Thomas has been full of mischief this week. He’s been decapitating my daffodils in the garden, throwing mud at his sister and then excelled himself by working out how to open the roller-shutter cupboard in the kitchen, emptying a bottle of oil from it all over the kitchen floor and himself and then walking through the house to find Daddy who was in the middle of a meeting. I honestly don’t remember the girls being quite so mischievous as he is!
I’m having to try and find a whole new repertoire of parenting techniques as the ones I used with the girls don’t work very well at all with him. He just laughs at me if I tell him off; he’s too little to grasp the concept of time-out and counting to three just results in him continuing the sequence of numbers! I’m currently trying not to react too much when he is a pickle and praise him when he is being good in the hope that positive encouragement will work!
He does have the most adorable little cheeky grin though which he uses to full effect! I know he doesn’t really mean to be a pickle – it’s just that things are interesting and he’s trying to learn, but my goodness, it is certainly a challenging stage to go through!
In the meantime though, if anyone has any tried-and-tested methods for parenting toddler boys please feel free to share!
What I’ve been grateful for this week:
- Day 57 – I am grateful for clothes pegs and craft sticks.
- Day 58 – I am grateful for time with my family. Thanks to Jessica visiting my dreams last night, I’ve spent time with all three of my children today and that makes me very happy.
- Day 59 – I am grateful for the new mud kitchen in our garden.
- Day 60 – I am grateful for spring flowers in the garden.
- Day 61 – I am grateful for the moments when this little boy isn’t getting into mischief!
- Day 62 – I am grateful for cosy reading dens.
- Day 63 – I am grateful for being able to transport my little Alice to Wonderland for World Book Day thanks to the magic of Photoshop!
Other things that have made me smile this week:
- A beautiful dream-visit from Jessica. In my dream, she was the age she would be now (9). She looked a little more grown-up and when she hugged me, I was struck by how much taller she was. Her head came to just under my chin. When Sophie hugged me later that day, I realised that Jessica in my dream was about a head taller than Sophie which would be about right. That hug with Jessica was so wonderfully vivid as was the way her face lit up when she giggled. It really made my day. I noticed later that day that my Fitbit hadn’t registered me as being asleep during that part of the night – apparently I was awake from 1.30am which was when Thomas woke me up by climbing into the bed. Jessica’s dream visit was after Thomas came in – how strange that the Fitbit didn’t pick up on my sleep at that point.
- Trying out some new recipes for dinner. My favourite this week was sticky salmon with Chinese greens – yummy!
- Sophie and Thomas in their outfits for World Book Day. I couldn’t resist creating a World Book Day photo with all three of my children in.