Confessions Update

Posted on August 17, 2006 by Gwen

I wrote earlier about some of my frustrations with the two boys that I am looking after; my own and a friend’s son. I was trying to figure out how I was going to get our rules to mesh a bit better. The unfortunate thing is that we can’t have a rule for my house and not hers because at 12 months he won’t understand that different situations have different rules.

So I broached the subject of throwing objects. I was positive and I just said that “Something we are working on is not throwing objects even balls.” I told her my strategy of taking the ball or whatever and stating what the object is for. I.E. “The ball is for rolling not for throwing. The maraca is for shaking not for throwing.” I am hoping that with all of us doing the same thing I will have the boys under a little bit of control and not have them hurt or my house broken.

I also gave her his first “drawing” before I broached anything. I know she was very pleased with it and I hope it softened the blow. I also hope that crouching it in positive language made it better. I am trying to make things easier for all of us and keep the boys safer.

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Confessions

Posted on August 17, 2006 by Gwen

I am not so sure that babysitting/caring for my friend’s child is working out for me. I am not sure I want to be a care-giver. I am sure that I am not looking forward to September when it goes from 3 days a week to 5 full days a week.

Does this make me a bad person? I hope not. But my friend’s child is driving me crazy. He is a few months younger than my son Aidan and can be very clingy. It isn’t that Aidan can’t be that way, but he is my child and usually a few minutes of cuddling and maybe a couple of minutes of breastfeeding and he is good to go. Of course this isn’t possible with my friend’s child. (Well the cuddling is, but that doesn’t seem to work as well as it does for Aidan.)

He is also a thrower of things. I am pretty sure this is because my friend and her husband taught the boy to throw a ball early on. No rolling the ball for them. Throwing. Now this means that now he throws balls, toys, anything that he can pick up. I have tried really hard with Aidan to not throw things. Even balls. Especially since very soon they will be told in no uncertain terms “Don’t play with that basketball/baseball/soccerball in the house, you will break something!” I have been trying to be a little subtle with the different rules that they have for their son, but I am thinking that I will have to be clear very soon that throwing things is one of my absolutely not rules.

Now don’t get me wrong about this, I really like the boy. I am just not ready to have two little boys so close in age, but on totally different schedules, in my house almost full time. There are times when they are playing along side each other and my son isn’t taking the toys from my friend’s child that I think this may not be so bad. Then there are times like today when it is now 1:15 and I might be able to get some breakfast. {sigh.} I guess that I just have to hope that the bilingual daycare has a spot that opens up in January. (That is the earliest age that they would take my friend’s son.) Though maybe in a few weeks I will have them on a similar schedule and we can start doing things again, then things might be good, great even.

In the meantime, please tell me I am not a bad person, and that there is hope for things to get better.

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Canadian Idol: I can’t keep quiet anymore.

Posted on August 16, 2006 by Gwen

To the voting Canadian public:

What the Hell are you thinking???????? Why have you not kicked Taylor to the curb yet? If I hear another “Dude where’s my car?” moment from him I honestly don’t know what I will say. Come on! Ashley has been kicking ass and you throw her away. It is almost enough to make a person actually watch it when it is being aired and vote.

To the contestants:

Steffi: Get rid of the bows. Sure they were fine in the beginning but now they are just getting in the way of people taking you seriously. Also, figure out how to emote a bit more. I think you could be amazing but right now all people see is someone acting.

Taylor: For god’s sakes if you don’t have a brain in your head by all means keep speaking the way you do. If you do have some intelligence stop imitating Ashton Kutcher in “That 70’s Show” and say something intelligent.

Craig: Stop with the cheesy ballads and cheap theatrics. Oh, but thanks for choosing at least 1 song written for a male. Don’t ever choose a Celine song. Please!

Chad: Choose some upbeat songs. Right now you are just a bit boring.

Eva: Shock the crap out of people and sing a song at least partially in French. Come on girl represent yourself!

To the judges:

Sass: Stop hitting on the young boys and for god’s sake don’t get drunk on the show!!!

Farley: Get out of the suit once in a while. It might do you some good.

Zach: Say what you mean and don’t pussyfoot around it. Come on, they are paying you for your opinion.

Jake: Disagree with Zach all you want, don’t take it so personally.

To Ben Mulroney:

Please stop the I have no clue about music but that sounded wonderful to me crap. Come on, just admit that you have a tin ear and that nobody hired you for you looks or appeal to the Canadian public. Damn I really can’t think of one reason why they would hire you for this particular job.

To People everywhere:

Can we start a web campaign to rid Canadian Idol of Mulroney? I would sign in a flash. Let us vote him off idol and keep a contestant another week!!

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Am I Getting Old?

Posted on August 15, 2006 by Gwen

Since when did 33 become old? When did 33 mean you have all kinds of aches and pains that keep you from sleeping? I guess it might be like Penn Jillette says, that after you mid twenties everyone has some sort of pain.

Sigh, well, this pain kept me up till almost 4am last night. And I am babysitting this morning. WTF, if it was going to happen why not Monday night instead? I feel weird that it was so sleep depriving because it was merely really uncomfortable. The fact that my Ipod died was just a lovely bonus. I should have just have gone out for a walk. Maybe that would have got me to sleep sooner.

Anyway, enough bitching about pain. I will post something later about the boy. 🙂

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