Rules apply differently to toddlers, as anyone with a toddler can attest. They regularly say and do the most unexpected and socially unacceptable things. Often it’s humorous and innocent since they are just beginning to develop their understanding of the world. As it turns out, they can get away with things that an adult simply cannot. As I’ve watched my kids grow I’ve taken note of several things they (mostly) get away with that I would not be able to.
Announce potty trips
It’s not a big deal for a toddler (especially a recently potty trained toddler) to quit whatever it is they are doing and make a loud proclamation that they are going to the bathroom. They could be in the middle of a game, puzzle or the grocery store when all of a sudden Continue reading 6 Things Toddlers Can Say & Do That Adults Can’t
Yesterday we had the pleasure of having my wife home for dinner. I was able to play outside with two of our kids and she was inside with the other two making dinner. It was a nice change of pace for me and I really enjoyed getting to play some soccer with our oldest. Once we finally came inside and washed up for dinner I overheard my second oldest son, who stayed inside to help with dinner, call out to my oldest.
“Hey guess what? When mommy told me not to touch the pot, guess what I did?”
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Wednesdays are early release days from school. Often when my oldest is getting home from kindergarten on Wednesdays at least one of the other 3 kids is still napping. The bus stop is just far enough away I don’t feel comfortable letting him walk home by himself yet and I feel awkward leaving a sleeping kid alone in the house. Thankfully my next door neighbor has a 1st grader and she will often walk our two boys back from the bus stop to help me out. Continue reading Don’t make me take my pants off
Today I was letting my 3 year old watch some TV so I could pick up around the house a little without him getting in the way. I was suddenly overcome with the urge to let him know I loved him. So I walked over to where he was on the couch and said:
“Greyson, I love you.”
Continue reading Kid Speak: I love you
My second born, the three-year old, is a walking soundbite. Sometimes I have a difficult time remembering all the crazy things he’s said throughout the day to repeat them later. He’s also so animated and has such great delivery that sometimes simply repeating his word doesn’t do the situation justice. Last night at dinner he provided two particularly memorable moments. Continue reading Kid Speak: Junk Food
On occasion I send the kids out into the fenced-in back yard to run around and play while I get dinner ready in the kitchen and watch them through the large bay windows. I usually open one of the windows so I can keep a better ear out for anything that might be going on.
It is not uncommon to hear crying and one child yelling out that another isn’t sharing some toy or another. But, this one particular day while I am preparing dinner I turn my back to the window and happen to hear a child screaming “Help, Help”
Now a cry is one thing, a cry means the damage has already been done. I can only offer comfort at best at that point. But a cry for help is a completely different thing all together. A cry for help means danger is imminent but hasn’t happened yet and I might be able to stop it. I instantly dropped what I was doing and sprinted out the back door not even pausing to look out the window first.
I threw open the door and sprinted out into the yard to begin my visual sweep and assess the situation. I just knew that there wasn’t a moment to lose. Then I looked up. I saw my child in trouble. I stopped running. My three year old looks up at me and with deep concern in his voice calls out:
“Help, Help. This thing is stuck on me and it made my pants fall off!”
“Umm, yeah buddy, I’ll help you out. Just let daddy get his camera first….”
My kids seem to enjoy any trip that gets them out of the house. The grocery store is no different. I’m eternally grateful to BJ’s Wholesale Club for having a decent stock of family friendly shopping carts. These carts have a double-seater race car on the front and two standard kid seats up near the handle. This allows me to put all 4 of my kids into the cart in proper seats.
My kids are constantly chattering about something, saying hello six or seven times to every person that passes and incessantly asking me for every toy and sweet that we pass. I’ve gotten pretty good at blocking out all their noise. But this morning my 3 year old was so excited about something that I had to pause and find out exactly what it was he was so fired up about.
I leaned around the front of the cart and asked him to repeat what he was saying. With all the excitement of Christmas Morning his eyes lit up as he pointed across the store and through an anticipatory shiver he yelled out:
“Can we go into that Burrrry Thing?!”
I just smiled at him. I could learn a thing or two from him about enjoying the simple things in life.
“Yes, son, we can go into the walk-in cooler”