After reading some parenting articles that popped into my inbox via BabyCenter and WhatToExpect, I decided to use the proper words for body parts rather than cutesy nicknames that will save me from some embarrassment.
So when Nicky points at his particulars and asks me what it is I tell him it’s his penis (I feel dirty just writing it). He repeats the word after me like he’s been doing with new words for a while now.
I live in constant fear of him yelling it out in the middle of church.
It’s been over a week since the last time he asked. So this morning as I’m getting Nicky dressed he points at my waist and says, “mommy’s penis” I explain that only boys have them (so I’d appreciate he not tell people I have one).” Then, because this kid really knows how to hurt me he says, “mommy’s mustache.”
So I tell him that when a woman has a mustache we don’t say anything about it.
I don’t have one btw.
After getting dressed he wants to play with play dough. I pull out all the green play dough and start to roll it into a cylinder which yesterday, he was calling “capeeshes”. So I thought I was making a big capeesh for him and he yells out, “a big penis!”
And now he’s asking me to make the play dough into a big penis.
When did my life get so inappropriate?
This stuff is so easy to make!
Throw the following ingredients into a saucepan:
- 1 Cup flour
- 2 tsp cream of tartar
- 1/3 CUP salt
- 1 Cup water
- 1 tbsp oil
Stir over medium heat until it gets thicker. Then add whichever food coloring you want. Continue stirring until the play dough pulls away from the pan. Set on wax paper to cool.
The whole process takes less than ten minutes.
I have to say, it’s pretty fun to play with it while it’s still warm.
I originally made some two years ago in my overzealousness to make things for Nicky. It took a little longer before he was really interested, point being though, that play dough is still going strong. The only reason I made more was because he’s mixed together the colors and even some brand name play dough his aunt gave him. It’s U-G-L-Y.
I love peanut butter.
I just wanted to say that before I went off on it.
I always find it on my pants. Sometimes my shirts, but usually my pants. It’s become an accessory several times a week. I don’t own that many pairs of jeans, mostly because I’m losing weight so I don’t want to stock up on pants that won’t fit me for long.
Sometimes I know the peanut butter is there because toddler man mouths my leg after eating some. Sometimes I find it later, I look down and there it is, about the height of the kitchen table because someone decided peanut butter makes excellent paint (and it kind of does).
It’s kind of gotten to the point where I’m not so careful when I eat anymore. The food on the kitchen floor doesn’t always come from the toddler in the room, why should it? I have to clean it up no matter who makes the mess and there’s always going to be something to clean up…so why try so hard?
Toddlers may be messy – but they sure are fun. So for now I’ll deal with the peanut butter and all the other little messes and I’ll try to be more put together and clean when I’m older.
As I posted yesterday – I thought I had a draft of my weekly new things. This is by a complete list, looks like I stopped adding after about three months or so but you get the idea.
So I’ve fallen behind reporting on my weekly “projects” which I have dubbed Pinterest projects because honestly 99% of them will be attempts to do things I saw on Pinterest.
So here’s what I’ve tried and how they turned out.
1) Homemade paint. Recipe found HERE. This….did not work for me. I may try it again some time but it came out too thick to actually be used as paint.
2) Family Home Evening on Prayer – I just kind of made this one up. I have pictures to go with all the answers to the questions.
3) Preschool Calendar Board – this one actually took two weeks because I had to order more ink and go back to the store to get more velcro and laminating paper. I got the idea from HERE.4) Glazed Donut Muffins – HERE
These were delicious! Enough said.
5) Pin the Tail on the Bunny (LINK – PS I love this website!) however – the project failed. Seemed simple enough but the Velcro was just too strong and the tails ripped off.
6) baptism FHE
7) Pound cake
I’ve made pound cake before but I wanted to try a new recipe. Recipe found here.
There may have been too much batter, or it was too fluffy, or the pan’s too small. So many options.
But it tasted delicious!
8) homemade guacamole
9) homemade Reese’s eggs
10) rice krispy Easter baskets
11) Wall signs
I kind of knew when I started the 25 days of service that not every day would be blog worthy. What I’m trying to learn this year is to serve despite “ambition”. Serve even when it’s something small and also – recognize that small things are service.
On Mormon.org, one of the suggestions one day was to say nice things behind someone’s back…I would have never thought of that being an act of service. But it is nice that on the really busy days, I can still squeeze in a small act of service. I can donate, I can let someone know I’m thinking of them, I can smile at every person I pass in park (which I did, last Friday). I’m trying to break out of the mindset that service takes a lot of time or money. Although I’m still doing things that take time and money in addition, just not every day.
We’ve made and delivered Christmas cookies to a neighbor, we donated gift cards to our bishopric to give to members of our ward who may need them, bought Christmas stocking stuffers for the missionaries serving in our ward, made a donation to a children’s hospital, etc.
I’ve been trying to mix my service between community, ward, friends and family. I think the hardest to recognize and to do is with my immediate family, the ones I share a house with, the ones I’m always doing things for anyway so it feels like cheating if I use service to them one day.
Overall – it’s been a positive experience so far and I’ve been working on my list of service ideas to do throughout the year. I think I mentioned in the last post, I’m hoping to do one service project a month with Nicky. But hopefully I’ll also be able to teach him how to serve everyday by helping out the people closest to him.
When my niece was little she used to say, “no say me no” which I think was her saying, “don’t tell me no”. I still use her phrase 12 years later. Nicky, has learned the word, “no” and it has made life a little more difficult and certain made every decision take longer. The video you are about to see is real, it’s not a re-enactment, these are not actors. This is a Wednesday morning and what every morning would be like if I actually let my toddler pick out what he wanted to wear instead of limiting his options to two shirts.
By the way – he ended up going with the “friend” shirt: