Thursday, June 18, 2015
After all the bedtime books have been read and the water bottled has been filled and the final potty break has been taken, The Little Sis gets five minutes of talking time with me, where we generally share additional details about our days with each other, or ask fun questions.
But her favorite thing to do during that five minutes (that often turns into 10 or 15 minutes…oops) is to play “Mommy/Baby,” a role-reversal game where she gets to be the mommy and I get to be the baby, and we play a wide range of scenarios. It’s such a great exercise for her to step into my shoes to experience the power of being a mom and making decisions, and to hopefully see things from my point of view from time to time. It’s also interesting to me because I can see our own parenting methods mirrored right back at me, and it’s a good chance to take a step back and see maybe what is and isn’t working. I also have a chance to see exactly what lessons she’s understanding and were we may need to make a few tweaks.
So many moments from our role-playing end up cracking me up. One time she pretended to take me to the zoo, but she told me that I had to stay in the car and I couldn’t go inside. I did ask if she’d buy me a (real) lion, and she totally agreed! She also regularly buys me tigers and penguins at the zoo.
Another time more recently, she told me she was going to have to go to the grown-up playground (not sure what that is, but sign me up!) and would have to leave me at home. I said, “Mommy, I don’t want you to go. I’m scared to be by myself.” She looked at me seriously, cradled my face with her hands, and said, “Baby, you won’t be alone.” She paused. “The doggy will be here with you.”
I promise I don’t abandon my children in parking lots and/or make the dog babysit the kids!
Monday, June 8, 2015
This year we had a robin build a nest on top of one of the columns of our back porch, so we were eager to see if we ended up with a batch of baby birds. MamaBird kept coming back to the nest quite often, so we were pretty sure there would be some little ones on the way. Sure enough, in early May, we heard little cheeps and soon discovered that we were hosting four baby birds. All of us really enjoyed checking on them and watching MamaBird come feed them, though I will admit it was a little sad when the baby birds started leaving the nest as fledglings. The Little Sis in particular was disappointed when they started off on their own.
I’m sure we’re in for quite a hit when our own baby birds leave our nest down the road.
The first baby to leave the nest:
The third bird to leave the nest. This was taken just seconds before it took off in flight: