Eli came running into the house yesterday.
Eli: "Mom, MOM, I saw an animal in the hay field. I think it was a black fox. It had a black head and two black ears."
Mom: "Ummm...Eli, I think that might be the skunk you saw."
Eli: "It might be, Mom, because it had TWO black ears sticking up."
Mom: "Yes, skunks do have two ears. Please stay FAR away from it."
I haven't seen too many black foxes around these parts.
Friday, June 27, 2008
Our baby?
Well, I've finally decided to drag out the baby stuff and get ready. Logan has been "helping" me do this, especially because it's changing his room the most. We recently had Auntie Tana's baby shower here. Logan quickly caught on to "Tana's baby." Yesterday I set up the bassinet and Logan was in there saying "Baby, baby." I told him, "Yes, this is where the baby is going to sleep." "Sleep," he says. Then he points to the bassinet and says, "Tana's baby."
He's convinced that every baby item in our home is for "Tana's baby." He will point to either the clothes, bouncy chair, etc. and say "Tana's baby." We've tried to say "No, OUR baby" or "Mom's baby." Logan gets a not-very-nice look on his face then. I told Josh last night that I don't think he's going to like this whole new baby in our house. He's going through an attachment to Mom stage too. I'm hoping it's shortlived.
He loves his cousin, Baby Will, and loves to talk about Auntie Tana's baby and other babies, but I don't know how he'll feel about Mom's baby taking up Mom's time.
He's convinced that every baby item in our home is for "Tana's baby." He will point to either the clothes, bouncy chair, etc. and say "Tana's baby." We've tried to say "No, OUR baby" or "Mom's baby." Logan gets a not-very-nice look on his face then. I told Josh last night that I don't think he's going to like this whole new baby in our house. He's going through an attachment to Mom stage too. I'm hoping it's shortlived.
He loves his cousin, Baby Will, and loves to talk about Auntie Tana's baby and other babies, but I don't know how he'll feel about Mom's baby taking up Mom's time.
Wednesday, June 25, 2008
Colds in the summer?
This isn't supposed to happen! Colds, sore throats, coughs are for the winter! Or so I thought. All three of my boys now have colds. Eli started last week, Isaac a couple days ago and Logan this morning. It's only a matter of time before I get sick and Josh too. Josh is a big baby when he's sick. I'm not so bad, but being pregnant there's nothing to take to relieve my symptoms so it's just awful. Hopefully none of these colds turn into something worse.
On a side note....we were enjoying a nice summer evening outside last night. I finally convinced Logan to come outside and ride his bike, that the cow was really nice and not going to "get" him. Actually, in all honesty, it was more like dragging him outside. He eventually came around and was playing. I was taking some much needed relaxation (sitting time) in the chair. Josh was mowing the grass. Isaac and Eli were riding their bikes all around. Very enjoyable. Well, Josh goes down to mow the grass in the driveway and by the road. Isaac and Eli ask to go with and I say yes. Before long I hear screaming. Isaac is first running around holding his stomach (kind of bent over), I see Josh jump off the tractor and run to him. Then Isaac is down on the ground and Josh is inspecting him. Yep, you guessed it, the first wipe out of the summer! Apparently, Eli lost control of his bike coming around the corner and tried to stop. Isaac ran into him with his bike. Crash! He flew into the handlebars and the handlebars rammed into his stomach and chest. He has a nice bruise and scrape up on his belly. Luckily though, that's it.
His bike is called "The Wipe Out: Totally Out of Control." Isaac did just that! :)
On a side note....we were enjoying a nice summer evening outside last night. I finally convinced Logan to come outside and ride his bike, that the cow was really nice and not going to "get" him. Actually, in all honesty, it was more like dragging him outside. He eventually came around and was playing. I was taking some much needed relaxation (sitting time) in the chair. Josh was mowing the grass. Isaac and Eli were riding their bikes all around. Very enjoyable. Well, Josh goes down to mow the grass in the driveway and by the road. Isaac and Eli ask to go with and I say yes. Before long I hear screaming. Isaac is first running around holding his stomach (kind of bent over), I see Josh jump off the tractor and run to him. Then Isaac is down on the ground and Josh is inspecting him. Yep, you guessed it, the first wipe out of the summer! Apparently, Eli lost control of his bike coming around the corner and tried to stop. Isaac ran into him with his bike. Crash! He flew into the handlebars and the handlebars rammed into his stomach and chest. He has a nice bruise and scrape up on his belly. Luckily though, that's it.
