Life, Kids, Technology & that move to another continent
The other day we were going out to a birthday party. M called up to the girls: “Girls get your trainers on for the birthday party since there will be sports.” The girls both groaning a reply “we don’t like sports”.
The first thing that pops into my mind is that they are totally my children.
Photo from me during my first year playing Soccer (ie Football) since I don’t typically post pictures of the girls.
With school out for 7 weeks the girls are in day camp for a few days a week. You can send each kid to camp with 50 pence for a snack they can purchase after lunch. The girls were excited about that so M has been sending them to camp with money for snack.
The other day A didn’t eat her lunch, or eat well while at camp. Presumably she did eat her snack so M withheld A’s money the next day. There does need to be consequences to not following directions.
That lead A to apparently take her coin purse (presumably with coins in) it to camp. She took it upon herself to buy a snack. Outstanding questions remain around how much it cost her since she really can’t tell the coins apart from each other. What facts are in evidence is she got her snack. Her coin purse went to camp. Knowing A i am not surprised she pulled a stunt like this. Before she could talk she would smile at you while hiding her favorite stuffed toy in a bag or behind her back as she smuggled it out of her room (she knew she wasn’t supposed to do that).
If the apocalypse does happen I know who to turn to for black market items.
Our oldest drew this picture today. As we were talking about how small the baby looked we compared it to how small her imaginary friend Doka was. I asked her were Doka was? If he had remained in NY. I was told he is still here and the man at the airport never found him in her ear. That lead us to discover her imaginary friend has been living in her ear illegally this whole time.
If I ever wasn’t sure how different my kids are it is this candy challenge. On the way home from Covent Gardens I promised we could goto a candy store we have seen a few times. I steered them away from a few things however was generally encouraging to have the girls pick something they liked. The older one picked the large chocolate lollipop and i was thinking it was a bit big but why not. The younger one picked the tiny lolly pop over chocolates Carmela’s and other stuff. I endured up getting a bag of salted Carmel’s on top of what they choose just so she could have something else too. The guy at the check out gave me her tiny lolly for free since they typically charge by weight.
The funny thing is they both were very happy! The trip home was uneventful. That was half the reason to get the treats!
One day at dinner before we moved to London I was discussing with the girls one of the things we can do when were in England. The girls love princess stories so MC and I talked up the fact that we can go see all sorts of different castles. This was something we’ve discussed several times and both girls had been excited about it.
This night T was still excited and wanted some more details. A on the other hand wasn’t so excited. I asked her why. She said she was going to be bored. She wanted to see just one castle and that was enough.
After a statement like that I didn’t really know what else to say except to confirm that’s what she meant. She did. Then I went about eating dinner…
I am hoping it is universal for little kids to constantly ask if they “ate well”? For those without kids that is their code for did I eat enough to get desert or a treat. Little tip kids if you are asking it is likely a “no, no you did not eat well”.
My wife and I realized the effect of sugar on T early on. We try to avoid treats or desert every day. That doesn’t mean the girls do not get treats or try to get them often enough.
Recently we have experienced a new phenomenon. T will eat a lot f her meal or even all of what us in her plate without anyone asking. At or near the end of the meal she will ask if she ate well. At that point I am like, actually you did. At time of writing this T has done that at least 3 times with successful desert for her. Now all she needs to do is not be a crazy person after getting desert so I won’t regret giving her anything.
Her sister is not as evolved. She is still at the phase of being outraged when told. She cannot have desert after not eating a single piece of her dinner. MC and I are just bastards. I am hoping she learns or just toned down the yelling. I am good with that. I know neither are realistic for a while.
This week in our house loose change has been worth it’s weight in gold. For some reason the girls have been super excited to find lose change and put them in their piggy banks.
This week I had to find coins to give both of them since they were fighting over the three or four that they had gotten sometime recently.
I find it amusing that they enjoy taking dimes and quarters and putting them in a container. I know that they won’t be that easily entertained in the future.
At dinner Tonight T announced her favorite holidays were Christmas, Hanukkah, Easter, and Halloween in that order. She declares that she loved them all since for all of them they got treats or presence. This just proves that the Jews are doing a terrible job of promoting Purim.
After T’s declaration Am confirmed she agreed with that top 4 list.
The girls love to pretend play. A lot of times I love pretending they’re taking our orders at a restaurant and then bringing us food. Other times they like to play school. They also just like to clean around the house which I highly encourage.
One day recently T came over to me and asked me what I wanted to order. I told her a Jack and Coke. Her reply was “Jack and coke tastes yucky pick something else.”
Next I asked her for a scotch on the rocks. Her reply was “Scotch on the rocks taste like rocks”. That’s when I just asked for a Diet Coke and she brought me one.
After I received my pretend Diet Coke I wanted to try again on the scotch so I asked for a scotch need. I was then told that I already had a drink. That conversation ended quickly.