December 21, 2015
Bits and bobs

When I look at these pictures, I remember how much Elizabeth loves to climb trees and hang upside down from things. Matthew has gotten super into puzzles and games. He's not totally into following the instructions on games. Usually he makes up his own.


Matthew stopped riding his balance bike willingly this fall, declaring it "for babies". The tricycle is more grownup because it has pedals. But he'd rather have Maria's old bike, never mind that he's not quite tall enough.


He's also a big fan of butter. I don't think I mentioned he chowed down on half a cup of butter at the cottage but that time where he dragged a dining room chair into the kitchen in order to be able to reach the butter out of the fridge so that he could fetch his own butter "for a yiddle 'nack Mommy" is definitely going to become family lore.


Did I already blog about the time that Matthew sighed "Oh Mommy, you are my friend"? Daddy asked "Am I your friend too?" Matthew very indignantly replied: "Oh no Daddy, you're not my friend - you're my OWNER!" I was highly, highly amused. It's slightly more understandable when you know that my kids like to play a game they've dubbed "Meow Meow and owner", which has one person playing the part of the cat and the other person bossing the cat around. The cat is the most desirable character, which suits me fine as I am not really into crawling around, even for my adorable offspring. Amelia usually gets to play the part of the baby.


In addition to Meow Meow and baby, dressing up is a BIG thing. Elizabeth likes to be animals, and Elsa. Matthew likes to be spiderman, and Elsa. He's not allowed to wear Elizabeth's Elsa dress though, so he uses the other princess dress and whirls around singing "Let it go".


Both older kids drive us crazy by tying things to other things. At least they are learning some knots? Also annoying is their bad habit of sucking on clothing, certain stuffies and ropes. I suppose it is better than nail biting, but I was less than impressed when Matthew basically chewed the nose off his poor little kitty. Matthew has endless faith in our ability to fix the things he inadvertently destroys. This is not always well-placed.


Lest the reader be tempted to think our children never succumb to sibling rivalry... The time change was quite hard on Elizabeth in particular (possibly she was fighting the terrible virus that felled much of the rest of the family). In any case much of November was punctuated by temper tantrums, screaming fits and annoying each other (not to mention their parents!). "I'm never talking to you again." "Yes you are" "No I'm not" 


One memorable evening they were cuddled up nicely in Matthew's bed. Elizabeth was reading him his bedtime story. It was the sort of idyllic scene a parent dreams about. Then she suddenly pinched him hard on the cheek, hard enough to leave a bruise for a few days. That was the end of her getting to read. Cue spectacular meltdown "If you don't let me practice reading even if I'm misbehaving I'll NEVER be a good reader." After a few minutes of melodramatic sobbing didn't have the desired effect. "Fine. I'll read another book so loud that Matthew can't hear you finish the story." Me: "Um. No." So she chucked the book at me. Inevitably that resulted in being sent to bed without seeing the rest of the pictures. "You would NEVER get a job at the library, mom!"


Thankfully the tantrums seem to have more or less subsided about as abruptly as they began.



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