His bike is called "The Wipe Out: Totally Out of Control." Isaac did just that! :)
Skunk anyone?
We have a skunk friend living in our "cereal bowl." It's been spotted a couple times by others roaming around. I assumed this little creature was here but would move on eventually. Last night we had all the windows open in the house. Josh and I were sitting at the table talking, enjoying the cool breeze coming in. All of a sudden I caught a faint smell of skunk. "Ummm...honey, do you smell that?" He was deep in conversation and didn't answer me right away. The smell continued to get stronger. "Ummm....honey, that smells like a skunk."
I ran over and shut the windows in the great room where it seemed to be coming in. Josh thought the skunk was over by Spud probably. Well, it didn't take long before the back of the house started smelling like skunk. Bedrooms and bathrooms were very strong. Ugh! We shut everything up and I prayed that the smell would be gone in the morning. I recently heard about a family who was renting a house and a skunk was living underneath the house. It sprayed and the whole house smelled like skunk and this family had to live with this awful smell. I was afraid (and I still am) that was going to be us!
In talking with a friend today, I found out that she has the same problem. Only her skunk has been living there for months. Wonderful. So our skunk has probably made a nice little home down in the cereal bowl. It's only a matter of time before the dogs or kids get sprayed. I bet it will happen right when I'm in labor and have no time to deal with it.
I don't like to kill animals senselessly, but I'll have to convince Josh to shoot the thing.....
I ran over and shut the windows in the great room where it seemed to be coming in. Josh thought the skunk was over by Spud probably. Well, it didn't take long before the back of the house started smelling like skunk. Bedrooms and bathrooms were very strong. Ugh! We shut everything up and I prayed that the smell would be gone in the morning. I recently heard about a family who was renting a house and a skunk was living underneath the house. It sprayed and the whole house smelled like skunk and this family had to live with this awful smell. I was afraid (and I still am) that was going to be us!
In talking with a friend today, I found out that she has the same problem. Only her skunk has been living there for months. Wonderful. So our skunk has probably made a nice little home down in the cereal bowl. It's only a matter of time before the dogs or kids get sprayed. I bet it will happen right when I'm in labor and have no time to deal with it.
I don't like to kill animals senselessly, but I'll have to convince Josh to shoot the thing.....
Sunday, June 22, 2008
Update on Eli's torture at VBS
I'm sorry I never updated you on the torture situation Eli received on Monday at Vacation Bible School. The rest of the week went much better. Eli did wear his themed VBS shirt the rest of the week and his bandana. We loosened it up so he was being "choked." He also wore his cowboy hat. It did help that his cousin Collin was there and rode with us two days. Got his mind off of the torture. That and he was just extremely tired on Monday and everything brought him to tears....even a video game!
The week went good. They had lots of fun and lots of good snacks (smoothies, strawberry shortcake, watermelon, dirt cake). I have decided I will help out next year if I get the snacks too. :) I stayed down there all week because it wasn't worth driving back home with the gas prices. It was nice to casually walk around Lake Geneva, go out to breakfast with a friend and actually go grocery shopping with one kid! They ended VBS with a fair complete with animals of all sorts, corn dogs, watermelon, cotton candy and hay rides.
The kids are singing at this morning's church service. They told the kids this on Thursday and said it was an "opportunity" for them to come to church and sing these songs. It was more for the kids that don't regularly go to church there. Isaac says to Eli on the way home, "Hey, Eli, do you think you're going to sing in church on Sunday?"
"I don't know," says Eli.
I told Isaac that he would sing. "WHAT??!!! MOM, they said it was up to us to decide."
I said, "Oh, no, you go to church there regularly so you WILL go up and sing. Other kids who don't go there regularly have the option to go to our church this Sunday and sing the songs for their parents." Isaac was not too happy about this. So, we'll see, maybe Isaac will be the one that's tortured this morning. :)
Other than that, we also ended the week with an injury. Eli pulled his groin muscle days ago. He only complained about it a couple times. We reminded him that he needed to rest it. Well, Friday morning he was up at 5 a.m. because he tried to roll over in bed and the pain woke him up. He couldn't barely walk, couldn't climb up stairs or into the car. He stayed for some of VBS but we left when they got into the games and stuff. He was too hard for him to even walk, let alone try to keep up with the other kids. He came home and I made him lay on the couch and watch a movie. After the movie though, he had had it. He was so sick of doing nothing. It's really hard for this boy to do nothing. He went in his room and played Legos, but refused to sit down in there. Josh told him that night that it's a good thing he's not in the NBA yet because when they get an injury like that, they have to rest it for 30 days. Eli woke up Saturday morning much better. Still sore but able to walk a bit better. He said, "Well, only 29 more days to go." We were a little confused at first but then remembered what Josh had said. We told Eli he doesn't have to rest it for the full 30 days, but he wasn't so sure. (if they do it in the NBA, then maybe he should do it...) By the afternoon he was begging to go outside and play basketball. We told him he could shoot hoops but no jumping, running, jogging, etc. I literally had to sit in a chair and watch him so he didn't try to do something he shouldn't.
