Skadi: "Mommy, what kind of animals are we?"
Me: "Well we are humans, which I guess are a type of animal."
Skadi: "No, what type of ANIMALS are we."
Me: "Well we are closest to monkeys."
Skadi: "NO, what type of animals are we?"
Me: "Well Skadi we walk on two legs and most animals walk on four..."
Skadi: "So that means we are kangaroos!"
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Skadi: (Whispering in my ear.) "Mommy, your pajamas are old and ugly, you need to ask Santa for some pretty pajamas with roses on them for Christmas."
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Skadi: "Ouch, you bumped my twohead Leif."
(Love that she still calls her forehead, her twohead.)
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Skadi: "No mommy, go to the picking page."
Me: "The picking page? Is there a Dora story about picking apples?"
Skadi: "No, the picking page mommy."
Me: "Show me."
Skadi: (Annoyingly flips the book to the front to the table of contents.)
Duh.
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Skadi: "Why do we have houses mommy?"
Me: "To provide a place to sleep out of the bad weather and stuff."
Skadi: "Ha, you are silly mommy and wrong too. We have houses so that when we change our clothes no one sees us."
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Skadi: "Mommy, I love you more than strangers."
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Skadi: "Once mommy a woman came up to me, but she didn't take me."
Me: "What Skadi? When were you by yourself that a woman came up to you?"
Skadi: "She came up to me and said, 'where is your grandma' and then she said, 'where is your grandpa' and I didn't know and I told her. But I was SO happy she didn't steal me."
Me: "When did this happen Skadi?"
Skadi: "When I was jumping on the trampoline at the cabin."
Me: "Oh, that person was probably one of your relatives!"
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Me: (Reading one of the Mo Willems Trixie books.)
Skadi: "The person who wrote this book really messed up bad. He accidentally wrote my name as Trixie, not Skadi. Will you read it right please?"
Me: (Sigh.) "One time long ago before Skadi could even speak..."
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Skadi: "Mom, let's see how smart you are, what's 16+18?"
Me: "34."
Skadi: "Wrong. I think you better call dad and ask him since he is so much smarter than you."
Me: (Thinking someone better watch her little mouth if she wants Santa to visit her!)
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Skadi: "Mommy, I might not be made of bones. I think I am made of power instead because I am a good fixer."
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Leif: "Pretty please Skadi?"
Skadi: "No Leif."
Leif: "Pretty pretty please Skadi?"
Skadi: "No Leif."
Leif: "I'll say you are beautiful."
Skadi: "Ok."
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Skadi: "Mommy the only thing that will make me happy this morning is to listen to Uncle Kracker."
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Showing posts with label Skadi personality. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Skadi personality. Show all posts
Friday, November 11, 2011
Thursday, June 23, 2011
Psychoanalyze my daughter
This is Skadi's 2nd favorite YouTube right now - she requests it every night.
Discuss please.
Discuss please.
Monday, September 21, 2009
The Parenting Manual?
Just thought I should let someone know that I didn't get one.
Maybe I wasn't paying attention when they were distributed. Or I didn't get the e-mail saying where to pick it up. Or the mail didn't get me mine. Better yet, UPS didn't get it to me. That one is more believeable.
One of Skadi's teachers, my least favorite actually, comments all the time that I am THE most laid back parent around. She tells me this when my daughter walks in nearly daily in some new "costume".
Maybe I am laid back. I like to think I am smart in that I pick my battles and I don't give a rats ass when other parents look at my daughter and smirk. Because trust me, many things with Skadi are just not worth the battle.
But when the teacher says this to me I wonder if I shouldn't be picking more battles with her? Am I raising a spoiled child? Are we all giving too much in the name of keeping peace in the house?
I admitted to Leif tonight (as well as a few other nights) that no, life hasn't always been fair to him because I have been the one solely to put Skadi to bed for the last year and a half or so. And yes, I understand that I could start to make it up by putting him to bed four nights in a row and then her two nights. Then I remind him that he had both of us to himself for 2 years and 8 months. But this isn't tangible to him. And it's easier to just say honestly, Skadi's screaming constantly is just too much to handle when it follows quickly with vomiting induced by the screaming and laced in there for good measure - the asthmatic wheezing.
