I don't wanna go to school!
Apr. 6th, 2009 08:44 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Today's the first day I'm involved in the daycare drop off - and it's been a boo-boo morning.
I'm trying to weigh whether what I saw was normal 'I don't want to go to school, I don't want Mommy and Daddy go to work, I want to go home and play with my toys and watch TV!' with something more attachment sinister - and I don't think it was.
It was still big crocodile tears and I don't wanna, though.
Still working out the timing, though. A bit early, but I hesitate to push things ahead too much - less than 15 minutes of wiggle room.
Xander's got his first pediatrician appointment at Kaiser this afternoon, and I'll be missing it. Got work. Glad to have it, too. Kiddo gets ramen tonight - he'll have earned it.
If I'm to believe the bathroom scale (my digital one), he's gained two pounds since we got back. I've got a growth chart on order to put on the wall - hoping he begins sprouting soon. He's about the same size as a kid a year younger - I've been comparing him with the kids at the park, all ethnicities. (Kid, please try saying more English words - it's pretty clear he understands us when we say them now, but we're not getting English return yet.)
The best part about Spongebob is his BRIGHT ORANGE pineapple house. Orange with yellow. Love those colors together. Checking the YOYO Taiwan site, I found that they only started getting the Nick feeds last summer - talk about dumb luck. He's also completely transitioned to Good Start formula - never noticed the change.
It's still a headache to process photos - nothing's changed there, except there is even less time to do any of that work in as it requires the laptop, and that means pulling it out, setting it up - 30 minutes of time, minimum, that right now could mean sleep instead, and priorties much?
I have to feel for Jim, still - this is one of those times when being the oldest of his generation isn't working in his favor. I've had the time with toddlers - and really rambunctious, oppositional ones as that. He's still getting surprised and feeling his way through the 'what happens next' - and then we get a phone call at the beginning of the weekend - his one surviving grandparent is in the hospital with a heart attack (the old fella is 97, DNR) and yanno. Jim's 45 - I'm less than a handful of years older, but place in the generation? Huge difference. (I have cousins and sibs over 10 years older than I am.)
I've got training downtown for bookworming the Los Angeles Times Festival of Books, which I did last year, tomorrow night. Looong day for me. Kiddo got us all up at 5:00 this morning, which is pretty okay - it was only about 30 minutes before the alarm. I've mentioned what 30 minutes of sleep is worth right now, though? Right. Moving on. I think I know where my binder from last year is - I'll just grab it, and change out the pages. This is a great, FREE event, BTW - and more books than you've ever seen ANYWHERE in your life. PLEASE TAKE ADVANTAGE. (Well, nearly free. You need to pay for parking if you don't transit it in, and if you want to guarantee a ticket, you have to pay Ticketmaster some dough.) (This is also the best place to get more depth in your reading material - the publishers are here, so are the authors, on every kind of book you can name. DEPTH. You want to know about another faith system? This has been the BEST place to get books and books and books on it. Pick any of them.) Pico Iyer is going to be back! *happy bounce* Wow, so's Ray Bradbury. Go go gadget grandpa...Wil Wheaton? I may have to do a drive-by GOOBER run. Amazon's Kindle is a sponsor...that's interesting.
*ahem* Yes, I volunteer for this event. There are reasons.
In other news, I have my copies of Palimpsest and Ravens in the Library - have tried to read them. I've ended up snorting ink and fresh paper instead - sorry guys, working on it. Slowly.
Your Monday, now in progress.
I'm trying to weigh whether what I saw was normal 'I don't want to go to school, I don't want Mommy and Daddy go to work, I want to go home and play with my toys and watch TV!' with something more attachment sinister - and I don't think it was.
It was still big crocodile tears and I don't wanna, though.
Still working out the timing, though. A bit early, but I hesitate to push things ahead too much - less than 15 minutes of wiggle room.
Xander's got his first pediatrician appointment at Kaiser this afternoon, and I'll be missing it. Got work. Glad to have it, too. Kiddo gets ramen tonight - he'll have earned it.
If I'm to believe the bathroom scale (my digital one), he's gained two pounds since we got back. I've got a growth chart on order to put on the wall - hoping he begins sprouting soon. He's about the same size as a kid a year younger - I've been comparing him with the kids at the park, all ethnicities. (Kid, please try saying more English words - it's pretty clear he understands us when we say them now, but we're not getting English return yet.)
