Today I shall tell of two stories involving the Smurfs and some misunderstanding on my part. I preface by saying that kids will say things innocently, but some of those things can be easily misinterpreted and can make you wonder about your own thoughts and feelings.
Story 1: When we visit my wife, one of our routines is to take a lap around the ground and 1st floors. During one trip the hallway was empty except for an orderly/nurse/tech/hospital employee person wearing gray scrubs and of Middle Eastern origin. The hallway is quiet, and as we get close to him Smurf 1 says rather loudly "What is that gray thing?" Trying not to overreact, I ask him "what do you mean?" He then points in the direction of the guy and repeats the phrase. Now I'm torn between avoiding eye contact, looking at the guy and giving the "kids are crazy" shoulder shrug, or standing up straight (since I could tell I was bigger than him) and give him the "I dare you to say something to my kid" look. Instead, my wife opted for the smart option and asked him for more clarity. He points again, but this time he says "That gray thing there. The thing with the words. What does it say?" My heart finally started to slow down and we read the sign to him (loud enough for the guy to hear) and kept on going.
Story 2: As we're walking through a hallway to get to the elevators to visit my wife, Smurf 1 says loudly (I think he only has one volume level) "What happened to the man?"I look up and down the hallway to find out what person he has identified, but I don't see any guy except a \really fat guy walking (like take-up-half-the-hallway fat). There happened to be two women walking behind us, and I heard one of them go "ohmygawd!" and the other one started giggling. Remembering what happened in Story 1, I asked him to point and describe who he is talking about. He then pointed to the hallway (away from the fat guy) and said that there was a statue there that was now covered up. I told him that the hospital was probably fixing something and he would be back later.
So what have I learned? That I need to make sure my Smurfs clarify anything that may be embarrassing, although there will be that day where my fears will be confirmed.
On a good note, my wife came home for 6 hours today again, which was a huge relief again. We did almost nothing and it was glorious. Also, the in-laws did not stop by (yay!). I still have to do some laundry, dishes, and bathe the kids (they did not take a nap until 6!), but i'm still happy about today. Tomorrow will be a different story.
Smurf 2 likes to chirp like a bird. Well, she likes to make all kinds of sounds and noises as part of her acting/singing/dancing repertoire, and one of her favorite things is to chirp like a bird. It's annoying, constant, and cute at the same time. She will go from sounding like Donald Duck to chirping to doing penguin noises. It's a weird skill she's developed but it suits her personality.
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Saturday, June 30, 2012
Friday, June 29, 2012
Daily Anecdotes, aka "The Good, The Bad, The In-Laws"
So today was stressful work-wise but i got through it with minimal psychological damage. The in-laws weren't as bad as they could have been, but it still makes me flirt with the idea of smoking again. So today's highlights:
Spent almost two hours explaining to an 18 y.o. why he has to lose some of his SSI when he makes more than a certain amount per month from working. He kept saying that it was b.s. and wasn't fair. I finally got to the point where I told him "yeah it sucks, but that's life. You learn to deal with it or make enough money so you don't rely on it." I still know he's not going to grasp it and will only try to remember parts of the conversation.
5 members of my in-laws visited (two sisters, parents, and a niece). Two more are supposed to be in the area tomorrow. I know they are trying to be helpful, but they aren't. I appreciate their offers of assistance, but after all these years i'm surprised they don't know what I would and would not accept. I would not accept someone else cleaning our house unless we are moving. I would not accept them cooking at our house to feed the kids (I'm slightly insulted by that one). I would not accept them taking the Smurfs away while I "relaxed" because they I don't agree with their discipline style (none at all) and I wouldn't relax because I would be worried about them. They could take a cue from my neighbor who borrowed my lawnmower; he mowed the rest of my backyard and didn't even mention it afterwards. That's classy to me because he didn't brag about it afterwards or make a point multiple times of saying that he wanted to help me. He just did it and then left it alone. That man deserves a thank-you card!
Mother in-law brought a lot of useless crap as usual. I think she's one of those bag ladies in the store that just pick up random stuff and gives it away when she realizes that she has picked up crappy things. This is the dress she brought for Smurf 2 (who is only 3) and thought that it's something she would like. Smurf 2 has her own sense of clothing style and will often match her colors, creating pretty decent outfits. She looked at that dress, then her grandmother, and just walked away (had to stifle a laugh).
Why would you offer to give a hyperactive, adrenaline-driven 4 year old a toothpick? That's just an ER trip waiting to happen.
I know I am overweight and need to exercise to be in better shape. However, after watching my in-laws have difficulty keeping up with my Smurfs I felt much better about my fitness level. Also makes me realize how easily I can exploit/utilize my children as exercise equipment.
