Every parent will at one time or another come to understand that punishing your child sometimes means punishing yourself.
It’s not the pity I feel looking at that sad face or the heartbreaking sound of my child crying because he/she is upset about having something taken away.
It’s that if you take away that half hour show, you have to deal with the loss of freedom you usually enjoy for that half hour. Can you say bye bye e-mail/book/Facebook/phone call/laundry/peeing alone? Instead you get a child clinging to your leg, begging for forgiveness because he will seriously die if he can’t watch Power Rangers RIGHT! NOW!
If you take away the playdate, you have to deal with the tornado aftermath of a child denied playtime with a friend. This particular tornado damages everything in its path, including your sanity. What’s even worse is when you take away the imaginary playdate that you just pulled out of your a$$, which so far is the only one I’ve had the pleasure of taking away. It’s worse because now you’re dealing with a tornado AND having to reschedule something that never existed when the tornado eventually passes. This is when I usually realize I’m a complete moron.
If you take away that coveted dessert that entered your house via sugary party favor, you will hear the words “please” “why” and “I’m dying” ten million times in ten million different whiny tones, complete with grunting, pretend hitting, flailing and never-ending attempts to change your mind through painfully immature and pathetic negotiation tactics.
All this when what you really want is to have the most pleasant day humanly possible.
And sometimes you have a situation like tonight, where you threaten to take away the trip to the ice cream store with Daddy and Big Brother because somebody (I won’t mention names) decided not to eat dinner and instead threw it on the floor and mushed it around.
You know that once you say “if you don’t take three bites, you’re not going with Daddy and your brother to get ice cream” that you need to follow through, because if you don’t, you’ll lose the respect forever. You know that although you have to deal with the kind of stomping, gurgling, screaming tantrum that causes car alarms to go off three blocks away, you have to either get those three bites in via intravenous tube or some sort of Divine Intervention must occur. You try desperately to make it a team effort – you both want something, after all – but nothing works. A patient, sugary sweet voice. Dousing the food in ketchup. Making it fly like an airplane. All the while the child is happily pushing it away and sing-songing, “Strawberry ice cream with Daddy!”, obviously not understanding the severity of the situation.
It was then that I realized instead of having zero children in the house and the opportunity to do something productive for an hour, I would have one really pissed-off toddler who wanted to “off” me once she saw the boys get into the car and leave without her.
And then… a miracle occurred.
It was simple.
And quick.
Three bites, no drama.
“Lexi, do you want to go with me and Daddy to get ice cream? You do? Then you have to eat this, okay?”
And she walks towards him with an open mouth like it was made out of chocolate.
Incredible.
(Excerpts taken from HuffPost online)
Sophia is the new top girls’ name in the U.S., unseating Isabella after a two-year reign, according to the Social Security Administration’s announcement of 2011’s most popular baby names.
Jacob remains the most popular name for boys for the 13th year in a row.
The celebrity baby name influence is evidenced by two names leaping up the ranks. Mason, the new number two boys’ name, is the name of Kourtney Kardashian’s baby boy. And Harper, the fastest-rising name for girls, was chosen last year by Victoria and David Beckham for their first daughter.
Sophia is only the tenth name in history to be the U.S. Number one for girls. The others are, in reverse chronological order, Isabella, Emma, Emily, Jessica, Ashley, Jessica (again), Jennifer, Lisa, Linda, and Mary.
Only six names, including Jacob, have held the top spot for boys. Counting backwards from Jacob, they are Michael, David (for one year only, 1960), Michael again, Robert, James, Robert (again), and John.
Here is the list – is your child’s name on it?
