Friday, May 16, 2008

The Turtles Are Coming! Quick! Walk!

"Mommy. Mommy. Show done."
"Do you want to watch another one?"
He looked at me with these big beautiful brown eyes. He looked so sad for me. "Donworrymommy."
"What?"
"There, there are no turdles--there are no turtles after you. You be okay."
I stare at him with blank eyes.
"You be okay. Don't worry Mommy."
Where does this kid come from? Turtles? I put on my most concerned face, "Val, are you sure?"
"Yes Mommy. I look out for you."
I reach out and hug him. "Good. Thank you. I feel so safe."
"Okay Mommy. Okay."

Friday, May 9, 2008

Alcatraze, It Ain't

V loves to play with kids. Loves it. Adores it. Sometimes I wonder if I should send him to day-care, just for social reasons. I am not enough. And Z? Well, Z does well enough in a pinch. V will play with him . . . if he has to.

Z wouldn't mind being left out of the schemes, but he typically can't help being curious enough to wander into the muddle of whatever's-going-on.

My new parenting phenomenon: shared consequences.

So here the two reprobates are, enjoying Corner Time together.



They look repentant, don't they?