Today, I want to talk about my little guys. (the boys in the picture are not my guys.) It’s amazing how much they are growing. They cause me to smile about something everyday. Here are a few of their antics that may make you smile too. Jay, the 4 year old told me the other day, “Mom, do you want me to turn the tv on? Well, I’m a bit of an expert at that.” Really, an expert? I responded, chuckling.
There’s a commercial that features the song, “Shake Your Grove Thing”. Jay’s version, that he proudly sings, “Shake your bootay, shake your bootay, yeah, yeah! Shakin’ my booty now! My husband and I shake our heads… what do you do? 🙂
My other little guy, Ev is 18 months old. It’s amazing how much he has grown in a year. He has so much personality. When he wants us to give him a treat, he walks towards us and sings, “The Alphabet” under his breath. I have no idea why. But the baby performs for food. (lol) One morning he cracked me up. I went into his room and gave him a gummy bear vitamin. Then I heard what sounded like something falling. (Yes, he created a diversion, he does this often so he can scope out the place for food and treats.) So, I went to see what was going on. He ran out of the room, into the kitchen and got the gummy bear vitamin jar off of the counter. The top was loose because I rushed off to see what mayhem he had just gotten into. When I came back into the living room area, Ev had his hand stuck in the gummy vitamin jar. When he saw me he was trying to run because he was caught red handed. He was torn between getting that gummy bear and getting in trouble with mommy. He finally got his hand free and one gummy bear fell onto the floor. We both went to pick it up, he looked at me with a pleading look in his eyes. I let him have it. Go ahead Ev, you earned that one. You ever have those times, when you are trying not to laugh at your kids because you don’t want to encourage certain behavior, but what they did was clearly funny. This was definitely one of those times.
It’s good to see the boys playing together. I remember when I was pregnant and I told Jay that he was going to have a brother to play with, he was so excited. Ev is finally big enough to play with. They get into everything not bolted down. My living room often times looks like a hurricane just hit. One Saturday afternoon, they decided that my bra was the item of choice to play tug of war with. My husband seemed to think it was funny. They made it all the way down the hall and into the living room before I realized what they were having so much fun with my BRA! When I snatched it from them, they looked like they had no idea what the problem was.
Sometimes, it can be a little challenging being the only female in a house full of testosterone!
They definitely keep me on my feet. My joyful little Jay is preparing for Kindergarten. The thought of public school worries me. When he came home the other day, he told me that a kid in his class was shaking and yelling at him and it made him cry. I wondered where his teacher was. That little talk with him made me begin to worry. And ask the question which I will pose to you, Friends of the Blog, what do you (or did you) tell your kids about defending themselves? I know the first thing that many will say is, ‘tell the teacher’. But what if it’s a case like he experienced where there’s some type of altercation, where a child actively has their hands on them, and the teacher is not paying attention? Does he just stand there? Does he warn then swing? Does he break free and run? What’s your advice?
I told him to warn twice and then swing. I’m torn with what I told him because, he doesn’t know anything about fighting. We don’t fight. He’s never even seen a fight (as far as I know). He and his brother tap each other from time to time. But, nothing that would give him the ability to hold his own if someone really wanted to throw down.
When I was in school, I didn’t have any problems with other kids trying to fight me. I was good at doing the dozens (jokes), so if someone wanted to have a verbal spar, I was typically up for it. But, today’s kids are different. What they are exposed to as normal is different. I’m struggling with making sure he’s equipped. Any thoughts?
I really do want to hear from you. What did you do or are preparing to do to prepare your little joy for the days ahead?