Wednesday, November 15, 2006

ZOE





Sunday, November 05, 2006

Grrrowly Grrrl

(NOTE: this post is from Sept 27th! )

It's Wednesday so both kids are home all day today. Could be daunting, contemplating a day where I have to entertain them both for the entire day; so I started, at breakfast, by banishing the TV for the remainder of the day. So far so good. The house is calm, the kids are playing. I seem to have a few moments to myself to write.

Although we all love the new house there are times when all the moving and new school and what have you gets to the kids. Most recently, Liam has decided that with all the new stuff we are buying for the house he isn't getting his fair share. He has been resorting to tirades about how we never get him anything; Christmas is too far away, his life is so terrrible, he hasn't ANY toys and he NEEDS King Jayko RIGHT NOW!! Sigh.

Zoe on the other hand seems to be going through another developmental bout of tantrums over whatever annoying thing is most convenient; food lately. I commented to one mom the other day that she has recently gone from a well rounded and positive relationship with food to a diet consisting primarily of chicken, cheese and chocolate. This week it has been further reduced to sausage rolls and, um, orange juice. ...This too shall pass.

The point of all this is that she is back into her completely out of control temper tantrums which are really hard on my hearing - my ears were ringing for an hour after yesterday afternoon's tirade. But somehow, even in her anger Zoe can manage to make me smile - sometimes.

Zoe's sense of order permeates even her worst moods it seems. Yesterday at lunch, after a whirlwind session of pickups from preschool to kindergarten, we were all pretty hungry yet both kids insisted on foods that had to be cooked - space shape chicken and sausage roll - so they had to wait. Zoe was really mad; stomping around the kitchen shouting how she wanted her sausage roll NOW! (and refusing offers of cheese, crackers, apple etc). But her stomping was hindered by discarded shoes from our entrance as well as Liam's abandoned jacket and backpack. So, with exaggerated actions punctuated by growls and shouting she kicked all the shoes out the door and slammed it. Then she picked up Liam's Jacket and backpack and marched them over to his hook where she hung them up growling the whole time.

Later in the day she came across my hoodie which I must have taken off in her room. She brought it to me stating "Mom, I found this on my pajama drawer. Mom it doesn't belong in my pajama drawer, you should put it away."
As I was busy doing something else I didn't put it away, I just draped it over a chair. Later she found it again and brought it to me admonishing my lax behaviour with a "Mom, you should hang this up on a mommy hook."
Touche little one!