Today C was throwing a big fat fit. She had taken toilet paper in the bathroom, gotten it wet, and then put it all over the walls. You can imagine how incredibly thrilled I was. I told her she had to clean it up before dinner and that just didn't go over well with her. She told me she hated jobs. Then she sobbed big crocodile tears. She continued with tears that looked real and asked to be held. I picked her up and she said, "People don't think I'm cute anymore."
Of course they think you are cute.
Just not when there is disgusting toilet paper on the walls in the bathroom.
(On a side note, she had me cracking up earlier today when, just as I was gathering up everyone to go pick up S from preschool she came out wearing a shirt and a rubber glove on one foot. She thinks it makes her a duck. But other than that she was naked. What a funny little thing.)
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Wednesday, September 17, 2008
Just Another Day
A couple of funny phrases from today-
From C: I colo (color) too Daydoe.
From S: (and this is frequent in her prayers) Please bless us that harm will come to us. (We have got to get the NO harm thing in there.)
And the rest of the day was almost uneventful. I woke up at 4:15 and T was in the bathroom sick. He's such a good kid and takes care of so much of it himself (which reminds me that I need to go and clean their toilet tonight again.) Most of the rest of the kids were up not too much later. 4 were up when DH left at 5:45 for work.
T still was feeling stinky before school started but the color started returning to his cheeks about 45 minutes after school started and so I had him get ready and off we went. It sounds cruel I know. But after he starts to feel better he'll just play anyway and he isn't contagious or anything.
Then the preschool lady came. I gave her a couple of pieces of advice, filled out paperwork, and watched another teacher interact with S. They brought S some crayons (big fat chunky ones... NICE) and a notebook that is actually her school notebook. Of course they needed that back and S wasn't up for giving it too them. I think she really thought she could abscond with it. They just weren't direct enough and were being too sweet. It gave me a chance to tell them what works for her. It has to be direct and it has to be a command.
Today when she wouldn't stop throwing tantrums I sent her out back (and then watched her interact with the dog. She did great by the way, very gentle... progress in the making). I shut the blinds in the back door and let her scream. She knew she just needed to calm down and be quiet and she could come in but she wouldn't give in. My friend R came over and heard her and opened the door and hollered like a monster from Monsters Inc. at her. I laughed and S seemed so surprised to see a door open and have someone oogly woogly at her and then shut the door before she could get a word in. It helped. Maybe I'll try that more (or I'll just invite R over to do it for me as it's kind of entertaining for me too.)
I did bottle some tomatoes for me and a couple of quarts for someone at ballet. I hate to see people's tomatoes go to waste. They look so pretty in the jars. I did pick maybe 30 pounds of peaches today and have to figure out what to do. I need to either cute them and freeze them for smoothies, can them (which I am not so sure will get eaten as much), make jam (something I have yet to do), or dehydrate them (which I like too much and down them like candy). But I have to get moving on it because they will be ripening quick and then all of the pears as well.
Tomorrow I am going to get my behind out of bed to go swimming. We got another person to come with us so it will be more fun. And, as a little carrot to get out of bed there is that coke machine that sells the bottles for 75 cents. Now that's a reason to get out of bed at 5:30.
From C: I colo (color) too Daydoe.
From S: (and this is frequent in her prayers) Please bless us that harm will come to us. (We have got to get the NO harm thing in there.)
And the rest of the day was almost uneventful. I woke up at 4:15 and T was in the bathroom sick. He's such a good kid and takes care of so much of it himself (which reminds me that I need to go and clean their toilet tonight again.) Most of the rest of the kids were up not too much later. 4 were up when DH left at 5:45 for work.
T still was feeling stinky before school started but the color started returning to his cheeks about 45 minutes after school started and so I had him get ready and off we went. It sounds cruel I know. But after he starts to feel better he'll just play anyway and he isn't contagious or anything.