We'll see how he is today. Hopefully even better. We took Isaac and Eli to see Kung Fu Panda last night. It was cute. Logan stayed with Grandpa. And I'm sure certainly wondered where his family went. :)
The week went good. They had lots of fun and lots of good snacks (smoothies, strawberry shortcake, watermelon, dirt cake). I have decided I will help out next year if I get the snacks too. :) I stayed down there all week because it wasn't worth driving back home with the gas prices. It was nice to casually walk around Lake Geneva, go out to breakfast with a friend and actually go grocery shopping with one kid! They ended VBS with a fair complete with animals of all sorts, corn dogs, watermelon, cotton candy and hay rides.
The kids are singing at this morning's church service. They told the kids this on Thursday and said it was an "opportunity" for them to come to church and sing these songs. It was more for the kids that don't regularly go to church there. Isaac says to Eli on the way home, "Hey, Eli, do you think you're going to sing in church on Sunday?"
"I don't know," says Eli.
I told Isaac that he would sing. "WHAT??!!! MOM, they said it was up to us to decide."
I said, "Oh, no, you go to church there regularly so you WILL go up and sing. Other kids who don't go there regularly have the option to go to our church this Sunday and sing the songs for their parents." Isaac was not too happy about this. So, we'll see, maybe Isaac will be the one that's tortured this morning. :)
Other than that, we also ended the week with an injury. Eli pulled his groin muscle days ago. He only complained about it a couple times. We reminded him that he needed to rest it. Well, Friday morning he was up at 5 a.m. because he tried to roll over in bed and the pain woke him up. He couldn't barely walk, couldn't climb up stairs or into the car. He stayed for some of VBS but we left when they got into the games and stuff. He was too hard for him to even walk, let alone try to keep up with the other kids. He came home and I made him lay on the couch and watch a movie. After the movie though, he had had it. He was so sick of doing nothing. It's really hard for this boy to do nothing. He went in his room and played Legos, but refused to sit down in there. Josh told him that night that it's a good thing he's not in the NBA yet because when they get an injury like that, they have to rest it for 30 days. Eli woke up Saturday morning much better. Still sore but able to walk a bit better. He said, "Well, only 29 more days to go." We were a little confused at first but then remembered what Josh had said. We told Eli he doesn't have to rest it for the full 30 days, but he wasn't so sure. (if they do it in the NBA, then maybe he should do it...) By the afternoon he was begging to go outside and play basketball. We told him he could shoot hoops but no jumping, running, jogging, etc. I literally had to sit in a chair and watch him so he didn't try to do something he shouldn't.
We'll see how he is today. Hopefully even better. We took Isaac and Eli to see Kung Fu Panda last night. It was cute. Logan stayed with Grandpa. And I'm sure certainly wondered where his family went. :)
Spud
Spud arrived on Wednesday. Spud is our new baby calf. He's adorable (yes, I am saying that about a COW!). He is now our second cow that we are raising for meat. Our first cow, Chester, came when I was near the end of my pregnancy with Logan. Spud arrived near the end of my pregnancy with Baby #4. Sense a theme here? Get a new baby, get a new calf. :)
Logan has been very interested in animals lately and all the noises that animals make. However, when this calf arrived kicking and running around at his own house, he was not so sure. He spent all day Thursday and most of Friday in tears. He was terrified of Spud--no exaggeration. He could be in the house and hear Spud "moo" and he would scream bloody murder and go running. I had to hold him a lot on Thursday and be in the same room with him. Spud was making a lot of noise because I think he was a bit unsure of where he was. By Friday though, I thought "Oh, this is just ridiculous, he has got to get used to this calf." Logan is a very happy-go-lucky little boy and this little calf was turning his world upside down. He wouldn't even go outside to play. If we had to go somewhere and he could tell we were getting our shoes on and going to open the door, he'd start panicking and crying.
