Friday, October 23, 2009

Monday, October 19, 2009

GUEST BLOGGER: Margaret

I visited Olivia last week and got to observe her little quirks and personality.

1. She won’t let you leave anyone behind. One time, Joyce was on the phone on the street, and I needed to move the car about a foot (with Olivia inside), and Olivia started SCREAMING – “Mommy! Mommy! Mommy!” and crying. She watches the stragglers, too, and she stays behind, screaming, if she thinks we forgot someone.

2. She LOVES music and dancing. Spencer and Joyce have taught her only two songs – “Twinkle Twinkle” and ABCs.

3. She's the boss. “Daddy ABC!!!” means that dad needs to sing the ABC song for her. It's no longer good enough that she gets what she wants (e.g., a bottle.) If she wants her mother to make her bottle push away whoever is making it and say “Nooo --- Mommy bottle!”

4. She LOVES Maisy. One morning, I heard her wake up and read out loud to herself - I heard her flipping pages and saying “Maisy! Up, Up, Up… Bye Bye!” She also suggests which book to read by saying 'How bout Maisy?' or 'How bout Gerla?' (Good Night Gorilla)

5. She likes to carry her purse with her and fill it with as many books as possible – she can say “heavy!”. She takes it in the car with her, and then insists on taking it to wherever we are going. Joyce usually ends up carrying it.

More highlights from Margaret's visit

Olivia dancing.

Sunday, October 11, 2009

More material for Olivia's future therapy sessions

Olivia's Aunt Margaret arrived in town late last night. It's been great having Margaret here, Olivia has been receiving presents every 15 minutes and we are thrilled to have Margaret here to entertain Olivia.

Margaret took Olivia to the playground this afternoon. The minute they returned, Olivia took off her shoes and said 'Elmo?' Since Olivia had already watched an hour of TV today, I told her 'No,' at which point she started crying uncontrollably. After a protracted crying fit and two time outs, she figured out that we weren't going to let her watch more TV today.

About an hour later, we asked Margaret how the trip to the playground went. "Olivia was having lots of fun. The only way that I could get her to leave was to say 'If we leave, we can go home and watch Elmo.'"

Saturday, October 10, 2009

Sesame Street


We record Sesame Street on the DVR and let Olivia watch when we need downtime. Either we need a lot of downtime or her daycare provider has figured out the same trick, as she knows a lot of the characters from the show (remember, the new Sesame Street has a lot of filler between the cool muppets.) Last night, we were at Spencer's parents house and Olivia brought a Sesame Street book that she had found at their house. Turning the pages, ...

'Bert!' (when she saw Bert.)

'Bert' (when she saw Ernie)

'Coo Kie' (when she saw Cookie Monster.)

And when she saw the Count, 'Cowt. One Two. Ha ha ha ha ha'

Friday, October 9, 2009

Bad Mother

A few months ago I discussed an article from the Sfgate 'Poop' blog, 'Judgmental Parenting Roundtable'. Since the JP Roundtable has been on hiatus of late, I'll need to come up with my own articles, stories, parenting methods, and people to be judgmental about.

There is no question that this woman is a bad mother (and a really bad person).

Thursday, October 8, 2009

I have too much time on my hands.

One of my guilty pleasures is reading sfgate.com, the web home of the San Francisco Chronicle. I especially enjoy reading the comments because I enjoy getting a pulse on what other people in the Bay Area think about various divisive topics. Occasionally I get engrossed in a particular topic and feel guilty about having way too much time on my hands. The house is a mess, there are stacks of unfolded laundry, I should be rebalancing my 401K and yet I have time to read 3 pages of comments on a blog posting like this one. I lost interest after about 30 comments, but was amazed that 167 people have commented on how they feel about the new Whole Foods in Noe Valley. Are our lives really that boring that a grocery store becomes a heated topic? Have my brain cells degenerated so much that I consider this to be a lively debate?