watching and learning

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Kids are very keen observers and excellent mimics. They watch you all the time…and if that sounds scary then it’s probably a good thing to recognize so you watch what you say and do! Of course, the flip side is that they pick up a lot of good interesting stuff too. (like Sid telling his constipated brother that he needs more vegetables and bananas in his diet) 

Anyway, took the boys out this evening for a play date followed by dinner at a small restaurant. While we were on the way to the place we were in a bit of traffic. In stead of the usual whining, I was pleasantly surprised to see how the boys turned the wait into a fun game…”I spy with my little eye” Nish started and Sid was super excited. They pointed out diggers and excavators, dump trucks and “hondacitycars” (which is said like it is one word). Then they took turns singing songs. No complaints about the time or the wait.

I saw something similar at dinner. They were patient and well behaved, ate entirely on their own without making a mess and courteously thanked the waiter before they left. And then 3 little boys and a very proud mommy got into the car (the joy was short lived because the ride back was a very loud fight over a scrap of paper that Sid managed to find in the car)!

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About myfourboysandme

Mom - a word that defines me... I smell of oats, johnson's and home baked cookies I am pink, purple, green and orange and so is the floor my kids color on. Flour on my clothes and a brush in my pocket, my glasses bent out of shape and smudged with tiny fingerprints. I can't remember the date but i know almost 40 pictures books by heart. I wake up humming 'wheels on the bus'and i talk with my fingers and eyes and mouth. My bag carries band aids, napkins, wipes, crayons, papers, candy and sometimes my wallet. I know all the parks and very few of the restaurants in my neighborhood. Most of my shopping is diapers, books and paints My phd certificate lies in a roll, the frame now contains an abstract work of art by two year olds and i am prouder of that piece of paper. mom - a word that defines me!

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