Then the preschool lady came. I gave her a couple of pieces of advice, filled out paperwork, and watched another teacher interact with S. They brought S some crayons (big fat chunky ones... NICE) and a notebook that is actually her school notebook. Of course they needed that back and S wasn't up for giving it too them. I think she really thought she could abscond with it. They just weren't direct enough and were being too sweet. It gave me a chance to tell them what works for her. It has to be direct and it has to be a command.
Today when she wouldn't stop throwing tantrums I sent her out back (and then watched her interact with the dog. She did great by the way, very gentle... progress in the making). I shut the blinds in the back door and let her scream. She knew she just needed to calm down and be quiet and she could come in but she wouldn't give in. My friend R came over and heard her and opened the door and hollered like a monster from Monsters Inc. at her. I laughed and S seemed so surprised to see a door open and have someone oogly woogly at her and then shut the door before she could get a word in. It helped. Maybe I'll try that more (or I'll just invite R over to do it for me as it's kind of entertaining for me too.)
I did bottle some tomatoes for me and a couple of quarts for someone at ballet. I hate to see people's tomatoes go to waste. They look so pretty in the jars. I did pick maybe 30 pounds of peaches today and have to figure out what to do. I need to either cute them and freeze them for smoothies, can them (which I am not so sure will get eaten as much), make jam (something I have yet to do), or dehydrate them (which I like too much and down them like candy). But I have to get moving on it because they will be ripening quick and then all of the pears as well.
Tomorrow I am going to get my behind out of bed to go swimming. We got another person to come with us so it will be more fun. And, as a little carrot to get out of bed there is that coke machine that sells the bottles for 75 cents. Now that's a reason to get out of bed at 5:30.
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
Hidden blessings
I think I need to acknowledge that there are hidden blessings all over. It occurred to me again last night.
The lab at the hospital said it was open until 7 pm (actually the lab itself didn't talk but the employee did). I came up with a little plan to get DH home by 6:30 so I could go without kids, especially the two with Hand Foot and Mouth. So DH gets home and I try to go and collect a stool sample. This isn't exactly a party I tell you. I was trying to rig the toilet to hold the sour cream container for me but I just couldn't get it to work so I decided to go back to those good ol' hands.
While I was in there C managed to get into an entire bottle of vitamin C that was in DH's work bag (and she licked a bunch of them with her virus infected tongue thus rendering them useless). She also ran off with my lab referral papers that I had set out to take.
I wasn't super thrilled about the latter. I found them a couple of minutes before the lab was going to close and therefore couldn't make it there in time. I was a little ticked but what can you do. Since it was bedtime for S (C had a long nap) I called everyone and reminded them of the time and we did scriptures and prayers together. C was acting really funny and kept rubbing her nose. That mother's intuition came to me and I told DH that I was pretty certain she had something up her nose. After we sent S off to bed (where she did anything but sleep) we got out the tweezers and a flashlight and there WAS something in her bed. This is where the hidden blessing comes in. I don't know if DH would have thought to look up her nose when she was cranky and the huge piece of watered PAPER would have been in there all night. I don't know how in the world she managed to shove that much paper up her nose. I am glad that I wasn't at the hospital when I wanted to be.
Since it was too late to go to the lab I picked and cut some peaches and pears and loaded them into the dehydrator, canned some tomatoes, did the dishes, and loaded some more laundry.
This morning I woke up later than usual (after 7 am if you can believe it) and D had wet the bed. I hate to say it but he didn't seem bothered by it. He just wanted attention for having done it. I wet the bed is not a bragging phrase. I try to praise and praise him but he just can't get enough. But I can't turn wetting the bed into a huge praise fest. I've been trying to lay it on him today though in hopes that he'll look for the attention in good places.
S's hands look worse today. The has some more blisters and so she is out of commission for a few days. She's pretty bummed that she can't play with friends. Maybe in her quasi quarantine time we can break this bad streak we are on right now with her behavior. I dropped her off to my friend R's house (just to R's front yard) so I could run into the school and check T out to go have a his blood drawn. R said S told her that her dad hadn't been obeying her when he cleaned her owie. I wasn't surprised. S tried to command me around all morning. I really believe that she thinks she is the boss and in control of everything. She just still seems so surprised that she can't get her way every time she wants to. Once we get her to believe that she isn't in charge of everything I think we'll progress a little more quickly.
