I don't understand violins. I need frets people! I play a lot, but it's hard to with the kids around. When thing 1 isn't playing (read:banging) his guitar while I'm playing, he'll turn the TV up...seriously, how rude is that? I just don't play when they're around much, but all 3 things and wife are going out of town (things on Sat. to DisneyWorld, wife on Monday to Charlotte for work) I shall play non-stop. I understand the dirty kitchen completely too.
Growing up, the kitchen was lucky to get mopped once a month, so ours was in a constant state of dirty, cracked, and paw printed. Then again, it was the cheapest linoleum held on by the cheapest glue, so nowadays it's half wood and half linoleum.
Our kitchen isn't much better, but sand shows up a lot less against beigish gray textured tiles than you would think. It's the tomato stains and garlic/ onion papers that usually convince me to sweep and mop again.
"No fate but what we make"- Sarah Connor, Terminator 2
Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, steak in one hand, chocolate in the other, yelling "Holy F***, What a Ride!"
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thanks for making me feel better guys. when we redo the kitchen (whenever that will be), we're definitely putting in something a little darker. thankfully the rest of the house is lovely wood flooring so you can't tell how clean/dirty it is. i sweep at least once a day because i walk barefoot and the little crud on the floor drives me nuts.
JYACM- it's tough playing around little ones. every time i get mine out, my daughter wants me to help her with the little one. umm..no. i just got mine out to play! then the littlest one wants to strum the strings and throws a fit if i don't let him. i know it's cool, that's why *I* want to play it!! then i feel like a little kid who won't share. oh well, it's good that they're interested. hopefully this summer i can get the kids into lessons. they both want to play violin; it would be nice if one of them picked the viola or something.
i had a good talk with the daughter about how most men are good and just want her to be happy and healthy, but some men aren't...saying "no", finding me or another safe adult, etc. she wasn't embarrassed and liked hearing the part where i told her about the loud, powerful voice that all girls have (even little shy ones). i also told her that even though the neighbor is nice, i don't know if he's one of the good men, or someone who just acts nice. hopefully she'll get the point. i'll also have a chat with my son once he's home from school.
Last edited by Saoirse; 05-21-2012 at 10:05 AM.
my thing 3 just turned 2 on thursday.
there are a few musicians in the extended family. my grandfather likes to fiddle but i guess he doesn't anymore. he doesn't read music; he's a true hillbilly fiddler. there may be a few banjo players too, but no one plays together. i hope my kids decide to play, and branch out to other instruments.
Thing 3 doesn't want to walk yet...thing 1 was walking at 10 months, thing 2 at 11 or 12 months, thing 3 NOT walking at 12 months. If we keep having kids we'll have to carry them to preschool.
lol. mine were the same way, almost exactly. except thing 3 was climbing maybe around 9-10 months. as in baby gates were nothing anymore. he started walking a little after 1. thing 1 and 2 were potty capable before their respective 2nd birthdays, and thing 3 is perfectly content crapping himself. at least he lets me know, though. he walks up to me, grunts, then presents his backside and looks at me.
I don't have any Things of my own, but it sounds like me and my sibs growing up. My sister (eldest) didn't walk for, like forever. But she talked early. My little brother (#3 of 4) was up and running in no time flat but took so long to talk that Mom took him to the doctor. Apparently pointing and yelling and having his sisters translate for him worked. He still doesn't talk much. My sister, on the other hand, is a linguist.
#3 also can tell the difference, while asleep, in "I'm not going to lay you down, but I'm going into the kitchen for something" and "I'm going down the hall to try to lay you in your bed". He can tell, in his sleep, what your intentions are. I'm soft on him, I can't let him cry in his crib until he goes to sleep, I did that with the others. Plus, he's just such a good snuggler.