It's just easier and Leif I am really sorry that it hasn't been fair.
Except we did start picking this battle a month or so ago and have had amazing success with it. 40% of the time AB is able to put her to sleep and Leif gets me - which is a huge step in the right direction.
I also thought that the binky was going to be a misery to be rid of. AB kept saying we didn't need to push it, so what if we have a 2.5 year old with a binky at night and for naps? Then one day she threw them in the trash and we were done.
So I keep telling myself that there is some evidence to the fact that we are doing the right thing. Making suggestions on what we would like her to do, keep repeating them and eventually let her decide she wants to go this route. Because there are nights when Skadi requests AB and not me. She is coming around.
Is this laziness? Or being too laid back? Or is it understanding my daughter?
I don't know. But I am sure the answer is in the manual.
(Maybe the parenting manual is hiding with the Olympus Camera manual as well that has the warranty card I need in order to send the camera in for warranty work? It wasn't hiding with the scanner cord that I found yesterday.)
It isn't just my daughter that causes me to question my parenting. It's Leif too.
Leif has such an easy going personality (guess he gets that from us). But he does have one downside to his personality. He is a touch obsessive and maybe compulsive too. He gets on something he likes and he attacks it with vigor. It becomes all consuming.
The first evidence of this was Finding Nemo. Then entered Curious George. It was TV first. But he had the personality that accepted with minimal meltdowns that he was not going to get his way. Not Skadi's personality. TV was just ALL he wanted to do. Ever.
I am not that bad of parent... I didn't fall for it.
Next was the computer. I told myself it was better than TV because it engaged him and if he was using the Leapster then it engaged his intellect as well. And it bought us some peace and quiet to focus on the whiney little sister if Leif was on the computer or on his Leapster. We talked about limiting his time on the computer kind of like we did with the TV.
Next was soccer and we rejoiced that he was obsessed about a sport and not technology. Then we backslid when we bought a Wii and have entered into the new plane of Leif's OCD nature.
AB and I have wrestled with how much is enough? When is too much? How often is enough?
AB came home from a birthday party this weekend with the closest thing to an answer we had seen outside of what is probably in the elusive manual:
"Their boys only get to do the Wii on Friday evenings," he told me about other parents we know and admire (they have three boys).
We tossed around the validity of this and set into the week with good intentions.
Then OUR life hit.
And the fact that on weekday mornings AB is gone long before we get out of bed. I have to get ready and it is just easier to let Leif go play Wii while I shower and Skadi watches Dora and Diego on our bed. Because no, I am not going to "force" Leif to watch Dora and Diego with her. Nor am I going to have him take care of her in the playroom because that is just a recipe for him getting whaled on by her and ending up in tears.
I put him downstairs on the Wii while I vowed to get ready fast so that he would only be on there for what, 20-30 minutes? Then I would make him stop and come help me get breakfast reasy. Then that would be it for the day.
Or so I told myself.
But wow, when you get home and are trying to get dinner on the table. And Skadi is done watching her show and is now playing babies on the floor. And so the TV is available. And Leif has done a good job working on his nightly reading work. And I have picture forms to fill out. And a Scholastic book order to finalize. And dinner to start. And mail to go through.
And he looks at me longingly and says, "now that I have finished my reading, and I was good at school today, can I do a Wii game?"
And surrender is easy.
I never thought of myself as laid back. In fact, at work I tend to be the opposite. And I like my life organized. And I am a list maker. I show all the signs of being type A... until it comes to my kids.
Maybe I wasn't paying attention when they were distributed. Or I didn't get the e-mail saying where to pick it up. Or the mail didn't get me mine. Better yet, UPS didn't get it to me. That one is more believeable.
