Archive for January, 2014
On most Thursday nights we go over to a friend’s house to play Dungeons & Dragons. Little Prince has always been interested in the dice. He used to like to try to make them spin, or have us make them spin. Lately he’s been working on (gently) rolling them (mostly on) the table.
As I’ve posted before, as part of the weaning process, sometimes I do counting nursing. We call it “X milk” where X is the number I’ll count to. Sometimes we negotiate the number. Sometimes he wants “S milk,” which involves me counting to a random number and then saying “S,” at which point he stops. I guess we’re doing algebra already.
For the past two D&D sessions, toward the end of the evening (usually close to his normal bedtime), Little Prince will sit next to me and roll one of my dice. He then declares that he gets whatever number he rolled amount of milk. When he’s done, he’ll roll for the other side. Thankfully he mostly rolls D6-D10s. Yesterday he rolled 15 on a D20, but then turned it to 5, which was the number he wanted. My DM threatened to bring out his D100, but thankfully he couldn’t find it.
Yup, that’s my little nerdling.
Last Saturday night (so not last night, but the Saturday night a week before), while we were getting Little Prince ready for bed he asked to sleep in his room. He’s asked a few times before but it was always on weeknight and Darius and I didn’t want to try it then. But since it was on a weekend, we figured why not?
Back in the Fall we got a king sized bed for our room, so we moved our queen to the guest room and the (very old, OMG why do we still have this college futon???) full mattress to Little Prince’s room. Since then we started doing the occasional nap in there, with more frequency since the new year started.
Even with that, it was still a total shock to me that he was insistent in wanting to sleep in his own room at night. I was so not ready for it. I’d slept next to him for over 2.5 years and I wasn’t sure if I could handle it. But as Darius reminded me, the point of Attachment Parenting is that the child feels secure in their independence and will take the steps when they are ready. So we put him to sleep in his own room. And I fretted a bit that night. Around 1 or 2 AM I heard him crying out and found him at the top of the stairs, so I brought him back to our room because I’m just more comfortable on my bed.
Since that night he’s slept in his room the first part of the night and at around 1 or 2 in the morning I’ll wake up and notice him next to me and then fall back asleep. The only exceptions to this were Thursday night and last night when he asked to sleep in mommy and daddy’s room. He also asked to nap in our room on Saturday. I think the novelty of his own room is wearing off a bit. But since he’s still falling asleep in there, I think we’ll keep putting him to bed in there (except when he’s insistent about being in our room).
I must say that as much as I miss him a bit sometimes, it’s nice to have our room back in the evenings and for falling asleep (especially since I know he’ll be in at some point before the morning). We can put our clothing away after we fold it. We can read in bed with a low light on. Hey, I’m even writing this post in bed right now on my laptop (Darius is “breathing heavily” next to me).
It’s funny, I always thought we’d have to do the move his mattress away from our bed, then move it against the wall, then slowly move it toward his room thing. And here he goes and is just ready to have his own space.
This morning when I woke up it had snowed (or something, well it had certainly weathered) overnight.
I checked and found out that all schools, and thus Little Prince’s daycare, were closed. I’d already informed my boss that this might happen. So we had a snow day. Darius had already gone into work, was only working a half day. I went back to bed and snuggled with Little Prince. We had a nice leisurely wake up. Little Prince told me he had to use the potty as I was brushing my teeth, so I missed getting him onto the potty in time (but he still wears diapers). When I did his diaper change, we agreed that we’d both say in pajamas all day. And we did.
We went downstairs and had cereal, bananas, and juice for breakfast. He put his vitamins at the bottom of his bowl of cereal and we had to find them. After we ate some, I let him take the rest of his cereal upstairs and I put on Lilo and Stitch so I could get some work done. It was his first time seeing it and he liked it a lot. I did my best not to quote the whole thing while watching it. The he asked to do his yoga DVD with me, which he actually did for about 10 minutes until there was a “bear” and he freaked out and just wanted to watch it with me.
After that we decided to make cupcakes. I took out the butter and eggs to soften, but realized there wasn’t the right kind of milk in the house and we were low on sugars. I asked Darius to pick up the milk and sugars on his way home. So Little Prince played by himself for a while while I got more work done. He even worked from home too.
We got to video chat with Tante for a little bit. Next thing I knew it was lunch time and Darius was home. Luckily Little Prince had some of a left over turkey sandwich from last night so I didn’t have to worry about making lunch for him. After lunch time, it was nap time. Little Prince actually peed in the potty, standing up no less, during his pre-nap diaper change. He fell asleep fairly quickly and I was able to get a lot more work done. Then he woke up. Darius tried to comfort him, but he only wanted mommy. So I went back into his room and we snuggled and he napped a bit more.
After nap, as promised, we made one giant cupcake. Okay, actually it was a cupcake shaped cake. And it took double batter, which I didn’t realize until we’d already made only one and put it in. LP was quite a help getting ingredients out of the pantry, mixing, and eating the batter.
And he helped me clean up too.
After washing dishes, his pajamas were soaked, so he switched to Superman pajamas.
Darius and LP watched My Little Pony together while I got more work done. Then they played for a while until I finally got to a good stopping point in my work.
By that time the cake was cool enough to decorate and even though I hadn’t used enough cake batter, it turned out that both sides were about the same size so it worked out okay in the end. Darius made dinner while I decorated and LP watched me. He picked the color for the “wrapper” part. I was done at the same time that dinner was.
Dinner was homemade chicken parmesan with pasta and broccoli and cauliflower. Little Prince chowed down on the broccoli (eventually the whole pieces, not just the stems) and the pasta and sauce. Toward the end of the meal he ask for some of the chicken. He NEVER asks for chicken. He declared it “yummy yummy in my tummy” and had several more pieces of chicken after that. Then we each had a small piece of the giant cupcake. LP thought it was so good that he licked his plate clean.
It was way past bath time by this point, so we just did a diaper change, washed LP’s face and hands, and brushed his teeth. I read him some of the Richard Scary book we’re reading and nursed him for a while with the lights off. Then Darius took over to put him to sleep. He recently came out of the bedroom and is now playing Assassins Creed 3. I’m going to go do some yoga.
For the past few months or so, we’ve been watching the new My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic show with Little Prince. It’s actually really really good and we’ve all been enjoying it.
We watched an episode of it yesterday afternoon. After it was over, Little Prince declared he was not Little Prince but Princess Celestia. He then stated that I was Apple Jack, Daddy was Rainbow Dash, and the boycat was Fluttershy. For the rest of the day, he would refer to himself as Princess Celestia, and address the rest of us by our pony names. He corrected me if I tried to call him Little Prince. When he woke up this morning, he was still Princess Celestia and the rest of us were still our same ponies. I made sure to inform his daycare teacher about his new identity and explained that it was from My Little Ponies, so she didn’t get confused.
Yeah, he totally get this from me. When I was about his age and older, every morning I would pick a different character to be and I would only respond to that character’s name. 80-90% of the time I was Dorothy from Wizard of Oz, but every once in a while I wasn’t and my parents had to play the guessing game until they found the right name.
I guess it runs in the family. I wonder who he’ll be tomorrow.