I took the 4 kids to the hospital lab with anti whatever cleaner to clean whatever S touched (I kept C in my arms). T was a trooper. He didn't even cry this time and instead of picking a sticker for himself, he picked an Elmo one for C. S wasn't choosing to obey (instead she was standing on their chairs, trying to bite her leg and shoe, etc) and left screaming because she didn't get a Tootsie Roll. There's nothing like leaving a building with a kid yelling at you, "I waaaaaaaaaaaant candy." I just kept saying calmly, "I'm sorry. It's too bad you didn't choose to obey." I got a bunch of evil looks from people.
Tuesday is usually our super busy day. I'm not quite sure how today will play out. I might be switching driving to dance days.
The lab at the hospital said it was open until 7 pm (actually the lab itself didn't talk but the employee did). I came up with a little plan to get DH home by 6:30 so I could go without kids, especially the two with Hand Foot and Mouth. So DH gets home and I try to go and collect a stool sample. This isn't exactly a party I tell you. I was trying to rig the toilet to hold the sour cream container for me but I just couldn't get it to work so I decided to go back to those good ol' hands.
While I was in there C managed to get into an entire bottle of vitamin C that was in DH's work bag (and she licked a bunch of them with her virus infected tongue thus rendering them useless). She also ran off with my lab referral papers that I had set out to take.
I wasn't super thrilled about the latter. I found them a couple of minutes before the lab was going to close and therefore couldn't make it there in time. I was a little ticked but what can you do. Since it was bedtime for S (C had a long nap) I called everyone and reminded them of the time and we did scriptures and prayers together. C was acting really funny and kept rubbing her nose. That mother's intuition came to me and I told DH that I was pretty certain she had something up her nose. After we sent S off to bed (where she did anything but sleep) we got out the tweezers and a flashlight and there WAS something in her bed. This is where the hidden blessing comes in. I don't know if DH would have thought to look up her nose when she was cranky and the huge piece of watered PAPER would have been in there all night. I don't know how in the world she managed to shove that much paper up her nose. I am glad that I wasn't at the hospital when I wanted to be.
Since it was too late to go to the lab I picked and cut some peaches and pears and loaded them into the dehydrator, canned some tomatoes, did the dishes, and loaded some more laundry.
This morning I woke up later than usual (after 7 am if you can believe it) and D had wet the bed. I hate to say it but he didn't seem bothered by it. He just wanted attention for having done it. I wet the bed is not a bragging phrase. I try to praise and praise him but he just can't get enough. But I can't turn wetting the bed into a huge praise fest. I've been trying to lay it on him today though in hopes that he'll look for the attention in good places.
S's hands look worse today. The has some more blisters and so she is out of commission for a few days. She's pretty bummed that she can't play with friends. Maybe in her quasi quarantine time we can break this bad streak we are on right now with her behavior. I dropped her off to my friend R's house (just to R's front yard) so I could run into the school and check T out to go have a his blood drawn. R said S told her that her dad hadn't been obeying her when he cleaned her owie. I wasn't surprised. S tried to command me around all morning. I really believe that she thinks she is the boss and in control of everything. She just still seems so surprised that she can't get her way every time she wants to. Once we get her to believe that she isn't in charge of everything I think we'll progress a little more quickly.
I took the 4 kids to the hospital lab with anti whatever cleaner to clean whatever S touched (I kept C in my arms). T was a trooper. He didn't even cry this time and instead of picking a sticker for himself, he picked an Elmo one for C. S wasn't choosing to obey (instead she was standing on their chairs, trying to bite her leg and shoe, etc) and left screaming because she didn't get a Tootsie Roll. There's nothing like leaving a building with a kid yelling at you, "I waaaaaaaaaaaant candy." I just kept saying calmly, "I'm sorry. It's too bad you didn't choose to obey." I got a bunch of evil looks from people.
Tuesday is usually our super busy day. I'm not quite sure how today will play out. I might be switching driving to dance days.
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