Thursday, August 30, 2007

Like my turtle?

Taye was playing in his tent today. At one point he popped his head out, like so:



and told me, "I'm a turtle."

So I said, "Oh, hi turtle!" and he told me he was hiding and popped back into his shell. He came out at one point to tell me the turtle was sleeping, then back in he went. Later, Darius joined him:



Taye pointed to Darius and said, "Thats a baby turtle!"

Gotta love the Salvation Army

The boys and I headed out last night to give Luis some space to work on the new bathroom. We ran some very important errands. We went to Michales to get more pipe cleaners because we already finshed the pack we had (Taye is very into pipe cleaner sculpting). We stopped into Petco just because its next to Michaels, and we got some treats for Cookie Monster. Then we went up the street to the Salvation Army, just for the heck of it. We found a nice tricycle for...(drumroll, please) 3 bucks! The boys wanted to ride it right then, and were very careful to check and make sure I put it in the trunk before I could buckle them into their carseats. Of course they both fell asleep on the way home, so they didn't get to ride it until today. But I think they've already had three dollars worth of fun on it just today, it was definitely a bargain.













Wednesday, August 29, 2007

A Little Balance

So last week we went grocery shopping. Outside Market Basket the have one of those ride on trucks that you can put money in and make it move. Its broken, but the boys don't care, and they play on it every week after we finish shopping. Taye has always left without a problem, and last week was no exception.

He took my hand and jumped down, and we started walking across the sidewalk towards the parking lot. He often likes to jump while I'm holding his hand, which makes it hard to hang on to him, and sometimes I'll lose my grip and he'll drop to the ground. Thats what happened last week. As he was working on getting up, I heard this voice say "Uh, uh, uh...here comes Santy Clause" (who?) I didn't even realize it had anything to do with us until this old lady leaned over Taye, wagging her finger and said "You're not gonna get any presents, you'd better get back over there with your Mommy!" I gave her this look, probably much like the one on your face right now, and said "He's fine, I can handle it." She just said "oh" and started laughing. Then I said, "We don't believe in Santa Clause anyway" took Taye's hand, and walked away. I was fuming (Taye couldn't have cared less) and it has really bugged me since. First of all - he wasn't even doing anything remotely wrong, he fell! And second - even if he was, who the hell does she think she is?!? Butt out! I was glad though, that I actually said something. I am pretty much a doormat, and have always been worried that I wouldn't be able to stand up for my kids, since I never do for myself. So I admit I was a bit proud of myself.

Well, today we went back to Market Basket. They have these horrible contraptions I am forced to use, which is basically a regular carriage with an extra bench seat attached. Its like driving a Mack truck through the store. We were about halfway done when I noticed an older lady sneaking looks at the boys and smiling. (It always cracks me up how people do that - its like they want to see them, but don't want to stare. I say stare away, I mean I get to see them all day, and I can't stop staring half the time!) We finally made eye contact and she told me how good they were being. I smiled and agreed. Then she leaned down to them and said "What good boys you are, sitting there while Mommy does her shopping! Your Mommy must be so proud of you. You are two good boys!" I told her they are wonderful and I am very proud of them. It made me so happy, she really made my day. It even made me forget about that other lady. :o)

Tuesday, August 28, 2007

Monkey see...

Not long after Luis got home, we were all in the bedroom hanging out. After a while, Taye and Darius headed to the livingroom, and a few minutes later I heard giggling. I went to check it out. Taye had an entire container of raisins, and Darius wanted some too. Taye was sharing, but making Darius work for it. Taye would scoot on his butt (remind you of someone else?) and Darius would have to chase after him. Eventually Darius would catch up (after all, he has been practicing more than Taye) and he would snag some raisins. Taye was laughing the whole time, it was so funny.


Here he comes!



Hmm, whatcha got there?





Aha - got some!





Off Taye goes (note the head start)...











Got some more



And he's off again!



I really wish I liked them :o)
Who knew having a plumber around all day could be so much fun? OK, lets be honest, it was the giant box that made it fun.













Just Pictures (Yummy ones)














Hey!

