Comments: Busy Days

Have you tried giving the Boy some cheese with his "whine"? I remember we had a hard time with the whining for Li'l Tater awhile back. Now it's the faces and eye-rolling. Who knows what we'll get in the future (hopefully nothing violent).

Sounds like you're getting the hang of the baby arrival process. It would almost be a shame to stop at 3.

It's funny how we teach our children about love, and when they first start to get it they think it is something they can give and take away on a whim. Teaching them about the unconditional aspect is the difficult part.

Posted by MarcV at September 21, 2004 11:40 AM

Just tell him that you do love him, but that you're still going to have to cook him in a big pan with gravy for supper. This will have two effects--first, he will be taken off-guard by your silliness and might lighten up a little bit, and then when he goes to school and says his mommy was going to cook and eat him, it will confirm all of his teachers' suspicions about you conservatives. Win-win, eh?

(In case someone misses the humor, I do not actually advocate cooking children in gravy. They are much better with a black bean and chipotle salsa.)

Posted by Terry Oglesby at September 21, 2004 12:08 PM

Remember when they were tiny and loved you unconditionally?

Because Daughter is an adopted child, I not only get "I don't love you" I also get "I hate you and you're not my real mom anyway!" There was a time when that remark, delivered with just the right amount of hatred and vitriol, would reduce me to tears. Unfortunately, I've now heard it so many times that I'm immune to it. Mostly.


I am told that at the age of about 23, girl children turn back into human beings. I can't wait!

Posted by Grouchy Old Yorkie Lady at September 21, 2004 08:39 PM

Hmmm. Our daughter is about to turn 23. I'll keep you posted ;-)

Jordana, about being in a place where you do not feel like you have much in common with other parents, I'm sorry to tell you that such was my experience throughout Daughter's 19 years of formal education (so far!). It may be that you usually feel "in place" more easily than I did, or it may be that there really are not a lot of kindred spirits with kids your age.

We actually had our daughter (whom I wanted to home school, but she had a FIT and we had some intervening family circumstances; please do not get the idea that the kid ran the show at our house *grin*) enrolled in Catholic school before Catholic schools got kewl again. Even there, I frankly did not find many people who shared our values and our ideas about faith being something lived out day in and day out. (And boy, do I have my "days out"!) There were a few people, but really not more than five or so for all those years Miss Priss was in school.

Perhaps your experience will be different. But I am _very_ grateful for the Internet because it has, in a sense, helped me find a community of women whose values I share and whose senses of humor are a little whacked, like mine. I would have liked more sense of community and, being in a Catholic school, I had certainly expected more.

I have come to think that if a school is a reasonably good place for children, that's probably about as good as it gets. This might be in part because children are usually less snotty than adults. But maybe not ;-)

Posted by Patricia at September 21, 2004 11:59 PM