wordless wednesday

Eau de Hobo

So Little Mr. Man thinks it's fun to smell like a hobo. He must, otherwise why would he insist on peeing in his pants?

OK, so yes, next time round I'll pay more attention to the know-it-all-adults who say you should not follow the child's lead, in terms of TT, but rather wait until they're 3 (for boys at least, so really what am i saying, there won't be a "next time round" because i only have the two, one boy and one girl, and there ain't no more ;-)

anyhoo, so yes, I concede maybe, just maybe we were a bit quick on the gun with the whole TT thing, but really, it's been a really freakin' long time now, the kid is over 3, but yet he still fancies the feel of cold cloth against his skin (that reeks) rather taking 3 minutes out of his really important play and going to the bathroom.

What gives? My theory is simply that he hates me! You know, it's punishment for being such a lousy mother, but then, he does it at pre-school and really, who doesn't LOVE their pre=school teacher??? So there goes that theory, guess the little guy doesn't hate me after all?! I'm completely stymied.

I suppose I should feel blessed though, as many a friend has commented that although their darling sons have no problem going wee in the toilet, their child would rather walk around with underpants full of poop than concede and sit on a toilet. So really, maybe it's just the way it is in pre-school land. Eau de Hobo is au courant and us 'oldies' ought to just but out and let them do their thang!

So dear reader, what do you do to keep sane in TT wars?

Peace & Quiet

Some days you just have to let things go. You know, life is way too short to police a 3 year old and a 1 year old. What good is it to be those ages, if every once in a while you can't just let loose. You know, fling your toys in the air, stomp around and well, act like the zoo animal you are.

This picture is a small example of what happens when you take a "laissez faire" approach to parenting!

The kids had a great time and I got to make dinner in relative 'peace & quiet". Relative in that there wasn't really much in the way of quiet, but nowadays so long as no one is screaming or crying it seems pretty quiet to me!

What are some things that you turn a blind eye to in order to get through the day?

Secrets from the kitchen

I recently came across an article about Ellen Pompeo and her approach to motherhood. Or more accurately her approach to feeding her baby. It's lovely that Ms. Pompeo vows not to feed her daughter (Stella Luna) any junk food. I commend her. And really I felt the same. With my son, I even suffered through watching him throw countless meals on the floor, that I'd worked so hard to prepare. It really wasn't until I ran out of time. Really. Just plain ran out time and never managed to figure out how to get more of it. Sure it would be lovely to make home made meals with fresh, organic broccoli and organic meat. But there are two main problems.

1. The time issue. like I said, I ran out of it. If I were to prepare each of my children's meals from scratch, then I would never get to play with them, clean the house, go to the gym, get sleep, surf the net, update my blog, read a book, answer an email. Ok, that may be a slight exaggeration, I may be able to find the time to surf the net, in the name of finding healthy recipes.

2. The other problem is that my kids don't like my cooking. Well, they do sometimes, but it's really, really, really hard to compete with dinosaur shaped chicken nuggets and Mac & Cheese. I've made my own mac & cheese. Several times. Each time it was just thrown further and further away.

Now I still shudder when I see what I feed my children. But I also want them to grow. And if I don't offer them those Dino bites and mac & cheese at least once a week, I'm sure they'll fade away! I do however add a fresh vegetable on their plate and most nights it gets eaten.

PS. Ms Pompeo: Cheerios really aren't that bad. Coco Puffs, you might want to stay away from.

What do you feed your children?

10 reasons why it's good to have children later

I tried to write a list on the perils of being an older mother, but kept on coming back to reasons why it actually isn't such a bad thing. So here you go: 10 reasons why having kids later in life isn't such a bad thing:

1. you don't care that you don't get to out to clubs any more. Been there done that.

2. you don't care that you spend most of your days in daggy clothes.

3. you've proven yourself as an academic/career person and are keen to take a break from it all.

4. if you're lucky, most of your friends procreated before you, so you can get all their hand-me-downs, making the whole thing that much less expensive!

5. you don't mind spending heaps of time on your own (well, with small baby, but that's really kinda like on your own, especially when they're new and sleep a lot).

6. you don't care what other people say or think. You've been around long enough to believe in yourself and trust your instincts.

7. you're not afraid to ask someone for help. you have enough faith in yourself that you know you're not a failure if you need a little bit of help.

8. you've been around long enough to know the traits in yourself that you dislike and aren't afraid to try and change them (if for no other reason than it really sucks seeing them mirrored back at you but via a 3 year old)

9. kids keep you young. my brother once told me that you're only 'old' when you have kids in high school. so some 40 year olds may be old, but you're not ;-)

10. when you're old they'll be young enough to take care of you and not put you in an old age home.

Tried & true classics

Every month my beautiful Donna Hay magazine arrives replete with food porn to shame the best of us. Utterly amazing pictures depicting the "special made simple" selected to tantalize wannabe gourmets.

My monthly ritual is to leave the magazine around the kitchen for a few days, then the dining room table and then the lounge. Notice how each week the magazine migrates further and further from the kitchen. Suffice to say, I don't often cook anything from the issues. At least not in real life. In my fantasy life I do. However, every once in a while, fantasy meets reality and I'll find myself in the grocery store, shopping list in hand getting ready to transform the taste buds of my husband, if not the children.

Unfortunately the only part I am really any good at is the shopping bit. I have made 2 dishes from the latest issue (please note that I skipped over the majority of recipes for all things chocolaty--maybe that's the problem!!) and neither of them turned out. I mean, if we were keeping score, it would be Donna Hay: 2, me: Zilch!

Maybe with her new tag line of "Fast, Fresh, Simple" I may have better luck, but until I muster up the courage to tackle another of her creations I think I'll stick to my trusty favorite Campbell's soup recipes, One Dish Chicken & Rice Bake - a no fail, fast & easy dinner that takes all of 5 minutes to prepare and 45 minutes to cook (add a few extra minutes if you want to steam a veggie).

So tell me, what are some of your secret weapon recipes?

Mommy Mojo

I feel my Mommy mojo coming back. Well, I did, at least for about an hour the other day

I mean I really had it going on. Made goop (cornflour & water, even added some food colouring), had the kids enthralled. No kicking, no screaming, no fighting...for nearly an hour!! It was GREAT!! And then, it was over. The novelty of the goop wore off. I could no longer tell what colour the kids' clothes were from all the 'goop' covering them. And the kitchen floor...suffice to say, 2 days later I'm still finding bits of it. But it sure felt good to feel like I was 'mommy in control'.

That's the problem really. Most of the time, with both the kids at home, I don't feel like i"m in control. I'm more like a really bad referee. You know the kind-- spends most of the time running up and down the field and misses really important calls and the players yell and throw things at. And unlike the referee, there is no end to my game ;-)

The solution: Spending as little time at home as possible and when we are home, breaking out the 365 toddler activities book! Free play is for weekends when Daddy's home ;-)

How do you manage those looooong rainy days at home?