So yesterday Josh took Logan out and actually took him into Spud's pen. He kept reassuring Logan that Spud was nice and it was okay. Logan actually even pet Spud! Which Spud tried to return with a lick. Worthy of a picture that I didn't get.
Logan was better yesterday. He was actually playing outside, but going nowhere near the calf. He would stay on the total opposite side of the house. He will point to Spud and say "nice" but it's only because we keep telling him over and over that Spud is "nice." Last night we were leaving to go out and I said to Logan, "Okay, let's go bye-bye." He didn't freak out like he would have before, but did say "Hand, hand" and want to hold my hand for comfort. He still runs like crazy to get to the safety of the car, but no screaming. It probably helps that Spud is no longer "mooing" like crazy. That's what scared Logan the most, I think.
Isaac and Eli are obviously not scared. We, once again, reminded them that Spud is not a pet. He will be raised for meat. They're okay with this. Eli, my big animal lover, likes Chester quite a bit. He gets excited when Chester comes over and lets him pet him. I have decided I do NOT want Eli home when Chester is "sent to market."
Logan has been very interested in animals lately and all the noises that animals make. However, when this calf arrived kicking and running around at his own house, he was not so sure. He spent all day Thursday and most of Friday in tears. He was terrified of Spud--no exaggeration. He could be in the house and hear Spud "moo" and he would scream bloody murder and go running. I had to hold him a lot on Thursday and be in the same room with him. Spud was making a lot of noise because I think he was a bit unsure of where he was. By Friday though, I thought "Oh, this is just ridiculous, he has got to get used to this calf." Logan is a very happy-go-lucky little boy and this little calf was turning his world upside down. He wouldn't even go outside to play. If we had to go somewhere and he could tell we were getting our shoes on and going to open the door, he'd start panicking and crying.
So yesterday Josh took Logan out and actually took him into Spud's pen. He kept reassuring Logan that Spud was nice and it was okay. Logan actually even pet Spud! Which Spud tried to return with a lick. Worthy of a picture that I didn't get.
Logan was better yesterday. He was actually playing outside, but going nowhere near the calf. He would stay on the total opposite side of the house. He will point to Spud and say "nice" but it's only because we keep telling him over and over that Spud is "nice." Last night we were leaving to go out and I said to Logan, "Okay, let's go bye-bye." He didn't freak out like he would have before, but did say "Hand, hand" and want to hold my hand for comfort. He still runs like crazy to get to the safety of the car, but no screaming. It probably helps that Spud is no longer "mooing" like crazy. That's what scared Logan the most, I think.
Isaac and Eli are obviously not scared. We, once again, reminded them that Spud is not a pet. He will be raised for meat. They're okay with this. Eli, my big animal lover, likes Chester quite a bit. He gets excited when Chester comes over and lets him pet him. I have decided I do NOT want Eli home when Chester is "sent to market."
Monday, June 16, 2008
Trap shoot!
Yesterday was Father's Day. The big thing this year for Father's Day was a trap shoot with the Harts. Terry (Josh's dad) was actually here this year and that's what he wanted to do so the family gathered together for this event. Although the question never came up beforehand, I knew my boys were dying to shoot the gun themselves. I also knew they thought they were too young to do this so I never brought up the issue.
Well, it happened. They are officially "shooters." Both Isaac and Eli took their turn at shooting the gun. Eli hit the clay disk on, I think, his second try. Isaac didn't have luck hitting the target, but certainly shot the gun. They both did well and neither of them have bruises today on their arms or shoulders. Whew! However, Dad does. :)
Well, it happened. They are officially "shooters." Both Isaac and Eli took their turn at shooting the gun. Eli hit the clay disk on, I think, his second try. Isaac didn't have luck hitting the target, but certainly shot the gun. They both did well and neither of them have bruises today on their arms or shoulders. Whew! However, Dad does. :)
Eli tortured at VBS!!!
Just in: Eli tortured at vacation bible school this morning. He was in tears on the way home! They actually MADE him wear the themed VBS T-shirt AND the bandana that he made. He had to wear the bandana around his neck and he thought he was going to choke. Plus, they're making him wear the T-shirt and bandana the rest of the week!! Then he had to remember which animal he was given for the games the rest of the week. He just can't remember it!!!!
Goodness, I felt so sorry for him! He doesn't want to go back there after the torture he went through today.
We'll see what tomorrow brings....
Goodness, I felt so sorry for him! He doesn't want to go back there after the torture he went through today.
We'll see what tomorrow brings....
Wednesday, June 11, 2008
Logan and babies
Logan is now 21 months old. His brothers sang "Happy Birthday" to him yesterday. Hehehe! He loves cars and trucks ("vroom-vrooms"), but he also loves something else my other two boys never did.....babies! We're talking live babies or doll babies. I have a doll from when I was little. It's supposed to be a close replica of a newborn. The baby is a boy (with proper "parts" even) and I named him Matthew. Logan loves this doll and will carry it around with him, which isn't easy because Matthew is not the smallest or lightest doll. Logan puts Matthew to bed and tells everyone "shhhh." He pushes Matthew around in his shopping cart. "Baby, baby, baby." And he certainly doesn't like when anyone is mean to Matthew. I've had to remind Isaac and Eli many times to be nice to Matthew because Logan does what they do. If they're mean to Matthew, Logan may be mean to his new baby brother when he arrives. Not on purpose, just following example.
We were at a friend's house the other day who has a little girl the same age as Logan. This little girl had many of her own numerous baby dolls. Logan was thrilled with all the babies. She even had a stroller, car seat and high chair for the dolls (some things we do not have).
Am I worried that my little boy likes to play with dolls? Absolutely not! It shows his loving and caring side and I think he'll be great when his new LIVE baby brother arrives. Maybe a little too helpful trying to take care of baby brother, but no negative impact on him.
***I can just see Logan reading this when he's older and being embarassed by it, but I had to share. This is where he is at this point in his life and what he enjoys. Another thing he enjoys....shoes! He walked around in Eli's old tennis shoes (which are like three sizes too big) yesterday. He rode his bike, ran around, all with these big shoes on. :)
We were at a friend's house the other day who has a little girl the same age as Logan. This little girl had many of her own numerous baby dolls. Logan was thrilled with all the babies. She even had a stroller, car seat and high chair for the dolls (some things we do not have).
Am I worried that my little boy likes to play with dolls? Absolutely not! It shows his loving and caring side and I think he'll be great when his new LIVE baby brother arrives. Maybe a little too helpful trying to take care of baby brother, but no negative impact on him.
***I can just see Logan reading this when he's older and being embarassed by it, but I had to share. This is where he is at this point in his life and what he enjoys. Another thing he enjoys....shoes! He walked around in Eli's old tennis shoes (which are like three sizes too big) yesterday. He rode his bike, ran around, all with these big shoes on. :)
Not fair!
Eli: Mom, can I have some chocolate milk now?
Mom: You didn't eat your asparagus. You need to eat that first.
Eli: First you get me chocolate milk and then I'll eat my asparagus.
Mom: No, first you eat your asparagus and then I'll get you chocolate milk.
Eli: What! It's always your way first! Why?
Mom: That's because I'm the MOM.
Eli: But that's not being fair to me! You need to be fair!
(Mom then holding in her chuckles.....I hated this being said to me when I was younger, but there's certainly times when it has to be said.)
Mom: You didn't eat your asparagus. You need to eat that first.
Eli: First you get me chocolate milk and then I'll eat my asparagus.
Mom: No, first you eat your asparagus and then I'll get you chocolate milk.
Eli: What! It's always your way first! Why?
Mom: That's because I'm the MOM.
Eli: But that's not being fair to me! You need to be fair!
(Mom then holding in her chuckles.....I hated this being said to me when I was younger, but there's certainly times when it has to be said.)
Saturday, June 7, 2008
Summer vacation
Well, we're done with school. Eli has been done since last week with everything except his phonics. He's really starting to "get" the whole reading thing and doing good with it, so I don't want to just drop it for the summer for the fear that he'll forget it or it will be that much harder come fall. I'm having him continue to read to me daily and do a phonics paper every day. This was devastating news to Eli who feels that he will not get a summer break. Now, before you think I'm a mean mom, please realize that this will probably only take, at the most, 30 minutes of Eli's day. That's only if he actually does it instead of sitting there sulking. He had to read a small story the other night and he was trying to tell me that he didn't know the words and so forth. Josh came home then and they were going to go out on an "adventure." I said to Eli, "You may not go because you haven't read this story to me yet." Eli asked if he could go if he finished the story. I said sure. Man, you should have seen him fly through that story! He definitely can read. He just doesn't WANT to read. He does not get that from his mom!
Isaac, on the other hand, is completely done. I had him do every last page of his books because I wanted to make sure he was where he should be (just a paranoia thing really). He wanted to do like 10 pages in two days to get done! I have no problem with him reading through the summer. That guy always has his nose in a book. I love it! Takes after his mom there for sure.
