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My cars are not for racing (Memories Captured)

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. 😉

If you want to see more ‘Memories Captured’, head over to Alison @ Mama Wants This or Galit @ These Little Waves for their meme

How did you fulfill your kids needs to satisfy their curiosity by taking apart mechanical things?


My tots quirks are driving me nuts sometimes

I’m writing this post in an attempt to lighten my heart, to get the evil thoughts out of my system, because most of the time once in a while my little son is driving me insane.

Not even two weeks ago he turned tree years old and everybody told me the terrible two stage miraculously comes to an end on the third birthday, right? 😉 Of course not. It’s getting worse. Much worse.

In an attempt to save the last bit of my sanity I’m writing down the things that are driving me nuts bother me just a tiny little bit in the behavior of my little devil adorable, sweet little boy. And of course, after reading them you will laugh and say, hey, they are all age appropriate, that’s the stage of development he’s currently in, everything is normal and ok.

Ok for the tot maybe, but those quirks make me kick the wall (when nobody is watching). Because ‘Timan’ knows how to do things properly, he even likes to do them. Just not very often. Sigh and sigh again.

So here they are:

  • I can’t sit somewhere during the day without ‘Timan’ running towards me and climbing on my lap. It doesn’t matter if he was peacefully playing with his toys somewhere else, as soon as I’m sitting he’s coming and trying to climb up. This is not funny anymore and not relaxing for Mommy. I don’t like to sip my coffee while standing around as if I was a parcel at the post office that somebody forgot to pick up. Grrrr.
  • He loves to bump his head into soft body parts like my belly when I’m all relaxed. He does it like a bull and it’s really painful. And tighten my abs the whole day long may be good for my appearance, I know, but it’s so tiring. Grrrr.
  • He’s taking more things and toys in his mouth than when he was 1-year old. Ok, go figure, because now, two years later he just has more toys. On top of mouthing his cars he also does it with other things like pieces of cell tape, clothespins, tubes of cream, rolls of toilet paper … the list is endless. So far he only does it with things we have at home. And he doesn’t suck his thumb. So I should be grateful, shouldn’t I? Sigh.
  • He still pees next to our main entrance. As soon as I unlock the door in the morning, he shoots outside and marks his territory. Maybe we need to get a dog that takes this task away from him. 😉 And don’t get me started with our gate. This is the next place that is frequently getting his spray.
  • The tantrums these days last much longer than they used to and the screeching and screaming is much higher and louder. Especially if he’s close to me and screeching with full lungs into my ear. This is so freekin painful and gives me a headache every time. Grrrr.
  • He’s sometimes quite opinionated for his age. Every thing he knows better and he doesn’t accept other opinions, like mine for instance. And every time when this happens it makes me wonder: Have I taught him the wrong things? Or is this the beginning of a typical single child behavior?
  • He is such a slowpoke when it comes to do things that are not his idea (brushing teeth, washing hands or getting ready and stop moving around so I can put cream on his rash for instance). But on the other hand, if he wants me to do something, it has to happen in this very second, of course.
  • Only a broken car is a good car. And here I guess we have the typical issue boy vs girl. I wouldn’t say that I’m a typical ‘girl’, but I like things neat and intact. A broken toy is worth nothing to me and has to be fixed or replaced. And here I have to learn from my tot, because a broken car is all of a sudden transformed into a new toy, with a new purpose and a new name. I guess that’s also called a vivid imagination. So I’m trying to step back and let the destructive work take place to a certain extent.

‘Timan’s favorite broken ‘new’ toys with the names ‘wagon’, ‘racing’, ‘cabrio’ and ‘special’.

And having written this last section, I’m already starting to feel a little better. Maybe because ‘Timan’ is peacefully napping right now, maybe because I’m a proud mommy of a sweet little tot with such a vivid imagination that enables him to play on his own (he just doesn’t want to do it as often as I like him to) or maybe because finally we have rain here in paradise, rain that might fill up our lakes for water storage and hopefully our water will take a turn to the better within the next couple of weeks.

And by this time ‘Timan’s chlorine rash caused by the tap water might also be a nightmare from the past, I hope. Unfortunately it’s still there, maybe a little less than before, I don’t know anymore. But it’s still very itchy, even though since two weeks we are using untreated water the Hubs has to bring down in bottles from a river way up the mountains, where nobody is living. And maybe it’s not the chlorine, but something else and I have to find out what it is.

But I’m trying to give our little son all the love, cuddles and all the mommy-time he needs.

