Saturday, February 27, 2010
A tiny girl
I made Henry some chocolate milk today. He asked me if I liked chocolate milk, and I told him that I don't usually drink it. He said, "You liked it when you were a tiny girl! But now you're a big girl." LOL.
Thursday, February 25, 2010
An epic tantrum
Also yesterday was a terrible temper tantrum. I can count on both hands the number of times Henry has had them, so I am lucky. I still think they're sort of funny, actually.
Anyway, Miah was leaving for work, and Henry had an accident. I rushed him to the bathroom, which set him off because he wanted to wave at Miah. I rushed him back to the window, but that wasn't good enough and he just cried and cried.
Anyway, after Miah drove off, I brought him back into the bathroom and took his pants and undies and socks off. He *demanded* that I put them back on. "I want my potty pants on! I want my potty undies on! I want my potty socks back on!!" I told him we could put clean clothes on him, not dirty clothes.
He got so angry with me. He started throwing all three of the paper towel rolls we have in storage, and threw the vinegar bottle, too, that I was using to clean up the mess.
Then he also started throwing all his books around the house, too. The hallway looked like a disaster zone.
I ignored him most of the time and was washing up some dishes. He hit me on my bottom a few times, and when I told him that he'd get a time out if he did it one more time, he did it anyway. So to the timeout he went, where it was 2 minutes of me standing over him and putting him back in the corner. Oy vey! And all of this with a bare bottom! He had still refused to put his underwear or pants back on.
Finally, after about 15 minutes, he responded positively to me asking him if he wanted to snuggle. He was so tired. I took him into his bedroom and rocked him with Lovey, Soft Blue Blanket, and Green Blanket. He was so sad! All gaspy and shuddery and clingy. I kissed and hugged and rocked and cuddled him for about another 15 minutes, and he felt good enough to get his diaper on so we could take a nap.
How I'm going to manage these when Charlie comes, I don't know!
Anyway, Miah was leaving for work, and Henry had an accident. I rushed him to the bathroom, which set him off because he wanted to wave at Miah. I rushed him back to the window, but that wasn't good enough and he just cried and cried.
Anyway, after Miah drove off, I brought him back into the bathroom and took his pants and undies and socks off. He *demanded* that I put them back on. "I want my potty pants on! I want my potty undies on! I want my potty socks back on!!" I told him we could put clean clothes on him, not dirty clothes.
He got so angry with me. He started throwing all three of the paper towel rolls we have in storage, and threw the vinegar bottle, too, that I was using to clean up the mess.
Then he also started throwing all his books around the house, too. The hallway looked like a disaster zone.
I ignored him most of the time and was washing up some dishes. He hit me on my bottom a few times, and when I told him that he'd get a time out if he did it one more time, he did it anyway. So to the timeout he went, where it was 2 minutes of me standing over him and putting him back in the corner. Oy vey! And all of this with a bare bottom! He had still refused to put his underwear or pants back on.
Finally, after about 15 minutes, he responded positively to me asking him if he wanted to snuggle. He was so tired. I took him into his bedroom and rocked him with Lovey, Soft Blue Blanket, and Green Blanket. He was so sad! All gaspy and shuddery and clingy. I kissed and hugged and rocked and cuddled him for about another 15 minutes, and he felt good enough to get his diaper on so we could take a nap.
How I'm going to manage these when Charlie comes, I don't know!
Forgiveness
Yesterday we were down in the basement and Henry was messing around with my computer, as I was using it. He knows he isn't supposed to, but it's irresistible to him. Anyway, something happened--like something shorted out or something--because he kept putting his earphones in the different slots. So the computer buzzed for a second and then went blank, and I couldn't even shut it off.
I sort of panicked, because I was working on a freelance project, and though I did make a backup relatively recently, there were things I hadn't yet backed up. I was convinced our hard drive fried and I would be unable to use my computer.
So I got sort of mad at Henry, and told him that it made me really sad that he disobeyed me about the computer when he knows he's not supposed to play with it, that it might be broken now, and that makes me sad.
He was *really* concerned (to the point he was almost in tears), and then he asked, "Do you forgive me, mommy?!" Oh, my heart broke. I say the same thing to him when I lose my temper with him, so I know how he feels when he just wants your forgiveness and wishes he hadn't done it in the first place. So I scooped him up, told him that I forgave him, and that everything was OK. He liked that.
I sort of panicked, because I was working on a freelance project, and though I did make a backup relatively recently, there were things I hadn't yet backed up. I was convinced our hard drive fried and I would be unable to use my computer.
So I got sort of mad at Henry, and told him that it made me really sad that he disobeyed me about the computer when he knows he's not supposed to play with it, that it might be broken now, and that makes me sad.
He was *really* concerned (to the point he was almost in tears), and then he asked, "Do you forgive me, mommy?!" Oh, my heart broke. I say the same thing to him when I lose my temper with him, so I know how he feels when he just wants your forgiveness and wishes he hadn't done it in the first place. So I scooped him up, told him that I forgave him, and that everything was OK. He liked that.
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