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Somebody got the flu…
I have never seen this kid so miserable. Yesterday I got him ready for school thinking he was feeling better and then he sat down and pretty much stayed like this the rest of the day. He slept more that day then he has ever slept in one day in his ENTIRE life. No joke. He is not fond of sleeping and normally if you mention the word nap he yells “I HATE NAPS!” This week he has been requesting naps. So what do you do with your kids when they are that miserable? I try to read books, we did a craft, but for the most part we have been watching a lot of cartoons. That is the only time he isn’t moaning about his misery. And then what do you do with kid number 2 who doesn’t have the flu? Tell her to close her eyes??? Luckily with all of the napping he really wasn’t staring at a screen all day. So yeah, cartoons. These days its pretty easy to watch cartoons without having to watch all the commercials for crap. I’ve gotten pretty good at avoiding them. So I thought! Turns out that when you watch a cartoon onDemand with our cable service they still interrupt your show with commercials for crap. And after the second show, probably the 2nd or 3rd time this commercial aired, this happened:
In case you didn’t hear that right, my 3 year old told me that she wants Fruity Pebbles, a cereal she admits she has never had, but is her “favorite” and the reason she needs it is because it is “part of a complete breakfast” holy hell, my daughter has been brainwashed!
so then we had THE TALK
What the heck is part of a complete breakfast? and why does Mom hate cereal so much? First off, I love cereal. But every time I eat cereal I am starving less than an hour later. Not just a little hungry but STARVING. Sugar crashes, and food dye, and unpronounceable ingredients. Ahh! Yes there are good cereals out there, but we are talking about the junk food that is marketed to our kids that is basically a lie. It is kinda hard to explain to kids why things that taste so good are not part of a complete breakfast. So we focused on what we normally eat for breakfast and why they are so much better. Oatmeal with fresh berries, eggs with black beans and turkey sausage, homemade breakfast bars with greek yogurt smoothies. Things that fill you up and make you feel good and give you long lasting energy so you can have a good day, not an I’m tired and starving and cranky kind of day. We talked about protein and good carbs and low sugar options. Yes, we really did. Maybe they don’t fully comprehend it now, but if they keep hearing that they need protein to start their day over and over again, one day it might sink in. If my daughter can watch a commercial 3 times and declare that Fruity Pebbles are her favorite food even though she has never tried them, then I bet by next year she will be telling me that she needs more omega-3 fatty acids in her dinner.
We are a little off right now because last night she told me her pee was clear because she had lots of protein that day! but its a start…
I don’t know, maybe I’m just ranting, maybe we should throw the tv out the window if I don’t want my kids exposed to commercials, maybe I’m too controlling, but it just gets to me that kids are being targeted and fed false information. Don’t they deserve better?
Nothing like some good voodoo magic to get me back to blogging. We have found a somewhat local NAET practitioner (30 min drive as opposed to the 60 min drive I was prepared to make. Mason has had a terrible cough for months now. It has been determined by his pediatrician that it is related to allergies, which is what I suspected, but so far every last thing they have recommended has not worked. And yes, I did give it a chance! So we are trying NAET again and hoping we have results as good as when we did NAET with Maiya. Last week was brain balancing, and tonight is egg mix. We will be keeping all egg and chicken related things at least 5 feet from Mason’s energy field for approx 25 hours after treatment. Yes, we are weird. Yes, I really believe this crazy sounding stuff works. I will try to update as we go. Let the voodoo magic begin!
Mason has been real close to reading for quite a while now. We could tell he was ready, but he just didn’t have the confidence to do it yet. That kid hates making mistakes, and I think that now that he is in kindergarten and he is seeing how easy the work is for him, he is realizing that he is quite capable of reading basic early reader books. It is so exciting watching this click with him. Tonight he picked his bedtime story and announced that HE was going to read it to us! AND HE DID! And he was SO excited! You could tell that he was not just loving all the praise from us, but he is truly proud of himself. Good times, I tell ya, good times.
We had a wonderfully low-key Easter this year. I bought way too much candy. (easter candy shopping and that certain time of the month should NEVER collide). The kids were relatively well-behaved because yes, they are kids, and the puppy, well yes, she is a puppy. PUPPY! I forgot to post about the new addition to our family. Well, add that to the list of posts I have written in my head that can’t seem to make it to the interweb. Let’s just pretend you knew we had a puppy and I will fill you in later about that. So yeah, Easter weekend, 2 kids + puppy. Let’s back up here a minute. We haven’t been doing much lately. Meaning, I have been overwhelmed with lists and stacks and dust and things peeing and laundry resulting from things peeing and blah, blah, blah. The busier we get, the more I realize that I am rushing the kids around resulting in lots of frustration on both ends and more than occasionally me yelling “would you hurry up?! I’m doing this for you!” And that’s when I had to take a step back and realize that the kids just want to hang out at home as much as I do. So that’s what we have been up to. Hanging out, making weird crafts, reading stories, building legos, doing science experiments and trying to have more fun together. The dog (as much as she likes to pee on the carpet) has been really awesome at reminding us to get outside and run around like fools. Lesson this month: Less is more.
Here are some sweet pictures Clint took this weekend. Maiya wants to know where Peter Hoppintail went?
Mason made us breakfast. All by himself. I was in another room. I had absolutely nothing to do with this. He even poured milk in there. I just can’t get over how much this kid does on his own now. I feel like I will blink and he will be taking the keys to the car to take his girlfriend to the movies. A flying car of course, to another planet where Moms are not allowed.
Getting ready to tour an elementary school, we hop in the car and Maiya says
“this is going to be FUN!”
Mason: Yeah, it will be, if you stop talking like I asked you to.
Maiya: but I’m a gurrrll. I talk!
Mason: I know, but you don’t have to tell me everything!
And then they went back and forth for a good five minutes. Maiya is not planning on limiting her talking anytime this century.
I told Mason he shouldn’t mess with an electrical outlet because he might get shocked.
“What will happen? It will hurt really bad and then my bones will show?”
Maybe we watch a tad too much Tom&Jerry?
#4 Holiday Soundbytes
Mason singing and performing: “Walking around the Christmas tree”
Maiya: I’m so exciting! (translation:excited)
Maiya and Mason in the bathtub
Maiya pointing to masons nipples: what are those for?
Mom: what do you think they are for?
Maiya during Toy Story 3 on Ice: the look of pure joy on her face was priceless
“I don’t ever want to do that again”
Maiya came downstairs in the morning and I asked her if she had to go pee?
After dinner, Mason disappears upstairs to play Legos. We hear Maiya up there talking to him, bothering him. Mason is nice, but snappy. Maiya stands at the top if the stairs with her arms folded “Jeep-co Peets, Mason is ANGRY.”
At dinner Maiya says “Daddy, when I grow up to be a daddy, I’m going to wear clothes like you.”
While hugging Mason so tight she is practically choking him: “Meeson, I wove you.”
Well past 10 pm on Thanksgiving Eve while I am trying to cook, Maiya keeps getting out of bed, so I ask her why she won’t sleep “I just don’t want to miss Thanksgiving.” I tell her Mason is sleeping “I will just wait for him to wake up.”