I believe I have mentioned on here before that Darius is a punk. I already wrote about how he will stand on the seat of his Cozy Coupe, look me in the eye, and say "sit! sit! sit!" He has added a few more lines recently. Lately, everything is "hey!" Yesterday, for example, he repeatedly knocked over my amazing towers (you would think by now I know not to get attached, but really they are a work of art) and said "hey!" He opened the mailbox, slammed the lid shut, and said "hey!" He pushed me over in bed - "hey!" And he says it with such a mocking, sarcastic tone. I hate sarcasm. He also likes to scoot his butt over to Taye, grab his shirt and say "go! go!" as in "let go." Something tells me he is going to make life even more interesting around here as he gets older.

Monday, August 27, 2007




We went blueberry picking again yesterday. I brought my camera, but didn't take many pictures, since it was pretty much the same as the last time we went blueberry picking. We had fun, and got a ton of blueberries, now I just have to figure out what to do with them! I did take this picture that I like of a rogue raspberry bush we found (and enjoyed) among the blueberries.




And the gorgeous view of Mt. Monadnock just behind the blueberry fields.



Eeww!

We were all out on the porch today, Darius and I were looking through a crappy catalog. Taye was sitting quietly right next to me on the floor, I was not paying any attention to what he was doing. Then I heard him say "I broke the caterpillar!" and when I looked over he had half a caterpillar in his hand. It was disgusting!

Saturday, August 25, 2007

Darius' revenge

You may remember this picture.



I took it last November, when Darius was still tiny and helpless. He never forgot it, and now he has paid Taye back for it.



Quotable Taye

Here are some recent favorites.

The other day we were getting ready for our walk. I had just finished dressing both boys and left them on the couch to go get something from the kitchen. A minute later I heard Taye say, "Hey! Don't take your shoes off, I'll beat you senseless!!"

That same day on our walk Taye was in the stroller giving himself high-fives. He asked me, "Mama, do you want some high-fives too?" Nah.

We like to play with a spray bottle, especially when its hot out. I filled it up tonight and sprayed Taye. He laughed and said, "Hey, cut that out!"






If you're wondering, those are my pajama pants. If you're still wondering, I can't help you because I just don't know...

Monday, August 20, 2007

Where has this been??

A lady just posted this on one of my messageboards. Its an article from the Harvard University Gazette in 1998. I wonder why it wasn't front-page news??

Children Need Touching and Attention, Harvard Researchers Say
By Alvin Powell
Contributing Writer

America's "let them cry" attitude toward children may lead to more fears and tears among adults, according to two Harvard Medical School researchers.

Instead of letting infants cry, American parents should keep their babies close, console them when they cry, and bring them to bed with them, where they'll feel safe, according to Michael L. Commons and Patrice M. Miller, researchers at the Medical School's Department of Psychiatry.
The pair examined childrearing practices here and in other cultures and say the widespread American practice of putting babies in separate beds -- even separate rooms -- and not responding quickly to their cries may lead to incidents of post-traumatic stress and panic disorders when these children reach adulthood.

The early stress resulting from separation causes changes in infant brains that makes future adults more susceptible to stress in their lives, say Commons and Miller. "Parents should recognize that having their babies cry unnecessarily harms the baby permanently, " Commons said. "It changes the nervous system so they're overly sensitive to future trauma." The Harvard researchers' work is unique because it takes a cross-disciplinary approach, examining brain function, emotional learning in infants, and cultural differences, according to Charles R. Figley, director of the Traumatology Institute at Florida StateUniversity and editor of The Journal of Traumatology.

"It is very unusual but extremely important to find this kind of interdisciplinary and multidisciplinary research report," Figley said."It accounts for cross-cultural differences in children's emotional response and their ability to cope with stress, including traumatic stress."
Figley said Commons and Miller's work illuminates a route of further study and could have implications for everything from parents' efforts to intellectually stimulate infants to practices such as circumcision.

