June 02, 2015

But why, mommy?

I mentioned before that we have hit the "why" stage.  And boy have we hit it big.  The boys want to know everything.  And, unfortunately - much to your surprise I'm sure, I don't know everything.  It seems like, now, I actually know very few things due to the number of 'why's I actually don't know the answer to.

Most times our conversations go something like this:

Me: Holt, don't swing your fork around.  It either goes in your mouth or on your plate.
Holt: But why, Mom?
Me: Because it's sharp and I don't want you to hurt yourself or anyone else.
Holt: But why's it sharp, Mom?
Me: So you can pick up food with it and eat the food.
Holt: But why do we do that, Mom?
Me: Holt.  PUT YOUR FORK DOWN!

It's not that fun of a conversation.  It usually ends with, 'Because I said so!' and then everyone's quiet.

It is frustrating to no end.  There are so many times that I have to remind myself that they are not judging my decisions, just curious as to why I made them.  Three year olds can sound judge-y.  Just sayin.

BUT!

I just read this today. And I'm not saying that it's magic.  But I did try it at dinner tonight.  And it was magical.

So, the short of it is...instead of answering the questioning child with one thought sentences - see above - take 15 seconds and say as much as you know about the why question.

Take tonight, we were eating ice cream (a glorious decision by Husband to pick some up after picking up the boys from school).  It was cold...as ice cream is.

Action

Holt: Mommy, it's cold!
Me: That's right, ice cream is cold.
Holt: But why is it cold, Mommy?
Me: Because ice cream is made of sugar and milk and chocolate and other yummy things and those things are all mixed together and put in a cup and put in the freezer so they get nice and cold and stay together so you can eat it with a spoon.  (it was as much as I knew and I was praying that it would be enough for him).
Holt: no words just a big smile on his face

And SCENE!!!

JACKPOT!!!!!

That ish completely worked.  Seeing as I've done it once and was successful, I am positive that it will work every time.  No need to slip on my headphones in the car when the boys are on a tear anymore (please please please let that be true).

Shew!  Glad that phase is over :).


Don't worry.  I've since given Win a hair cut.

May 08, 2015

this is fantastic

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Well, if would-be tropical depression Anna doesn't actually come this weekend, we are planning on taking the boys to the zoo for the first time!  I am so excited.  I can't wait for them to see the giraffes.  They have been one of Holt's favorite animals since he figured out that animals existing.  My hopes are probably a little too high, but what's life with out the occasional high hope?

Here are a few things I've come across this week that are pretty fantastic:

I've just found The Noisy Plume.  She takes the most beautiful pictures and I think a lot of them are selfies...which is kind of fantastic.

This is a great article about how we need more out of Marvel concerning Black Widow and her role in the movies and merchandising.

The truth about gender marketing.

I have been reading Laura Vanderkam's blog for a while.  I love her very practical and straightforward way of looking at work and parenting and life.  She is unapologetic about working and being a mother and hiring help when she needs it.  It is quite refreshing.  This week, she started a series on Faulty Work/Life Narratives and I am loving it.

Do you ever want to put something crazy in your house like this?


Here's to a great weekend!

April 09, 2015

Spring Time











Spring could not have come any sooner, in my opinion.  It was a cold, wet, grey winter and I am so ready for the summer.  We have had a wonderful time getting outside, riding our tricycles.  Playing with bubbles.  We've even seen a REAL flying V.  It was one of those times when I go so excited and I could not, for the life of me, explain to the boys why it was so cool!  It was like that time I saw a double rainbow while driving home and the boys were like 14 months old.  No one could appreciate the wonder of it all!

The boys turned three and, so far, three has treated us well.  There is lots of sweetness and talking and cuddles and "I want to do it by myself!".

Here's to more warm days and salty nights, fruit from the farmer's market and shell-hunting on the beach.

January 13, 2015

52 portraits

Well...I made it to the end of the year.

I actually took one picture of each of my children (mostly) once a week for an entire year.  When I first heard about the idea, I thought it would be easy peasy.  It seems easy.  Just take a picture.  I did attempt to make them different or new each week.  That ended up being difficult because we have twin toddlers and we do a lot of the same stuff every weekend.  Winter was harder because on the week days it's so dark that it's hard to get a good picture.  And we tended to just "do" less than we do in the remaining seasons.

I considered a few options of what to do with all 104+ pictures I had.  I ended up making a video.  It was a nice return to working on creative things for myself after a fall of a lot of extra working my day job.


As for next year.  I've missed a couple of weeks (even though I am now in the habit of taking pictures, so I have pictures to display).  I'm thinking about doing a 52 portraits for their 4th year.  They'll turn 3 on February 2nd, so I have a few more weeks to think about what exactly I want that to be.  I was thinking it would be cool to try to take the same portrait each week for a year.  Like standing in front of a wall in our house.  That would be cool to see after a year, but I'm not convinced anyone (including me) would like to see the exact same picture every week.  We'll see where those thoughts take me.

So, here it is!  It is a little over 4 minutes long.  You were forewarned.  It looks a little small on the screen, so I would go directly to YouTube to watch it.  The song, by the way, is "I'm Not Part of Me" by Cloud Nothings.

December 31, 2014

52::52!!!!!!!!

One picture per kid per week for a year. 


Win. 


Holt.