One of Skadi's teachers, my least favorite actually, comments all the time that I am THE most laid back parent around. She tells me this when my daughter walks in nearly daily in some new "costume".
Maybe I am laid back. I like to think I am smart in that I pick my battles and I don't give a rats ass when other parents look at my daughter and smirk. Because trust me, many things with Skadi are just not worth the battle.
But when the teacher says this to me I wonder if I shouldn't be picking more battles with her? Am I raising a spoiled child? Are we all giving too much in the name of keeping peace in the house?
I admitted to Leif tonight (as well as a few other nights) that no, life hasn't always been fair to him because I have been the one solely to put Skadi to bed for the last year and a half or so. And yes, I understand that I could start to make it up by putting him to bed four nights in a row and then her two nights. Then I remind him that he had both of us to himself for 2 years and 8 months. But this isn't tangible to him. And it's easier to just say honestly, Skadi's screaming constantly is just too much to handle when it follows quickly with vomiting induced by the screaming and laced in there for good measure - the asthmatic wheezing.
It's just easier and Leif I am really sorry that it hasn't been fair.
Except we did start picking this battle a month or so ago and have had amazing success with it. 40% of the time AB is able to put her to sleep and Leif gets me - which is a huge step in the right direction.
I also thought that the binky was going to be a misery to be rid of. AB kept saying we didn't need to push it, so what if we have a 2.5 year old with a binky at night and for naps? Then one day she threw them in the trash and we were done.
So I keep telling myself that there is some evidence to the fact that we are doing the right thing. Making suggestions on what we would like her to do, keep repeating them and eventually let her decide she wants to go this route. Because there are nights when Skadi requests AB and not me. She is coming around.
Is this laziness? Or being too laid back? Or is it understanding my daughter?
I don't know. But I am sure the answer is in the manual.
(Maybe the parenting manual is hiding with the Olympus Camera manual as well that has the warranty card I need in order to send the camera in for warranty work? It wasn't hiding with the scanner cord that I found yesterday.)
It isn't just my daughter that causes me to question my parenting. It's Leif too.
Leif has such an easy going personality (guess he gets that from us). But he does have one downside to his personality. He is a touch obsessive and maybe compulsive too. He gets on something he likes and he attacks it with vigor. It becomes all consuming.
The first evidence of this was Finding Nemo. Then entered Curious George. It was TV first. But he had the personality that accepted with minimal meltdowns that he was not going to get his way. Not Skadi's personality. TV was just ALL he wanted to do. Ever.
I am not that bad of parent... I didn't fall for it.
Next was the computer. I told myself it was better than TV because it engaged him and if he was using the Leapster then it engaged his intellect as well. And it bought us some peace and quiet to focus on the whiney little sister if Leif was on the computer or on his Leapster. We talked about limiting his time on the computer kind of like we did with the TV.
Next was soccer and we rejoiced that he was obsessed about a sport and not technology. Then we backslid when we bought a Wii and have entered into the new plane of Leif's OCD nature.
AB and I have wrestled with how much is enough? When is too much? How often is enough?
AB came home from a birthday party this weekend with the closest thing to an answer we had seen outside of what is probably in the elusive manual:
"Their boys only get to do the Wii on Friday evenings," he told me about other parents we know and admire (they have three boys).
We tossed around the validity of this and set into the week with good intentions.
Then OUR life hit.
And the fact that on weekday mornings AB is gone long before we get out of bed. I have to get ready and it is just easier to let Leif go play Wii while I shower and Skadi watches Dora and Diego on our bed. Because no, I am not going to "force" Leif to watch Dora and Diego with her. Nor am I going to have him take care of her in the playroom because that is just a recipe for him getting whaled on by her and ending up in tears.
I put him downstairs on the Wii while I vowed to get ready fast so that he would only be on there for what, 20-30 minutes? Then I would make him stop and come help me get breakfast reasy. Then that would be it for the day.
Or so I told myself.
