Peanut celebrated his second birthday nearly a month ago and he seems to be changing from baby to little right before our eyes.
He is getting very good at telling us what he wants, he is not be talking in full sentences - well he is only two - but he is pretty well trying to. He is walking and running around everywhere is getting less willing to sit in the pram while we are at the shops. And with his latest haircut he looks every bit the part of the little boy.
Last weekend M34tb4LL took the bars off one side of Peanuts cot and attached the stability rail that it came it. The cot we bought for Peanut can be converted into a toddler bed. The first night that Peanut slept in his 'bed' it took him a while to settle down. Each time we tried to put into his bed he got upset because he couldn't pull the side up. I suppose it would seem every strange to someone who has spent two years sleeping in an enclosed, cage like bed to suddenly being put into a bed that has no sides and is wide open.
But the funny thing it was the first night that Peanut seemed to be nervous about his new sleeping arrangements. The next morning when his Nana (my mother-in-law) came over so we could go to the farmers market together, Peanut was very keen to show her his new bed and how he could get in and out of it all my himself.
The next night he was happy enough to go to bed and the night after that he did not want to be carried to and placed in, he wanted to walk to his room himself and get into the bed on his own. And i must say that know there is no bar to try to get over - it is much easier for M34tb4LL and me to give Peanut a goodnight kiss and cuddle.
So what is next in the baby-to-boy transformation? Toilet training... It has started, sort of. Peanut has a training seat and can climb the steps and sit on the seat, but personally - I'm not really sure how to get him make the connection as to what to do when he is there! And having a house that is fully carpeted, including one of the bathrooms - I hope the learning is not going to get TOO messy!
(: Reggie
Saturday, 7 March 2009
Tuesday, 3 February 2009
Inflation Woos
No, this is not a post about the "suffering economy". This is the Peanut blog and all the random ramblings that go here are all about our boy - or boy related dealings.
Today (or at least the day that i started typing this post) was a hot day, a very hot day, very very very very hot day! And seeing as our air-con had already been running for nearly two days straight i thought it was time to switch it off and seek cooler quarters.
So i bundles Peanut into the car and drove the local shopping centre, hoping to get some relief from the heat. When we got there however we found that the air-conditioning had broken down in 2/3 of the building, but there was plenty of shops to browse around that did still have a temperature that was remarkably better than it was outside.
At our local shopping centre, and I'm sure at others, there seems to be a growing trend for business to try and give a certain item to any small child who wanders (or is pushed - in a pram or stroller i mean) by. And it was this trend that i said "NO, no thank you" to seven times on this particular day.
The items that are being handed out care freely are balloons...
Now comes the question, why would i not want my child to be handed a balloon? Kids love balloons! Kids find holding a balloon fun! But, call me strange (most people do) i don't like balloons. They have a tendency to pop and when they pop - not only do they make a loud noise and scare the bejeebers out one - but they have the potential to take some one's eye out! Ans statistically 56% (Please note that this statistic has been completely made up) of all eye injuries in this country are caused by flying balloon debris.
And is not just my personal dislike for balloons that makes me not want to except them when they are offered, it is also the way that Peanut treats them. As soon as he receives a balloon will try and hit thing (and people) with it, he constantly drops it and wants it picked up, runs his fingers over it to make a squeaky noise and (the worst one) he tries to bite it - which if he is successful will result in a loud pop and an injured eye.
But back to the practise of how balloons are being distributed in shopping centre. I must admit that i do find it a bit rude that the people who are handing out the balloon just ask a child that happens to be walking (or being pushed) by directly if they want a balloon, they do not ask the parent (of care giver) if it is alright to offer the child a balloon - they just give it.
Do we not live in an age where we are supposed to teaching our children about "stranger danger"? Now i have my own opinion on "stranger danger", and the bollocks that it is, but that is not for this post. And what if the parent does not want the child to have a balloon, for any reason, not just the strange near-phobic reasons that i have.
So why don't these balloon handing people just ask a parent - "would your child like a balloon?" and leave it to the parent to confer with the child, and the answer will no doubt be yes, but the child still thinks they have a choice.
(: Reggie
p.s. - I don't like balloons
Today (or at least the day that i started typing this post) was a hot day, a very hot day, very very very very hot day! And seeing as our air-con had already been running for nearly two days straight i thought it was time to switch it off and seek cooler quarters.
So i bundles Peanut into the car and drove the local shopping centre, hoping to get some relief from the heat. When we got there however we found that the air-conditioning had broken down in 2/3 of the building, but there was plenty of shops to browse around that did still have a temperature that was remarkably better than it was outside.
At our local shopping centre, and I'm sure at others, there seems to be a growing trend for business to try and give a certain item to any small child who wanders (or is pushed - in a pram or stroller i mean) by. And it was this trend that i said "NO, no thank you" to seven times on this particular day.
The items that are being handed out care freely are balloons...
Now comes the question, why would i not want my child to be handed a balloon? Kids love balloons! Kids find holding a balloon fun! But, call me strange (most people do) i don't like balloons. They have a tendency to pop and when they pop - not only do they make a loud noise and scare the bejeebers out one - but they have the potential to take some one's eye out! Ans statistically 56% (Please note that this statistic has been completely made up) of all eye injuries in this country are caused by flying balloon debris.
And is not just my personal dislike for balloons that makes me not want to except them when they are offered, it is also the way that Peanut treats them. As soon as he receives a balloon will try and hit thing (and people) with it, he constantly drops it and wants it picked up, runs his fingers over it to make a squeaky noise and (the worst one) he tries to bite it - which if he is successful will result in a loud pop and an injured eye.
But back to the practise of how balloons are being distributed in shopping centre. I must admit that i do find it a bit rude that the people who are handing out the balloon just ask a child that happens to be walking (or being pushed) by directly if they want a balloon, they do not ask the parent (of care giver) if it is alright to offer the child a balloon - they just give it.
Do we not live in an age where we are supposed to teaching our children about "stranger danger"? Now i have my own opinion on "stranger danger", and the bollocks that it is, but that is not for this post. And what if the parent does not want the child to have a balloon, for any reason, not just the strange near-phobic reasons that i have.
So why don't these balloon handing people just ask a parent - "would your child like a balloon?" and leave it to the parent to confer with the child, and the answer will no doubt be yes, but the child still thinks they have a choice.
(: Reggie
p.s. - I don't like balloons
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