I miss writing. I find myself concocting posts in my head all the time, but the posts never come to fruition. I like to write at night, but nights have become a write-off as you can well imagine. I have to make peace with writing during day-light hours. I've only got time for randomness today as I can only expect both the baby and Pumpkin to amuse themselves for a short while.
Pumpkin started breast-feeding her dolls, although she feeds the dolls through her belly-button. In her defence, my belly-button is still protruding, and has a darker pigment than the rest of my skin, so I can see where she got confused. I've decided to let things be so she doesn't start talking about boobies when we're out at the store or something.
Pumpkin starts camp tomorrow. This will be the first time I will be dropping her off anywhere and I'm pretty nervous about it. The camp is at the same place where she will be attending pre-school in September, so it seems like a good idea to get her feet wet by trying out the camp first. I just can't imagine her going off into the world with all of her peculiar idiosyncrasies. Will they mock her for screaming, "I DID IT!!!" whenever she pees in the potty or toilet, or whatever they have. Will she even use their potty? Will the fact that she hasn't figured out the rules of "time out" be an issue? Is the fact that she doesn't do what she's told be an issue? I guess that's the real concern. Her behaviour is a reflection of me, and although she is 90% angel, the 10% devil that we see a lot of at home has me very worried. I don't want to be the mother of "THAT" kid. I guess it's time to step up the disciplining in this household, even though it doesn't get through that easily. While I was typing this post, I had to break for half an hour to implement and re-implement, and re-implement a time out, and only managed to get ten seconds of silence before I decided to quit while I was ahead. Maybe next time we'll make it to twenty seconds?
The baby is being a baby. Not much that you'll find interesting about her, except that she is so cute my head might explode. Thank you all for your compliments on her picture, BTW. Breast feeding is going well enough - no extreme pain, cracking or bleeding. She is willing to take a bottle, unlike when Pumpkin was an infant, so I still see a glimpse of freedom on the horizon. We're even escaping for a couple of hours for dinner tonight.
Well, that time-out sucked up most of my blogging time. Until next time...
6 comments:
So, did you actually get to enjoy a dinner out?
Glad to hear things are going well - since I am too lazy to set up bloglines, I have been manually checking in to.see.what.is.happening.
Hey, and timeouts are so overrated! Tried them a few times with the girl but quit when she started "playing" with the concept by giving herself time outs.
Sounds like... life with babies and little kids. Camp may actually help, because I ahve always found kids will often go with what the group is doing.
Sounds like you guys are doing well. I wouldn't worry about your daughters quirks. Kids always listen to teachers before they listen to parents. She will do just great. And yes, they love it when the kids yell out "I did it" when they potty. It models the enjoyment of going potty to those kids who aren't trained yet!
I'm glad you could check in. Pumpkin will do fine, I'm sure. Pictures would be great when you get a chance!
Marcia
You guys are doing awesome! Pumpkin may have a few days of weirdness when she starts camp, and it will make your heart explode, but I promise - if it happens, she will quickly be bounding back to you at the end of the day telling you she had the best time ever.
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