Posts Tagged ‘parenting’

I bought this necklace from infinite purpose jewelry a few years ago. I love it. At the time, with only the three boys in our lives, it summed up how I felt about our family. “We love loud” is something I’ve heard myself say many times and we do — some days louder than others.

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With the addition of our Miss Vee earlier this year, the volume of love in our house has hit fever pitch.

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I’m laying at least part of the blame in this fiasco on getting new front doors installed last year:

My youngest turns 3 in a few days. He’s sound asleep at the moment and I’m always amazed at how peaceful he looks when he is at rest.

20130508-02A generally easy-going kid, he has a twisted sense of humor and a penchant for unexpected mischief. Lately, this has been demonstrated in his love of locking everyone out of the house. The first couple times it happened to me, I was lucky — it was hot, so our windows were open and screens are relatively easy to get through (something to remember, should I ever decide on a career shift from coffee roaster to cat burglar). Since then, if I go out, I make sure someone else is nearby in the house with him or I grab my keys.

This morning, when I was gardening and he was in and out of the house, I had my keys in my pocket and was smugly prepared when he inevitably locked the storm door and the inner steel door.

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When he is tired, our 2 year old is quite stubborn. Getting him to do what we want or need him to do can take a lot of convincing and often ends up being an exercise in exasperation.

One of the most effective techniques in our house to overcome this challenge is utilizing the well-known, oft-joked-about “Toddler Rules Of Acquisition.”

If you haven’t seen this list circulating on the internet yet, I highly recommend checking it out. It is disturbingly (amusingly!) accurate.

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5:00am, 29 August 2012
Broadcove Beach Campground, Cape Breton, NS

We had arrived the night before, at dusk, in the onset of pouring rain, to select our campsite and set up our tents. During the night, I could hear the sound of retching, but it sounded like it was coming from the campsite beside us. I figured if it was one of my kids, they’d let me know.

I underestimated the independence and fortitude of my 10yr old.

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