I swear we must do this kind of thing at least once on most days. She's 4 and 1/2 and is already learning how to manage noticeably well in high heels. I've tried to dissuade her. So far, she's not being deterred. :)
My little girl woke up this morning with nausea and threw up as she was walking down the hall--twice. Poor baby. This is no fun. Well, school is out of the question and daddy, who was going to be relieved by grandma to go to a dental apt. in San Antonio may well just decide to reschedule that apt. and stay here with my little girl.
My 4 1/2 year old daughter has been in a game playing mood all day today and if you have kids and you're like me, eventually you need a break just to sit and be entertained simply by sitting and doing nothing else: a kid's worst nightmare. To these little people that seems like a 'punishment' of some kind. I tried to get around this at one point today, since she was in the business of creating new games out of thin air, by suggesting a new game called the 'Sit on Your Butt' Game. Participants, I explained, would sit on their butts in one place on--that's right! You guessed correctly: The couch!--and the one who lasted the longest by resisting that incredible urge to get up and run around, would win! It didn't work. She just laughed at me, but at least I was trying a little creative take on "Sorry baby, daddy needs to rest." which is eventually what I said anyway. If their constant movement doesn't make you long for an extended session in a zero-gravity tank (even though you really don't know what that's like, although a lot of things are sounding really good right about now) their endless chatter likely will. I said to my daughter at one point earlier today, "doesn't your jaw ever ache from the sheer amount of talking that you do? If I talked that much mine would surely hurt, no doubt. You know....one day you're going to consider silence a sacred rite. You could start to consider that valuable at any time...and I would honor you completely in that." *smile* She looked at me smiling because I was smiling, but of course this was just a minor public soliloquy from myself to myself as my words glided effortlessly over the tops of her clouds. Ahhh. Parenting...
Not Long. I'm going to time it. We put them on with Elmer's. It's funny, but this kind of stuff I have no idea of what to actually do with it...
Grandma Joan saw these and picked them up. One thing I can tell you is, this stuff starts early!
