The terrible threes???

OK... So I subscribe to one of those parenting websites that send you age appropriate emails about your kids.... OK so I subscribe to maybe more than one. Anyway, my most recent one is about how age three might actually be worse than age two as far as the "terrible" stage goes. Are you kidding me??? Now I know this isn't new news by any means. And its true I have a five year old so "its not the first time I've been around this block" but come on... I already have my rose colored glasses on when I remember my sons earlier years. I will try to block this thought of the "terrible threes" whenever my freshly turned two year old throws a tantrum when she wakes up, or when I don't let her climb into her car seat, or when I think she's done pooping in her diaper (even when she says she's got more). Jeez! Can you believe she's already shushing me? I better go ahead and phone in my Valium order for her thirteenth birthday... I have a feeling I'm gonna need it. :)

Dont ever be late!

I just found out I can never be late to car pool pickup. Not because of the school, but because of my sweet and tender son. I went through the car line at normal time, but he must have not heard his name being called because when I got to the front of the building he wasn't there. They called his name again and he came out crying. He said he thought I had forgotten about him. Jeez! I wasn't even late! I told him I would never forget him, but now I've started getting there even earlier and he notices. "Mom how did you get here so fast" I'm really setting myself up for the day when I'm five minutes late...

Peer pressure on my side...

Can I just say, I am lovin school lunches. I decided to let my son eat school lunch the first week, so that he could get used to the process of waiting in line, ordering and paying. After that, I could make him a lunch when he wanted take one. Well, here we are two weeks in, and no complaints. No "I dont like my lunch" or "can I just have a peanut butter and jelly sandwich". These are of course what he says to me when he is home. Now dont get me wrong, these are not free range organic meals we're talking about. But they are hot (semi) nutritious meals that my son would NEVER choose ordinarily. And thats the thing, he has a CHOICE at lunch and he is CHOOSING baked chicken over hamburgers. Well, my thanks go to you other little kindergartners for getting my son to eat real food at school. Next week, could you work on getting more fish into his diet???

Cutting the strings...

No not those strings. Are you kidding me, my apron strings are made of braided barb wire (sorry kids!) But I'm talking about the diaper bag strings. You see, my Sis-in-law bought my daughter a cute micro mini tote for her birthday and freedom has begun. There's room for a diaper, some wipes, even a toy. No gigantic bag for me to carry anymore....no way. Call it a purse and my daughter will even carry it. Lovin it!!! Don't worry, I still leave my In Case of Emergency (extra diapers, extra clothes, snacks) in the car. But now I can take my fav purse inside and leave the diaper toting to my little one.