I told Ethan I was exhausted last night. After I explained what it means, he responded "I'm exhaust-tired, too, Momma!" Everything is cars with him!He walks around talking to himself a lot now, pretending all the time. Recently, he was making introductions to himself (or to whomever he was pretending to talk). "And this is my son, Ethan. And here's my son, Rayen. And here's my son, Blythe. And here's my son, Momma..."
He is starting to do some small chores himself. One thing he does is get the mail. And he reads the mail. "And this mail says, 'I love you, from Grandma.'" Hint hint, Grandma Karla. He loves getting your postcards!
Wow! Something clicked with Rayen today and she's on the move! She's unplugging my laptop, pulling herself up to grab stuff off the couch, chasing Cordelia around the living room. I keep being too slow with the camera.She's started mimicking everything she hears. She sings on the same pitch as the sirens outside, Ethan whining, a beep from the microwave, or songs from the Disney movies.
She's starting to do all kinds of big kid things: holding her own drink, stealing toys from Ethan, eating a whole banana for lunch, and responding in very loud and dramatic ways when she falls down, or Ethan steals something from her, or I do something she doesn't like. She's so determined and headstrong. I need to start meditating and doing yoga, so that I can have the presence of mind to not get into power struggles with either of my children.
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Well, don't be too hard on yourself. You are who you are and they are who they are, and ultimately we all just have to adjust to each other. But also remember kids don't have any limits to how far they will go in a power struggle, so you have to decide what hill is worth dying on, so to speak.
i love this post:) thank you for sharing!!
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