But wow, when you get home and are trying to get dinner on the table. And Skadi is done watching her show and is now playing babies on the floor. And so the TV is available. And Leif has done a good job working on his nightly reading work. And I have picture forms to fill out. And a Scholastic book order to finalize. And dinner to start. And mail to go through.
And he looks at me longingly and says, "now that I have finished my reading, and I was good at school today, can I do a Wii game?"
And surrender is easy.
I never thought of myself as laid back. In fact, at work I tend to be the opposite. And I like my life organized. And I am a list maker. I show all the signs of being type A... until it comes to my kids.
Wednesday, September 02, 2009
To walk or not
85.7142857% of the evenings we go for a walk. Skadi is generally quite thrilled about this and anxious to choose her mode of transit (trike, wagon, back pack, or walking). Leif on the other hand fights it. He wants to stay home and do Wii. And once we get out he wants to head to one of the two parks within walking distance.
The one night a week we don't go for a walk is pick up night.
It was pick up night tonight.
Skadi at dinner: "Okay everybody let's go for a walk!"
AB: "Nope, no walk tonight, it's pick up the house night."
Skadi: (Lip sticking out.) "I DON'T YIKE THAT YOU TELL ME NO WALK!"
Just a wee bit of attitude.
The one night a week we don't go for a walk is pick up night.
It was pick up night tonight.
Skadi at dinner: "Okay everybody let's go for a walk!"
AB: "Nope, no walk tonight, it's pick up the house night."
Skadi: (Lip sticking out.) "I DON'T YIKE THAT YOU TELL ME NO WALK!"
Just a wee bit of attitude.
Monday, February 09, 2009
Differences
When Leif was 2 years and 4 months we moved him into a twin sized bed. In order to entice him, my mom bought him Nemo sheets for his new bed since he was HUGE into "Finding Nemo".
We put the sheets on and I remember him being happy. But more of a happy like, "oh look someone put material with Nemo painted on it onto my pillow, neat."
(Nothing like the skis today.)
I was shopping at Target and found a set of Dora twin sheets on sale for $10 and grabbed them. Skadi doesn't have a twin yet, she is sleeping in the queen sized bed in her room. Because all second children get to do things earlier and get bigger, better things.
Ok, so the doing things earlier part is generally true. But she will be getting a twin bed when we move.
I washed the pillowcase and threw it on her pillow.
"DOWA!!!" She squealed. "DOWA PILLOW!" She pointed repeatedly to Dora.
Then she took her pillow and layed on it in the middle of the floor and slid around the floor. Praised Dora a little more and then hauled her new prized possession off.
Leif is a pretty even keeled kid. He is happy go lucky most of the time with a few dips and a few peaks. His dips don't last long and he quickly returns to his happy kid place.
Skadi has mood swings like a pendulum. She is way way up and way way down. I asked my mom if she got this from me - was I a moody little red haired girl?
Short answer? No.
Time to blame my husband's side of the family!
We put the sheets on and I remember him being happy. But more of a happy like, "oh look someone put material with Nemo painted on it onto my pillow, neat."
(Nothing like the skis today.)
I was shopping at Target and found a set of Dora twin sheets on sale for $10 and grabbed them. Skadi doesn't have a twin yet, she is sleeping in the queen sized bed in her room. Because all second children get to do things earlier and get bigger, better things.
Ok, so the doing things earlier part is generally true. But she will be getting a twin bed when we move.
I washed the pillowcase and threw it on her pillow.
"DOWA!!!" She squealed. "DOWA PILLOW!" She pointed repeatedly to Dora.
Then she took her pillow and layed on it in the middle of the floor and slid around the floor. Praised Dora a little more and then hauled her new prized possession off.
Leif is a pretty even keeled kid. He is happy go lucky most of the time with a few dips and a few peaks. His dips don't last long and he quickly returns to his happy kid place.
Skadi has mood swings like a pendulum. She is way way up and way way down. I asked my mom if she got this from me - was I a moody little red haired girl?
Short answer? No.
Time to blame my husband's side of the family!
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