Fact: If you give your child Pop Rocks right before his bath/bedtime, he will love you forever.
Another fact: If you give your child Pop Rocks right before his bath/bedtime, and your husband is the one who bathes him and he maybe dumped most of the Pop Rocks over his head causing half to stick in his hair and the other half to coat the floor around his high chair, your husband will maybe not like you very much.
Sorry honey.
Tuesday, March 12, 2013
Monday, March 4, 2013
Evil Talking Tom
Having a toddler is an adventure everyday. You never know how he is going to react to anything new. Delight? Wonder? Pure terror? It's an ever-changing mystery.
Many of you with children, grandchildren, or even just a penchant for time-wasting apps may be familiar with Talking Tom. It's this cat who will repeat everything you say, except in a funny voice. There are a whole variety of talking creatures out there (Roby the Robot, Gina the Giraffe, etc.), and Jack has been consistently amused and enthralled by each of the ones found on Lewis' iPad.
Except for Talking Tom. Jack liked Tom for a while, mostly because he reacts funny when you tap on him; it's like you're beating him up and/or petting him all in one. Tom and his app users seem to have a complicated relationship. In any case, Jack was playing with Talking Tom yesterday when I said something with Jack's name in it (probably an innocent, "Hi Jack!"), and Tom, naturally, repeated it.
I haven't seen Jack cry like that since we watched his dad play hockey.
At first we weren't sure what set him off. We just knew that he was upset, and that it took a great deal of effort to calm him down. Could it be because Tom said his name? Did that scare him somehow?
So we decided to find out. As soon as Jack was consoled, Lewis whipped Tom back out and had him say something. No reaction. Then he had Tom say "Jack." Weeping, wailing, and gnashing of teeth.
Tom has since been deleted, and this experience has left me wondering what else will Jack decided is horrific? Hopefully not his little sister.
Many of you with children, grandchildren, or even just a penchant for time-wasting apps may be familiar with Talking Tom. It's this cat who will repeat everything you say, except in a funny voice. There are a whole variety of talking creatures out there (Roby the Robot, Gina the Giraffe, etc.), and Jack has been consistently amused and enthralled by each of the ones found on Lewis' iPad.
Except for Talking Tom. Jack liked Tom for a while, mostly because he reacts funny when you tap on him; it's like you're beating him up and/or petting him all in one. Tom and his app users seem to have a complicated relationship. In any case, Jack was playing with Talking Tom yesterday when I said something with Jack's name in it (probably an innocent, "Hi Jack!"), and Tom, naturally, repeated it.
I haven't seen Jack cry like that since we watched his dad play hockey.
At first we weren't sure what set him off. We just knew that he was upset, and that it took a great deal of effort to calm him down. Could it be because Tom said his name? Did that scare him somehow?
So we decided to find out. As soon as Jack was consoled, Lewis whipped Tom back out and had him say something. No reaction. Then he had Tom say "Jack." Weeping, wailing, and gnashing of teeth.
Tom has since been deleted, and this experience has left me wondering what else will Jack decided is horrific? Hopefully not his little sister.
Tuesday, February 26, 2013
Wisdom
We in the Young home are not good planners.
We have several projects going on right now, none of which are finished.
1. Painted ceilings. The original owners of our home opted for two-tone paint, so the ceilings are the same color as the walls. But not any more! (At least for downstairs.) Now they are white. If you've been to our house before and you come back and don't notice anything different, it's because ceilings are supposed to be white. It should just look how it's supposed to look.
And it does! Except for the spots that need to be touched up. Lewis and his dad did a phenomenal job, but there are a few places that need another coat now that it's not dark outside, as it was when they finished.
2. Living room and desk reorganization. I'm proud to say that this one is actually kind of almost done. We moved our desk to the opposite side of the room and used the couch to sort of split the room into different areas. Instead of one big sloppy space, we now have the desk/office space, a reading area, and a living/meeting room. All three areas could do with new chairs (arms chairs for the living and reading places, and a desk chair for the office), but other than that and the mess Jack follows me around making as I organize, it has actually come together quite nicely.
3. Moving Jack/getting the new baby's nursery put together. This project is started in the sense that we have a plan for it/know it needs to happen very, very soon. We'd like to move Jack with plenty of time before the baby comes so there is less of a potential for bitterness. But this girl's coming in 27 days or sooner and he's still in the same spot. So pretty much it's not started at all.
Other projects we need to start (and finish!):
- Replace the faucet on our kitchen sink. It's terrible.
- Get new cookware. A food blogger should probably have decent pots and pans.
- Kitchen storage/organization. Again, food blogger. Oi vey.
- Utility room organization.
And these are just the projects that we need to do. We have an entire list of projects we'd like to do.
Wisdom: Do projects one at a time, start to finish. Don't procrastinate until you're having a baby in less than a month. In other words, be smart. And sane. And not like us.
Oops.
We have several projects going on right now, none of which are finished.
1. Painted ceilings. The original owners of our home opted for two-tone paint, so the ceilings are the same color as the walls. But not any more! (At least for downstairs.) Now they are white. If you've been to our house before and you come back and don't notice anything different, it's because ceilings are supposed to be white. It should just look how it's supposed to look.
And it does! Except for the spots that need to be touched up. Lewis and his dad did a phenomenal job, but there are a few places that need another coat now that it's not dark outside, as it was when they finished.
2. Living room and desk reorganization. I'm proud to say that this one is actually kind of almost done. We moved our desk to the opposite side of the room and used the couch to sort of split the room into different areas. Instead of one big sloppy space, we now have the desk/office space, a reading area, and a living/meeting room. All three areas could do with new chairs (arms chairs for the living and reading places, and a desk chair for the office), but other than that and the mess Jack follows me around making as I organize, it has actually come together quite nicely.
3. Moving Jack/getting the new baby's nursery put together. This project is started in the sense that we have a plan for it/know it needs to happen very, very soon. We'd like to move Jack with plenty of time before the baby comes so there is less of a potential for bitterness. But this girl's coming in 27 days or sooner and he's still in the same spot. So pretty much it's not started at all.
Other projects we need to start (and finish!):
- Replace the faucet on our kitchen sink. It's terrible.
- Get new cookware. A food blogger should probably have decent pots and pans.
- Kitchen storage/organization. Again, food blogger. Oi vey.
- Utility room organization.
And these are just the projects that we need to do. We have an entire list of projects we'd like to do.
Wisdom: Do projects one at a time, start to finish. Don't procrastinate until you're having a baby in less than a month. In other words, be smart. And sane. And not like us.
Oops.
Sunday, February 24, 2013
Clean Up on Aisle Toddler
Rice is the worst thing in the world.
Because it's sticky.
And it's difficult to clean up.
And because Jack loves it.
And he is messy when he eats.
We are currently waiting for the rice to dry out a little bit before we attempt to sweep it up. I've stepped in goopy rice more times than I can count. My brother went home in shoes but no socks because he stepped in it.
Like I said, rice is the worst thing in the world.
Jack would disagree.
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