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Girl twin's photo of the decorations |
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First he wanted this star, but then chose the cherub when he realized there was one in the box |
Saturday, 12 April 2014
Stop Shushing Me!!
Thankfully though, libraries are evolving... as are the librarians.
The Jurong Regional Library has just opened an amazing children's section down in Basement 1 (Yup, keep them noisy buggers underground whilst the rest of the world reads some Deepak Chopra in blissful and tranquil armchairs upstairs).
I have yet to bring the twins to go "Tasmanian Devil" on their gorgeous set up, but truly, this was a space that showed acceptance and love for children to be children. Check out these pictures of the space you can enjoy with your kids this weekend.
So here's what it looks like on the outside... you can get there by taking the MRT to Jurong East and walking through the JCube Mall. (look out for the exit after Yamazuki bakery. The library's just across the road from there>)
Then you see wonderful spacious areas for different activities and literacy enhancing activities, like this dramatic-play theaterette, where your kiddos can don costumes and use hand puppets to act out the stories you're reading to them.
I love the theaterette ambience... |
Lots of space for adults to make themselves comfy too...
Little fingers will enjoy the activity boards on the walls |
Love the toys on the wall :) |
They even have a section to encourage literacy in Mandarin, Malay and Tamil... I particularly liked the cubes suspended from the ceiling with the characters from the different languages.
Friday, 28 March 2014
Dolls that last and last and last...
The Double-G tag team |
Thursday, 27 March 2014
Hop on the Eyeliner Express
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3 socks is just right |
- I woke up early (despite disrupted sleep spanning all of 5 hours -thanks again to that overdose of sugar and cocoa)
- Cooked an awesome dinner that's going to be waiting for me when I get home tonight (I wanted to post pictures of my spicy tom yam style soup and stir fried cabbage but that would've made me late and my phone was charging anyway)
- The kids got ready for school fairly fuss free (maybe only a 4 on a scale of 1 - 10) and 3 yr old Mr. I, insisted on wearing 2 socks on 1 foot and 1 on the other...all 3 of different colours. I let him because it's fun and cute and I didn't have time to insist on him adhering to the norm. (Not that he has to at 3 yrs old anyway... When else in his life can he get away with this right?)
- We managed to take the train instead of a cab ($14 saved! Woot woot!)
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GIMME!!! |
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eye liner express |
Wednesday, 26 March 2014
Parents need to be Rhinos
In my 17 years of parenting, these have been our super "I wish I had a bag over my head now" moments...
- Mommy, why do you have a bum bum? ~ Miss J at 3 years old in a crowded train.
- Mommy, the sperm swims to the egg right? ~ In a crowded bus, thanks to school teaching about human reproduction when Miss E was 8 years old.
- Dad, this is where Aunty Nancy used to stay with Uncle Luke right? ~ Whilst in the cab with Aunty Nancy's new boyfriend Uncle Mel... then when gestured to shush up, Miss E at 9 years old says "Oh you mean Uncle Mel didn't know about Uncle Luke?" *facepalm*
- "So big! So big! Why? Why Mommy? Why??" ~ Mr. I at almost 2 years old when a large woman entered the elevator with us.
Things I wish I could do for my kids
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