Commons has been a lecturer and research associate at the Medical School's Department of Psychiatry since 1987 and is a member of the Department's Program in Psychiatry and the Law.
Miller has been a research associate at the School's Program in Psychiatry and the Law since 1994 and an assistant professor of psychology at Salem State College since 1993. She received master's and doctorate degrees in human development from the Graduate School of Education.
The pair say that American childrearing practices are influenced by fears that children will grow up dependent. But they say that parents are on the wrong track: physical contact and reassurance will make children more secure and better able to form adult relationships when they finally head out on their own.

"We've stressed independence so much that it's having some very negative side effects," Miller said. The two gained the spotlight in February when they presented their ideas at the American Association for the Advancement of Science's annual meeting in Philadelphia. Commons and Miller, using data Miller had worked on that was compiled by Robert A. LeVine, Roy Edward Larsen Professor of Education and Human Development, contrasted American childrearing practices withthose of other cultures, particularly the Gusii people of Kenya. Gusii mothers sleep with their babies and respond rapidly when the baby cries. "Gusii mothers watching videotapes of U.S. mothers were upset by how long it took these mothers to respond to infant crying," Commons and Miller said in their paper on the subject. The way we are brought up colors our entire society, Commons and Miller say. Americans in general don't like to be touched and pride themselves on independence to the point of isolation, even when undergoing a difficult or stressful time.

Despite the conventional wisdom that babies should learn to be alone, Miller said she believes many parents "cheat," keeping the baby in the room with them, at least initially. In addition, once the child can crawl around, she believes many find their way into their parents' room on their own. American parents shouldn't worry about this behavior or be afraid to baby their babies, Commons and Miller said. Parents should feel free to sleep with their infant children, to keep their toddlers nearby, perhaps on a mattress in the same room, and to comfort a baby when it cries.

"There are ways to grow up and be independent without putting babies through this trauma," Commons said. "My advice is to keep the kids secure so they can grow up and take some risks."
Besides fears of dependence, the pair said other factors have helped form our childrearing practices, including fears that children would interfere with sex if they shared their parents' room and doctors' concerns that a baby would be injured by a parent rolling on it if the parent and baby shared the bed. Additionally, the nation's growing wealth has helped the trend toward separation by giving families the means to buy larger homes with separate rooms for children.

The result, Commons and Miller said, is a nation that doesn't like caring for its own children, a violent nation marked by loose, nonphysical relationships. "I think there's a real resistance in this culture to caring for children," Commons said. But "punishment and abandonment has never been a good way to get warm, caring, independent people."

Saturday, August 18, 2007

The continuing saga of the beloved red car...

On that fateful Target day after we got home and Taye was feeling better, the mail came. Darius was napping so Taye and I went through it together. Luis got a catalog and we decided to flip through it. Wouldn't you know, they had every "Cars" product under the sun in that catalog! We had just been playing with scissors which gave Taye the idea of having me cut out every single picture of the red car that we could find. It took the better part of an hour, basically the entire time Darius slept. But Taye was happy, so I was happy. He played with those cut out cars for a couple of days, but eventually they all seemed to disappear. When we had lost the last one, and he asked for more car pictures, I printed one off the computer. He carried that paper around, putting it on Darius' ride-on caterpillar and giving it a ride, 'driving' with it in his car, etc.





That, too, lasted a couple of days. Today we had nothing for him, but I got the idea to ask Becky if her kids had a red car thay they didn't use by any chance. It turns out they had a "Cars" racetrack that they never use, and she said Taye could have the red car! It wasn't the metal one he used to have, it was a larger plastic one, but he was very happy with it!

Later on today we had some time to kill, and decided to go to Learning Express to check out some Christmas ideas I have. While we were there, Luis found a display of the die case metal "Cars" cars. They had a red one. It had a slightly different paint job than the original 'red car' but it was the red car. Just to be on the safe side, I brought it up and asked the cashier if they would actually sell it to us. I recounted the Target nightmare. They double checked with (I assume) the owner and he said yes, those ones had not been recalled, we could buy it. So we did, and Taye has not put it down since we left the store. He is sleeping on it at the moment, so I couldn't get a great picture, but here is the proof. I think he is going to be ok :o)




Random

I was cleaning Darius' seat off after lunch the other day, and saw that I had missed a little something from breakfast!


I thought it was a neat trick.

I guess he got sick of waiting for me to pour him a cup.