Friday, November 28, 2008

The Art of Sharing


I took Addison to open gym last week and was very pleased with the way she plays. I think at (almost) 2, kids don't understand the concept of playing together. It seems like they will play near each other, but not with each other. The whole goal at the gym is to "get the toy". They follow each other like busy little bees waiting for the coveted toy to be left behind. Discarded. Tossed aside. It doesn't take long. At the gym Addison goes to it seems that baby dolls, baby buggies, and balls are the hot commodities. Oh, and the kitchen. I watched her get muscled out of playing with the kitchen when a couple of bigger kids took it over. Bullies in the making, I'd say. She didn't seem to be too upset about it. She just moved on to something else. She didn't seem to be too upset about much, but when she was, you definitely knew. Her displeasure is exhibited by jazz hands. Well, not really jazz hands, but she does put her hands up and move them back and forth, similar to jazz hands. You know trouble is brewing when this happens.

My philosophy at the gym is not to intervene unless blood is about to be shed. 2 year olds aren't generally vindictive. They are curious and full of want. The want only lasts until it's in hand, then the goal was acheived and it's no longer interesting. Here's a scenario that unfolded: I watched an older woman approach a little kid who wasn't much older than my own daughter. The woman says to her "you took the dollbaby away from my granddaughter and she was playing with it. Could you please give it back?" Okay, so she said please...but WHAT?! Seriously, you (a very, very big kid) are going to take a doll away from a child because your granddaughter didn't have the cahoonies to hold on to the doll that wasn't ever hers in the first place? Wow. That's gutsy. What kind of a message are you sending to this child? First of all, it seems to me that your granddaughter should be fighting her own battles. Secondly, this little kid that you took the doll back from only remembers that a big old stranger took a doll away from her. She forgot (or didn't care) that she obtained it earlier from an unattended doll stroller. Thirdly, oh yeah...I just saw your granddaughter yank a toy from under the nose of another kid when you weren't watching. Good job grandma. You're giving some valuable lessons there to your indulged little princess. Geez.

An amazing sight was watching my daughter approach a child on a see saw. I moved to the edge of my seat getting ready to back my child off of a kid she knocks off of a toy that she wants to play with...but that didn't happen. She approached the see saw with the boy hanging off one end. She thoughtfully considered the situation for a moment then decided she could sit on the other end. Did I just see that? For a moment I was a bit confused. This was the first show of cooperation to acheive a goal. I was amazed and proud! Is it embarrasing for a child if their parent cries at the gym? Probably. I held it back, but it was a proud moment. Of course then I waited to see if she'd climb off only to cause the poor kid to go slamming to the ground off the back of the see saw, but that didn't happen either. They teetered and tottered for nearly a minute straight. As soon as she made a move to get off another mom helped her down and neither child was worse for wear. Aw! Addison's first cooperative experience. Is there a line for that in the baby book? I think I should write one in.

Saturday, November 8, 2008

Tinkle tinkle

Here's an ACTUAL video of Addison. Singing. The sweetest version of Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star. I have to admit, we use a version of this song I call "Tinkle Tinkle" for potty training purposes. It's pretty much the same tune, with the exception of the lyrics: Tinkle. You just sing "tinkle" over and over again. Hey, it works! Sometimes we switch it up and sing the ABC song, but I'm a little concerned that when kindergarten comes around, she'll have an urgent need to go to the bathroom every time the alphabet is sung. I said it works now, I have no idea what the long term effects will be.



Anyway, I think you can hear her singing "Tinkle...Tinkle...STAR!" in the video. It comes across a little more grainy with YouTube.

It's pretty amazing all the new words she's learning. She knows how to count to 2. She knows what 2 is. She knows pink and blue. She knows sockie. We had a discussion about which colored socks she wanted to wear this morning. Since her Elmo socks were dirty, much to her dismay, she had to pick a pair of colored socks. She wanted blue, but they didn't go with her outfit, so we settled on pink. She can also sort of tell you what she wants. Sometimes it's like a cryptic puzzle to figure out. In the car today, for example, she was singing again and we were mimicking her. Next thing, she says "momma" "dadda" "2". I think she wanted us to sing together. Did you get that? Well, when we sing together she thinks it's quite amusing. So we do. It's fun to hear her talking and figuring things out. Most times though, we're still shrugging and looking at each other while she cries because we can't understand what she wants. It will come. For now, she'll just have to settle on chips, hot dogs, and cookies until she can learn more words.

Thursday, November 6, 2008

My Future!

I had to include this video as a reference because if you know my daughter, you know that this is a distinct possibility and I will need to look back so I know what to do. Enjoy. (and pray for me)