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What to do with a well-functioning battery operated race car with radio remote control?
Some kids might play with it, they race it around the house. Awesome.
Well, ‘Timan’ did this too … for a short while.
But then his curiosity took over and he was more interested in using Daddy’s tools to skillfully disassemble it.
I guess his next birthday present will be his very own real tool set with many different screw drivers, a pair of pliers, a wrench and a small hammer.
And all broken mechanical objects in our house will be saved for disassembling by my little mechanic in training.
I’m just waiting until he starts with electronic things. Duh.
Please have mercy, I fear for
Daddy’s phone, Mommy’s phone, TV, DVD, laptop, the car in front of the house the worst. 😉
How did you fulfill your kids needs to satisfy their curiosity by taking apart mechanical things?
These days we are past ‘Jingle bells’ (finally, sigh), we’re done with ‘Twinkle twinkle little star’ and we moved on to other lyrics and songs, which are recited by ‘Timan’ on a regular basis, like … all the time.
With other words: His repertoire of songs and rhymes is steadily growing.
Of course, we are singing the ‘ABC-song’ and he knows some songs in Swiss. But lately he’s coming home with one Creole song after another, these are all songs or rhymes he’s learning in preschool.
Like this one for example:
The children are sitting in a circle. And while one kid is walking around this circle, all kids are singing:
“I am planting, I am planting,
a carrot, (a) little eggplant,
(if) it doesn’t grow, (if) it doesn’t grow.
I pull out one.”
and with the last words the one walking touches the nearest child on the head. This kid is following now the one going around. This is repeated until there is only one person left sitting.
“Look at the one that is rotten.”
Everybody is laughing and the ‘rotten’ one gets to be the person ‘pulling out’ the other kids in the next round.
‘Timan’ l.o.v.e.s. this game.
But sometimes we are making up our own lyrics, like this one for example:
Tell me about your kid’s favorite songs or nursery rhymes. Do you make up your own variations as well?
… after coming home from preschool, or on a lazy Sunday afternoon at home when the Hubs is not around.
Living in a tourist destination has one major drawback when your spouse is working for exactly this industry.
Odd working hours and being away from home during the weekend happens on a regular basis. Bummer.
That’s why you find ‘Timan’ and I usually on the beach on Saturday, not only because it’s fun, also because I have to get him out of the house before the roof starts falling on our heads. But on Sundays we stay home because everybody else is going to the beach.
I need my space and can’t stand it when other people drop their possessions closer than 100 yards from my towel. This may sound a little bit spoiled, I know, but usually there are not too many people around, on some beaches you won’t find anybody else at all during the week.
But to keep a 3 1/2-year-old-boy busy doing something by himself on Sunday it not always easy, but it’s feasible. Even without TV. Take the early morning for example. I already trained him to start the day slowly. It was hard work at the beginning, but the little man seems to understand that Mommy needs to sleep in once in a while. At least for one more hour. Nowadays he wakes up briefly around 6:15am, turns around, closes his eyes, sleeps some more, does this maybe twice,
by the time it’s around 6:45am he jumps out of bed, grabs his juice next to the bed (lovingly put there by me the night before), slurps it down, I hear the door to the bathroom open and close. Then he jumps on my bed and plays with his LEGOs (also lovingly arranged there the night before by me). I guess he can’t be without me. Sigh. But he plays quietly for another 30 minutes. Mission accomplished. Yeah.
Around 7:30am I slowly open my eyes and watch him playing until he looks at me and chirps ‘Morning Mommy, did you wake up?’ followed by a ‘I wanna have pancakes … NOW’. And off we go.
And the calm and the quietness are over for the day. Until he feels like coloring:
Cars of course.
A butterfly … and another one … and another one … and another one … and another one …
How are you getting some time for yourself during the weekend when your partner is not home and your little one has no intention of taking a nap ?
Hardly a day passes and ‘Timan’ doesn’t find something highly interesting walking home from ‘creche’ (preschool).
Last week there were at least twenty baby centipedes he had the immense pleasure of squashing flat by repeatedly jumping on them (with shoes, of course).
Yesterday his sharp eyes spotted this next to the steps:
lyrics: traditional nursery rhyme
Never ever it is ‘sugar and spice’ or anything nice, but I don’t care, it keeps my tot busy for a while. 😉
For those of you, who are curious, here’s a close up:
No further comment.
Is your little guy a ‘typical’ boy and your girl a little lady, or is it maybe the other way round?
By now you probably know we are living on an island, far away in the middle of the ocean, with a tropical climate, with a lot of sun and a lot of rain and the most beautiful beaches. Of course we go for a swim as often as we can.
But my idea of ‘a great day on the beach’ is not exactly what my son has in mind. I would love to relax under a palm-tree, with a good book in one hand and a good drink in the other and just chill. And once in a while I would get up and dive into the turquoise-blue water for a refreshing swim.
But there is this lovely 3-year-old boy who has other plans.
This is what ‘Timan’ considers a perfect day on the beach:
I’m still alive, because I’m fast, he didn’t get me (yet). 😉
Tell me about your outings with your little one, when you ended up doing nothing what you wanted to do, but doing everything your kid had in mind. Or is it just us?