The best part about Spongebob is his BRIGHT ORANGE pineapple house. Orange with yellow. Love those colors together. Checking the YOYO Taiwan site, I found that they only started getting the Nick feeds last summer - talk about dumb luck. He's also completely transitioned to Good Start formula - never noticed the change.
It's still a headache to process photos - nothing's changed there, except there is even less time to do any of that work in as it requires the laptop, and that means pulling it out, setting it up - 30 minutes of time, minimum, that right now could mean sleep instead, and priorties much?
I have to feel for Jim, still - this is one of those times when being the oldest of his generation isn't working in his favor. I've had the time with toddlers - and really rambunctious, oppositional ones as that. He's still getting surprised and feeling his way through the 'what happens next' - and then we get a phone call at the beginning of the weekend - his one surviving grandparent is in the hospital with a heart attack (the old fella is 97, DNR) and yanno. Jim's 45 - I'm less than a handful of years older, but place in the generation? Huge difference. (I have cousins and sibs over 10 years older than I am.)
I've got training downtown for bookworming the Los Angeles Times Festival of Books, which I did last year, tomorrow night. Looong day for me. Kiddo got us all up at 5:00 this morning, which is pretty okay - it was only about 30 minutes before the alarm. I've mentioned what 30 minutes of sleep is worth right now, though? Right. Moving on. I think I know where my binder from last year is - I'll just grab it, and change out the pages. This is a great, FREE event, BTW - and more books than you've ever seen ANYWHERE in your life. PLEASE TAKE ADVANTAGE. (Well, nearly free. You need to pay for parking if you don't transit it in, and if you want to guarantee a ticket, you have to pay Ticketmaster some dough.) (This is also the best place to get more depth in your reading material - the publishers are here, so are the authors, on every kind of book you can name. DEPTH. You want to know about another faith system? This has been the BEST place to get books and books and books on it. Pick any of them.) Pico Iyer is going to be back! *happy bounce* Wow, so's Ray Bradbury. Go go gadget grandpa...Wil Wheaton? I may have to do a drive-by GOOBER run. Amazon's Kindle is a sponsor...that's interesting.
*ahem* Yes, I volunteer for this event. There are reasons.
In other news, I have my copies of Palimpsest and Ravens in the Library - have tried to read them. I've ended up snorting ink and fresh paper instead - sorry guys, working on it. Slowly.
Your Monday, now in progress.
Speech and other things
Date: 2009-04-06 09:13 pm (UTC)Then her sister was born when Princess #1 was two years old. Princess #2 was about three months old when we went to visit a friend and her kids for lunch--a fairly frequent visit, usually we took turns fixing lunch. When the cooking got to the good smelling stage, Princess #1 came into the kitchen with her blankie, stood in the door, and said, "Are we having hamburger for lunch today?" Both my friend and I just goggled at her for a minute before telling her yes, we were. Would she like hers as soon as it was done? She tucked her thumb in her mouth and nodded, then went back to the other kids to finish what she had been doing! We decided that she had not had anything she considered important enough to say before!
My twin grandsons, now eight, spoke twinspeak as soon as they figured out how to make noises--other than crying or grunting. They were also almost three years old before speaking discernible English! By then they were in daycare and pretty much had to speak English in order to be understood by the others there. Riley still does most of the talking, and Casey puts in the bits that get left out. Sometimes they switch roles on us. They also are American mutts.
By the way, I don't know how you may feel about harness and leashes for small kids. I highly recommend them for under four or five. I used harness and leash on all three of my kids because they would get interested in something or other wherever we went. I did not have to keep yanking on their arms to keep them with me and possibly dislocating their shoulder, and I did not have to worry about their getting lost and then frightened because Mommy was lost. I know there are different kinds of harnesses and/or leashes now so there's better choices then fifty years ago. The only thing, if you use one on Xander, be prepared for someone to come up and give you a bad time for treating your child like a dog on a leash. I used to rebut their diatribes by saying that I loved my child enough to ensure that she would not get lost and frightened. And the girls themselves never objected. They knew if they found something really interesting, I would stop and we would discuss it, at least briefly then, and probably more later.
YMMV
It sounds as if Xander is doing very well very quickly. He is one very lucky little boy!
Grammom June
Re: Speech and other things
Date: 2009-04-06 09:36 pm (UTC)When we were at AIT, I had someone tell me what he was talking about - playing with a peg game, she said he had named all the pegs after people, and was grouping them together in families...now who wouldn't want to know what was going through his head, neh?
Can't wait.