We made chocolate chip cookies. Well, Tollhouse made the cookies and I heated them up. Anyway, while eating them I noticed Smurf 1 rubbing his ear with his shirt and moving as if his ear hurt. I checked it out, and he had chocolate in his ear. Apparently he stuck a chocolate chip covered finger in his ear and left part of it there. I got it out without freaking out, but I almost called the wife about it. See, I don't do well with minor medical issues such as fevers, headaches, stomachaches, etc. IF it's something major like a broken bone, severe fever, strep (happened once), viral meningitis, etc. then I don't have problems with them because i'm used to helping with those types of situations due to my job. I think dealing with the worst has me prepared for worse-case scenarios, but then whenever something minor happens I wonder if it's going to blow into something more. Just part of my anxiety issues I guess.
31 weeks and counting now. In two weeks we do another growth check, and if Smurf 3 hasn't progressed enough in growth then they're going to deliver him. If he has, then they'll let him stay until 36 weeks. We shall see what happens.
Spent almost two hours explaining to an 18 y.o. why he has to lose some of his SSI when he makes more than a certain amount per month from working. He kept saying that it was b.s. and wasn't fair. I finally got to the point where I told him "yeah it sucks, but that's life. You learn to deal with it or make enough money so you don't rely on it." I still know he's not going to grasp it and will only try to remember parts of the conversation.
5 members of my in-laws visited (two sisters, parents, and a niece). Two more are supposed to be in the area tomorrow. I know they are trying to be helpful, but they aren't. I appreciate their offers of assistance, but after all these years i'm surprised they don't know what I would and would not accept. I would not accept someone else cleaning our house unless we are moving. I would not accept them cooking at our house to feed the kids (I'm slightly insulted by that one). I would not accept them taking the Smurfs away while I "relaxed" because they I don't agree with their discipline style (none at all) and I wouldn't relax because I would be worried about them. They could take a cue from my neighbor who borrowed my lawnmower; he mowed the rest of my backyard and didn't even mention it afterwards. That's classy to me because he didn't brag about it afterwards or make a point multiple times of saying that he wanted to help me. He just did it and then left it alone. That man deserves a thank-you card!
Mother in-law brought a lot of useless crap as usual. I think she's one of those bag ladies in the store that just pick up random stuff and gives it away when she realizes that she has picked up crappy things. This is the dress she brought for Smurf 2 (who is only 3) and thought that it's something she would like. Smurf 2 has her own sense of clothing style and will often match her colors, creating pretty decent outfits. She looked at that dress, then her grandmother, and just walked away (had to stifle a laugh).
Why would you offer to give a hyperactive, adrenaline-driven 4 year old a toothpick? That's just an ER trip waiting to happen.
I know I am overweight and need to exercise to be in better shape. However, after watching my in-laws have difficulty keeping up with my Smurfs I felt much better about my fitness level. Also makes me realize how easily I can exploit/utilize my children as exercise equipment.
We made chocolate chip cookies. Well, Tollhouse made the cookies and I heated them up. Anyway, while eating them I noticed Smurf 1 rubbing his ear with his shirt and moving as if his ear hurt. I checked it out, and he had chocolate in his ear. Apparently he stuck a chocolate chip covered finger in his ear and left part of it there. I got it out without freaking out, but I almost called the wife about it. See, I don't do well with minor medical issues such as fevers, headaches, stomachaches, etc. IF it's something major like a broken bone, severe fever, strep (happened once), viral meningitis, etc. then I don't have problems with them because i'm used to helping with those types of situations due to my job. I think dealing with the worst has me prepared for worse-case scenarios, but then whenever something minor happens I wonder if it's going to blow into something more. Just part of my anxiety issues I guess.
31 weeks and counting now. In two weeks we do another growth check, and if Smurf 3 hasn't progressed enough in growth then they're going to deliver him. If he has, then they'll let him stay until 36 weeks. We shall see what happens.
Friday, June 22, 2012
Long Day, aka "Time Flies When You Have a Lot of Crap to Do"
So far I have:
Washed, dried, and folded some of the laundry
Did the dishes
Did the trash and recycles
Swept and cleaned up most of the living room
Got the kids up and microwaved their breakfasts. Twice.
Made sure the kids packed their bookbags correctly for daycare.
Still to do:
take the kids to school check!
Finish the laundry halfway done
mow the lawn 75% done. Just the part they play in
pay the bills check!
plan and prepare for dinner check!
dust and vacuum the entire house didn't even start
clean the kitchen and 3 bathrooms kitchen is mostly done; that's it
Finish up as much work as possible got half of my stuff done.
Not go crazy because I've only got about 5 hours to do it in actually only had 3 hours
Washed, dried, and folded some of the laundry
Did the dishes
Did the trash and recycles
Swept and cleaned up most of the living room
Got the kids up and microwaved their breakfasts. Twice.
Made sure the kids packed their bookbags correctly for daycare.
Still to do:
Finish the laundry halfway done
mow the lawn 75% done. Just the part they play in
dust and vacuum the entire house didn't even start
clean the kitchen and 3 bathrooms kitchen is mostly done; that's it
Finish up as much work as possible got half of my stuff done.
Not go crazy because I've only got about 5 hours to do it in actually only had 3 hours
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