Thanks for hearing me out and reading my outburst. I guess it’s not so bad after all.

But now, please tell me it’s me, not the tot, who has the problem. The things I’ve listed, they are age appropriate, aren’t they?

Wordless Wednesday – who says cars are for driving?

If you love’em …

you stack’em.

These days we are living with car piles everywhere in the house.

(as part of Wordless Wednesdays and linked up with live and love … out loud, project alicia, parenting BY dummies, Dagmar’s Momsense, Seven Clown Circus, Tara’s view of the world, Crazy About My Baybah, Supermom Alysha, 5 Minutes for Mom and more )

Wordless Wednesday – we love to do PFBF

and ‘Paradise-Family-Beach-Fun’ goes like this:

playing …

playing …

swimming with Mommy …

swimming with Hubs …

and more playing with Hubs …

the whole day long.

And when we’re back home there is …

blessed silence. 🙂

(as part of Wordless Wednesdays and linked up with live and love … out loud, project alicia, parenting BY dummies, Dagmar’s Momsense, Seven Clown Circus, Dear Crissy Momhood captured, Supermom Alysha and more )

It’s a man’s world – or rather a boy’s world

Our ‘Timan’ is not a baby or bubba anymore, no, he is a boy now. He entered the ‘boyhood’ around the time he lost his diapers and when he started to tell us explicitly what he likes and wants and what he despises and therefore doesn’t like at all. Luckily he’s not aware of the word ‘hate’ (yet) and I’m so happy about this. 🙂

I am always trying to treat him in a gender neutral way, at least emotionally. We do cuddle and snuggle a lot, he’s running to Mommy to kiss his booboo away and if he was a girl it wouldn’t be any different. ‘Timan’ is wearing shorts and t-shirts and no skirts, of course (I do not want him to be exposed to people’s jokes), but not the type of clothes saying something about ‘boy’ on it. Some of them are blue, yes, because it’s Mommy’s favorite color and some of them are any other color looking good on him.

And then came the time he started to wear underwear. So we went shopping together and I let him chose the ‘undies’ he liked. All of his choices have either a car, plane, truck or train on them. Boy-underwear they are.

Concerning the toys it was always Mommy’s or Daddy’s choice in the past. Now it’s his own choice. Now he can tell us clearly what he would like to get. And it’s always something with a car, a bus, a truck …. , well, a ‘boy’-toy. And well in his ‘terrible two’ he’s never throwing a tantrum in town because of a ‘girl’-toy he sees in a store. But if he happens to see the car … oh boy oh boy.

Sometimes we are visiting friends with daughters. In their house he never plays with ‘girl’-toys, he might pick the car out of the ‘Barbie and Ken’-set and when the girls want to play ‘mommy, daddy and baby’ with him, he escapes within the 1st minute. Well, I think not entirely because of the game itself, but because being the smallest one, ‘Timan’ always ends up being the baby in the game.

I’m still amazed how much of his so gender typical behavior is coming from himself, without influence from the outside. It looks as if ‘Timan’ is ‘programmed’ to behave like a typical boy, and I think it doesn’t matter so much where we are living or who his parents are or with whom he’s living with.

He’s still likes to ‘help’ around the house, hanging laundry and cleaning things with water (because of the splashing involved, I guess), but when he sees Hubs working on the car, he wants to ‘fix’ his own set of wheels right away and leaves everything else behind.

‘Timan’ has entered the world of boys and there is no way back. He loves to do boy things, loves to ‘paint’ the wall with his pee, plays with boy toys, starts to fix about anything in our house (broken or not, it doesn’t matter 😉 ).

I believe in todays western world it’s easier for little girls to do all the things little boys are doing, at least most of them. Starting with the type of clothes girls can wear and ending with the typical ‘boy’-toys they are playing with. And nobody will say anything. ‘Timan’ is making his own picks and if he would choose a ‘girl’-toy or a ‘girl’-color for his clothes, no problem. When he’s old enough to go to school, he can wear a skirt after school if he wants to, no problem with me (all kids have to wear school-uniforms). But I’ll definitely warn him about the consequences, the laughter, the staring and bad talking of his peers.

Where do we get from here? I hope he keeps his mind open for all the things labeled ‘female’ in this world and in his life, doesn’t stop using the soft touch he still has and never forgets Mommy and all the other females are not from Mars, but from Venus.

How is it with your kids? Is you boy doing the typical ‘boy things’, or maybe not? And what about your girl? Is your child ‘acting’ according to his/her gender?

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