| Rank | Male name | Female name |
|---|---|---|
| 1 | Jacob | Sophia |
| 2 | Mason | Isabella |
| 3 | William | Emma |
| 4 | Jayden | Olivia |
| 5 | Noah | Ava |
| 6 | Michael | Emily |
| 7 | Ethan | Abigail |
| 8 | Alexander | Madison |
| 9 | Aiden | Mia |
| 10 | Daniel | Chloe |
| 11 | Anthony | Elizabeth |
| 12 | Matthew | Ella |
| 13 | Elijah | Addison |
| 14 | Joshua | Natalie |
| 15 | Liam | Lily |
| 16 | Andrew | Grace |
| 17 | James | Samantha |
| 18 | David | Avery |
| 19 | Benjamin | Sofia |
| 20 | Logan | Aubrey |
| 21 | Christopher | Brooklyn |
| 22 | Joseph | Lillian |
| 23 | Jackson | Victoria |
| 24 | Gabriel | Evelyn |
| 25 | Ryan | Hannah |
| 26 | Samuel | Alexis |
| 27 | John | Charlotte |
| 28 | Nathan | Zoey |
| 29 | Lucas | Leah |
| 30 | Christian | Amelia |
| 31 | Jonathan | Zoe |
| 32 | Caleb | Hailey |
| 33 | Dylan | Layla |
| 34 | Landon | Gabriella |
| 35 | Isaac | Nevaeh |
| 36 | Gavin | Kaylee |
| 37 | Brayden | Alyssa |
| 38 | Tyler | Anna |
| 39 | Luke | Sarah |
| 40 | Evan | Allison |
| 41 | Carter | Savannah |
| 42 | Nicholas | Ashley |
| 43 | Isaiah | Audrey |
| 44 | Owen | Taylor |
| 45 | Jack | Brianna |
| 46 | Jordan | Aaliyah |
| 47 | Brandon | Riley |
| 48 | Wyatt | Camila |
| 49 | Julian | Khloe |
| 50 | Aaron | Claire |
| 51 | Jeremiah | Sophie |
| 52 | Angel | Arianna |
| 53 | Cameron | Peyton |
| 54 | Connor | Harper |
| 55 | Hunter | Alexa |
| 56 | Adrian | Makayla |
| 57 | Henry | Julia |
| 58 | Eli | Kylie |
| 59 | Justin | Kayla |
| 60 | Austin | Bella |
| 61 | Robert | Katherine |
| 62 | Charles | Lauren |
| 63 | Thomas | Gianna |
| 64 | Zachary | Maya |
| 65 | Jose | Sydney |
| 66 | Levi | Serenity |
| 67 | Kevin | Kimberly |
| 68 | Sebastian | Mackenzie |
| 69 | Chase | Autumn |
| 70 | Ayden | Jocelyn |
| 71 | Jason | Faith |
| 72 | Ian | Lucy |
| 73 | Blake | Stella |
| 74 | Colton | Jasmine |
| 75 | Bentley | Morgan |
| 76 | Dominic | Alexandra |
| 77 | Xavier | Trinity |
| 78 | Oliver | Molly |
| 79 | Parker | Madelyn |
| 80 | Josiah | Scarlett |
| 81 | Adam | Andrea |
| 82 | Cooper | Genesis |
| 83 | Brody | Eva |
| 84 | Nathaniel | Ariana |
| 85 | Carson | Madeline |
| 86 | Jaxon | Brooke |
| 87 | Tristan | Caroline |
| 88 | Luis | Bailey |
| 89 | Juan | Melanie |
| 90 | Hayden | Kennedy |
| 91 | Carlos | Destiny |
| 92 | Jesus | Maria |
| 93 | Nolan | Naomi |
| 94 | Cole | London |
| 95 | Alex | Payton |
| 96 | Max | Lydia |
| 97 | Grayson | Ellie |
| 98 | Bryson | Mariah |
| 99 | Diego | Aubree |
| 100 | Jaden | Kaitlyn |
| Note: Rank 1 is the most popular, rank 2 is the next most popular, and so forth. | ||
Dear Family,
Thank you so much for your beautiful gifts.
Ry – I loved the foam teapot thingy that you couldn’t wait for me to open when you brought it home Friday from school.
It’s a little hot for tea and I look slightly drunk in the photo, but I’ll let it slide. It’s the thought that counts and I really, truly love this crap. I can’t wait for handmade pottery bowls, cotton ball stuffed pillows and wooden bird feeders. Seriously.
Lex - I love your beautiful artwork. I can tell when you think of me, you think of bright, cheery colors, lots of love and a feeling of security. How sweet and thoughtful of you! Ryan said it’s “Scribble Scrabble” and you did it in two seconds. I’ll pretend I didn’t hear him.
Cory – I adore my store-bought gifts but my favorite was the one you didn’t buy. When you took the kids to Ryan’s 9am soccer game and let me sleep until 11. Then you came home exhausted and complaining that it was horrible and that Lexi cried the whole time, you tried everything and hardly got to see Ryan play. I love when this happens. Not because you had a sucky morning but because you got another glimpse into why I sometimes shout ”I’m DONE” when you walk through the door at night. Or why there is alcohol in my adult sippy cup.
You also made a mean BBQ. Your little helpers were very cute.
As much as I didn’t lift a finger today, I did get a nice surprise that reminded me that tomorrow is Monday, and my free ride is coming to an end. Over the past two months, Lexi developed an interesting habit that helps prepare her for a visit to the potty. This is how I found her 40 minutes after she was tucked in:
Look, Ma! Everything is out of the crib! I’m hilarious, no?
We didn’t have any clean zip-up pajamas that she could wear backwards to stop her from stripping (her awesome new-ish habit), so we taped her diaper tabs instead. Obviously, it didn’t hinder her at all and she succeeded in winning a trip to the potty – her favorite place to visit.
Of course she had to grab her sunglasses along the way. When walking across the hall to the potty, you must always look your best.
Oh, these faces. I love them. Kids, I am sooooooooo lucky to be your Mommy. You fill my life with joy, laughter and a mile of crazy.
Thank you for today and every day!
Love, Me
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