Wednesday, January 19, 2011
Another thing I like to do, this time with the five year old, is to grab her in a bear hug swaying and sing "Mull of Kintyre, oh mist rolling in from the sea, my desire...." whenever she get annoying.
Tuesday, January 18, 2011
I like to hold up my three year old high in the air and sing
"I want to fly like an eagle to the sea,
fly like an eagle, let my spirit carry me".
(and I don't even like Steve Miller)
Monday, January 10, 2011
While you help one child (age 15) on the computer, you absently let a three-year-old sit on your lap and crumble bits of Playdough into the keyboard.
The Playdough coming from a prized sculpture that a third child (aged 5) labored over for a long time and will be crushed once she realizes the 3 year-old destroyed her much admired "dinosaur".
Sunday, January 9, 2011
Already Naomi has grown tired of the dozen or so stories of Princess Heather and her cat Camomile and has been begging for stories about my life before she was born. (Gavriel Zev, being only three still likes the simple versions of the Princess Heather stories I tell him that usually involve someone either eating too much or someone falling into something icky.)
A couple of the stories for Naomi have been short, plotless affairs, such as how we picked out her name when she was born. (I picked the Naomi part and Jennifer picked the Rivka part) or high drama, such as how Naomi was unexpectedly born in our apartment and then fifteen minutes later I was alone with her on the sofa holding a fragile new baby, yikes!
I have to admit, I do miss telling Camomile stories. I've got a good one ready to go about how she stops a couple evil witches from casting the Sleeping Beauty spell on the entire kingdom in order to steal all the children, even our precious Princess Heather and her friend, Princess Isabelle.
The ending for it is classic!