This next week will probably be our last for karate. The following week starts vacation bible school at church and then the summer sports start. Eli is taking basketball and swimming. Isaac is taking flag football. He is very excited about this flag football. I know I don't have to mention how Eli feels about basketball. Logan is just tagging along and doing whatever everyone else is doing. I'm convinced he's going to love the pool because he loves to put his face in the water in the bathtub.
The sports all wrap up just in time for the baby's arrival. That is, if the baby is overdue as all the other three were. We'll see though. Just when I plan on baby being late, he'll surprise us all!
I'm terribly overdue with pictures. I realize that. I just thought last night that I haven't taken much pictures of the boys lately. Shame on me! I'll try to do better over the summer.
Isaac, on the other hand, is completely done. I had him do every last page of his books because I wanted to make sure he was where he should be (just a paranoia thing really). He wanted to do like 10 pages in two days to get done! I have no problem with him reading through the summer. That guy always has his nose in a book. I love it! Takes after his mom there for sure.
This next week will probably be our last for karate. The following week starts vacation bible school at church and then the summer sports start. Eli is taking basketball and swimming. Isaac is taking flag football. He is very excited about this flag football. I know I don't have to mention how Eli feels about basketball. Logan is just tagging along and doing whatever everyone else is doing. I'm convinced he's going to love the pool because he loves to put his face in the water in the bathtub.
The sports all wrap up just in time for the baby's arrival. That is, if the baby is overdue as all the other three were. We'll see though. Just when I plan on baby being late, he'll surprise us all!
I'm terribly overdue with pictures. I realize that. I just thought last night that I haven't taken much pictures of the boys lately. Shame on me! I'll try to do better over the summer.
Warts!
Isaac and Eli have warts. We've tried to freeze them off with home remedies, but they aren't going away. The other night Isaac was showing Josh the warts on his hand. Josh didn't know that Eli had one too on his hand. I told him how we've tried two times with Isaac and one time with Eli to freeze them off and it hasn't worked. Josh said, you're going to have to go to the doctor and have the doctor remove them.
Eli immediately pops up and says, very worrisome, "NO, IF YOU GO TO THE DOCTOR, SHE'LL STICK A NEEDLE IN YOUR WART AND THEN PUSH IT THROUGH YOUR HAND TO GET RID OF IT!!!!!!!"
Huh???? We all burst into laughter. Eli kind of looked confused and then started to laugh.
I said, Honey, they don't stick a needle all the way through your hand.
I have no idea where he got that idea from, but it was certainly cute.
Eli immediately pops up and says, very worrisome, "NO, IF YOU GO TO THE DOCTOR, SHE'LL STICK A NEEDLE IN YOUR WART AND THEN PUSH IT THROUGH YOUR HAND TO GET RID OF IT!!!!!!!"
Huh???? We all burst into laughter. Eli kind of looked confused and then started to laugh.
I said, Honey, they don't stick a needle all the way through your hand.
I have no idea where he got that idea from, but it was certainly cute.
Wednesday, June 4, 2008
Boy arguments...
Boy arguments amaze me.
For example:
Eli: "MOM, Isaac hit me! He took my guy! Don't ever play with me again, Isaac!"
Isaac: "Fine."
Literally five seconds later...
Eli: "Hey, Isaac, look at what this guy can do."
And they're off playing together once again.
At first I got a little concerned with how boys are more physical with their fighting. I have learned that although their arguments may be more physical, they're short-lived.
I've learned that sometimes it's better to stay out of the fight and not say anything than to step in. They usually resume playing within minutes. Sometimes I'll even start counting in my head to see how long their "fight" and not playing together lasts.
I remember fighting with my sisters. Once we had a fight, we wouldn't talk for hours. We'd ruin the whole day with our drama. We would hold grudges for so long.
Boys duke it out and then move right on!
For example:
Eli: "MOM, Isaac hit me! He took my guy! Don't ever play with me again, Isaac!"
Isaac: "Fine."
Literally five seconds later...
Eli: "Hey, Isaac, look at what this guy can do."
And they're off playing together once again.
At first I got a little concerned with how boys are more physical with their fighting. I have learned that although their arguments may be more physical, they're short-lived.
I've learned that sometimes it's better to stay out of the fight and not say anything than to step in. They usually resume playing within minutes. Sometimes I'll even start counting in my head to see how long their "fight" and not playing together lasts.
I remember fighting with my sisters. Once we had a fight, we wouldn't talk for hours. We'd ruin the whole day with our drama. We would hold grudges for so long.
Boys duke it out and then move right on!
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