1. I am having one of those odd weeks where everything in my life, personally, is uneventful, but everyone around me has something big happening. So every conversation - with a neighbor, on the phone, on email, whatever - is intense, but is also about a different topic. It's very odd. I'm sure a good analogy exists for this kind of week, but at the moment I don't know what it would be. Odd is all I've got.
2. I realized today that I need to be careful that I'm not expecting too much from Asher. Yesterday, I found myself expecting him to do things that he is still learning, and it was frustrating us both. As Brian often says, he's still just a little guy. I need to let him be the age he is. I know this sounds like an odd statement, but it's hard having a tall baby. It's hard to remember that he is still just a baby, even if he looks more like a toddler.
3. A friend and I took our children (who are more or less the same age) to the park today in the wagon. It was all fun and games until one started to cry, and the other joined in with sympathy tears. Imagine us, two pregnant women, pulling two screaming children down the street in a little red wagon. We looked like a clip from Family Circus. Oh well. Such is life.
Really, this is as good as it gets tonight. Sadly. Happy Wednesday everyone.
7 comments:
Hey, at least you got the day right. :)
the 'what to expect from our children' game is going to be much more interesting when we have real kids and not just the dog, because Laura's expectations of Ali are sometimes HILARIOUS!!
HA! I will never forget when you first got Ali and Laura would be in the other room and say something like "Ali Carrie, do not disappoint me." It was amazing. She absolutely had absurd expectations of a new puppy.
I am bad about expecting more of my kids than they can do and also the other extreme.
I ALWAYS expect Ali Carrie to make good choices :)
I forget how old baby bean is sometimes too. She understands so much and makes such complex sentences sometimes that I forget she still doesn't exactly know what she's talking about half the time.
I do the same thing with Eva Rose all the time. She is tall, and very precocious and very verbal. It is so easy to forget that she is only three years old. I expect way too much from her and have to remind myself that she is still really a baby. It's hard. Maggie is the opposite - she is way more of a baby at this age than Eva Rose ever was, and tiny, and not verbal at all. So I probably don't expect *enough* from her. She will probably get away with murder.
Re your grocery store question. I go at night!! Seriously, I usually go after Walker gets home and I take forever, I am so thrilled to be all. by. myself. On the rare occasions that I take them with me, I would put the baby in the carseat in the back of the basket and just pile the groceries all around him. You would be surprised how much you can fit in there. Even when I just have the baby, I put him in the basket in his carseat because I don't trust the purse holder part to hold him.
Once they are older, most of the stores around here have carts now that are conducive to more than one kid. I love costco because they have the 2 kid spaces up front. But even now, usually one will sit in the front and one back in the basket.
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