Last night Ivor scribbled all over the kitchen table while I was trying to make dinner. (Normally he has little interest in colouring or crafts, so I was pleased when he actually asked for them.) I had my back to him, washing a pot, and didn't notice what was happening until he was halfway through his drawing of 'Jonah and the whale'.
When I asked him what he was doing, he looking guilty. (He knows crayons are only for use on paper.) But being the bright cheeky boy he is, Ivor tried to make good his decision by arguing that it is from the Bible.
'I am just drawing Jonah and the whale, Mommy. That is in the Bible and the Bible comes from God...' He looked up at me with the most sweet and innocent expression he could muster. He effectively managed to make me laugh.
Parenting is probably better done with a sense of humour than anger anyway.
Tuesday, April 26, 2016
Saturday, April 23, 2016
Ivor Says
Being Older
Lately Ivor is insistent that he is 'older', meaning old enough, to do pretty much everything from riding a motorcycle to opening the windows to lighting the stove! Apparently being nearly 3 is the right age for just about everything, except walking on your own two feet. When it comes time to put feet to the pavement all of the sudden he becomes an 'itty bitty baby' again and needs to be carried.
Potty Training
Our little boy has graduated from his diapers and is using the potty like a champ, but has recently developed an aversion to pooping. As a result, we find ourselves talking about poop a LOT.
'Ivor did you use the potty today at nursery?'
'Yes, Mommy, I peed in the potty.'
'That's great! Did you do a poop as well?'
'No, the other boys and girls did poops, but I just do poops at home.'
Later on at home we asked him again, 'Ivor, do you need to do a poop?'
'No, the poops have gone on a holiday.'
'I see. Where have they gone to on holiday?'
'They have gone to the Transport Museum.'
'Do you have any idea when they will be back.'
'Umm, they will just maybe be back on Sunday.'
Songs
Yesterday Ivor was passionately playing his keyboard (which is silent thanks to the lack of batteries) and singing his own hymn, which went:
Jesus rose from a dead.
And he is coming back again.
I like to eat strawberries.
Jesus made all the strawberries.
Jesus is coming back again SOOOON.
Yes he is!
Lately Ivor is insistent that he is 'older', meaning old enough, to do pretty much everything from riding a motorcycle to opening the windows to lighting the stove! Apparently being nearly 3 is the right age for just about everything, except walking on your own two feet. When it comes time to put feet to the pavement all of the sudden he becomes an 'itty bitty baby' again and needs to be carried.
Potty Training
Our little boy has graduated from his diapers and is using the potty like a champ, but has recently developed an aversion to pooping. As a result, we find ourselves talking about poop a LOT.
'Ivor did you use the potty today at nursery?'
'Yes, Mommy, I peed in the potty.'
'That's great! Did you do a poop as well?'
'No, the other boys and girls did poops, but I just do poops at home.'
Later on at home we asked him again, 'Ivor, do you need to do a poop?'
'No, the poops have gone on a holiday.'
'I see. Where have they gone to on holiday?'
'They have gone to the Transport Museum.'
'Do you have any idea when they will be back.'
'Umm, they will just maybe be back on Sunday.'
Songs
Yesterday Ivor was passionately playing his keyboard (which is silent thanks to the lack of batteries) and singing his own hymn, which went:
Jesus rose from a dead.
And he is coming back again.
I like to eat strawberries.
Jesus made all the strawberries.
Jesus is coming back again SOOOON.
Yes he is!
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