I think one of the most interesting things about Trio is when I see one of my mannerisms in him. I mean, I know he is his own little person and has his own little personality and I love it. But the bottom line is that no matter what you always obtain some aspect of your parent's personality. For me from my Dad it's the sarcasm. From my Mom it's the compuncation to always want to be on time to places and get to highly irritated with my companions if we are late LOL. And of course the love of reading from both of them.
However it's funny to see Trio's quirks that he shares with boy of us. He's a flirt like his Dad was when he was younger. He loves to dance (more from his Dad then me as I'm shy in that respect). He likes to read or at least for now look at the books on his own which of course is all me. But the other day while watching "Super Why" I really saw me come out of him with a fierceness.
I don't know how many of you watch it but long story short the Pig character has a little catch phrase he says when he does something good. So it happened and I said "Look at that Trio! Super thumbs!"
And he stopped and looked at me, arched his eyebrow and was like "Uh...big thumbs up Mama".
o.0 Wow.
And I say this because I've done this to people myself. I look at them like they've lost their dang mind when they say something stupid or silly or wrong and my son did it to me. Some may call it karmic retribution. I prefer to look at it like hey; that's my boy! ^_^
Saturday, November 5, 2011
Tuesday, September 6, 2011
Alphabets, Good Living Rooms, and More
So it's been awhile since I blogged but that's my usual song and dance. Let's see if I can get y'all up to date on the awesomeness that is Trio.
First we are loving singing our ABCs. It's quite adorable because it will come out of nowhere but of course like all kids he has some trouble in the middle so it comes out "M-N-M-O-P" but hey it's close enough. LOL. We are also chatting way more and enjoying playing with other kids even if they are bigger. For the holiday weekend we went up to San Antonio to see the family and he was just steadily trailing after his older cousins, who did really well with him. By that I mean they didn't try to burn off and leave him they included him for the most part. Very heartening to see.
What did upset me in SA was the good living room. You know what that is--a living room you cannot go through no matter what. You can't even step a toe in there otherwise you'd get your butt whupped. Hell if you even lean too far in, you'd get hit upside the back of your head. At least that's how it was when I was growing up.
And Trio and the other younger generation were allowed in the good living room. I was HOT!!! It started out innocently enough because they kids went in there and I trailed after Trio going "No baby you can't go in there that's the good living room" before I realized I was the only one saying anything. The kids went in there to eat and I was like "What the hell is this? We can go into the good living room now? When did this change?" And someone commented, "Well it's different now for the younger kids" and I was like "My behind it is! If I couldn't go into the good living room then neither can my kid!"
And I was living room patrol every time Trio headed that way I was like "GET OUT OF THE GOOD LIVING ROOM!!" At one point my cousin Dannika commented "Boy you better stay out of there before your mother kills you" and everyone was cracking up not knowing how serious I was about this. It's the good living room...you don't go or play or EAT in the good living room!! That's why it's the good living room.
All joking aside it was a pretty good day especially because I'm coming off a three day weekend. The fires here were a little scary but thank God we managed to not have anything happen but my hearts and prayers do go out to those affected by it.
And that is it for now. I want a laptop so I can blog (not to mention actually write) more often but until then I will try to remember to update more regularly.
First we are loving singing our ABCs. It's quite adorable because it will come out of nowhere but of course like all kids he has some trouble in the middle so it comes out "M-N-M-O-P" but hey it's close enough. LOL. We are also chatting way more and enjoying playing with other kids even if they are bigger. For the holiday weekend we went up to San Antonio to see the family and he was just steadily trailing after his older cousins, who did really well with him. By that I mean they didn't try to burn off and leave him they included him for the most part. Very heartening to see.
What did upset me in SA was the good living room. You know what that is--a living room you cannot go through no matter what. You can't even step a toe in there otherwise you'd get your butt whupped. Hell if you even lean too far in, you'd get hit upside the back of your head. At least that's how it was when I was growing up.
And Trio and the other younger generation were allowed in the good living room. I was HOT!!! It started out innocently enough because they kids went in there and I trailed after Trio going "No baby you can't go in there that's the good living room" before I realized I was the only one saying anything. The kids went in there to eat and I was like "What the hell is this? We can go into the good living room now? When did this change?" And someone commented, "Well it's different now for the younger kids" and I was like "My behind it is! If I couldn't go into the good living room then neither can my kid!"
And I was living room patrol every time Trio headed that way I was like "GET OUT OF THE GOOD LIVING ROOM!!" At one point my cousin Dannika commented "Boy you better stay out of there before your mother kills you" and everyone was cracking up not knowing how serious I was about this. It's the good living room...you don't go or play or EAT in the good living room!! That's why it's the good living room.
All joking aside it was a pretty good day especially because I'm coming off a three day weekend. The fires here were a little scary but thank God we managed to not have anything happen but my hearts and prayers do go out to those affected by it.
And that is it for now. I want a laptop so I can blog (not to mention actually write) more often but until then I will try to remember to update more regularly.
Thursday, July 28, 2011
Tidbits on Trio
I haven't blogged in over a month. Yeah I know horrible especially considering I was keeping this not only to get myself into the habit of writing but to keep a better record of the development on Trio. So I'm going to use this entry as a quick wrap up of what I have noticed of my son in the last month and hopefully be able to start keeping up better overall.
*A few months ago I was talking about Trio's lack of talking which is pretty much no longer an issue. Yes we still have moments where he babbles incoherently but he is a little chatterbox now. He has random moments of saying well-known phrases and at the right times. Two examples are where I was trying to get him to come sit next to me and stop bothering Albert when he was napping and he said "No". So I pretended to cry not expecting it to work because it never really does with him but he ran over to me, with concern all on his face and asked, "Mama? What's wrong?" Then the other day I was at the computer and I heard a thump from the playroom followed by an "Ah! Oh my God!" and I was looked over my shoulder like "What in the world?" He is also recognizing the places we go habitually and commenting on it. I am guessing I'm not too worried about needing a speech therapist as I was when we went to the doctor's at the beginning of the year.
*Summer Activities--about a month ago, we were going into Moonie's Burgers and a fellow Mom from our play group was walking out with her little ones. Trio saw the boy and then took off after them out of the restaraunt which lead me to believe that we need to start going to more playdates. I had been really lax in taking him to go go play but after that I decided to buck up and start drinking coffee and energy drinks because he needs to go play with his friends. So that is what we have been doing. Some of the most memorable events that come to mind was once when we went to Falcon Pointe pool. They have a little "splash pad" area and one of the things is this tall pole that has funnels that fill up with water and dunk. He looked like wanted to try it but was also nervous so I went under it by myself at first and from there he was fine with it. Once though he was running after a friend and ran under it at the "right" time so two of those funnels dunked on him, with enough pressure might I add to knock his arm floatie to his wrist. He just shook it off and walked back to me with his arm outstretched to push it back up.
Also this last week we went to Petco with the group and there was a cage with ferrets; two evil albino looking ones with creepy red eyes and one black and white one. The black and white one seemed to take to Trio and was pawing at the window to try to get out while Trio was laughing (although I guess in theory he could have been evil and wanted to claw his eyes out). At the top were some holes (I'm guessing for air) and the nice ferret stuck his nose out. By the time I got Trio over there to pet it, one of the alpha albino ones had knocked the other one out of the way and bite Trio. He jerked his hand back with a very affronted look and was like "Ow". But he didn't linger too much over it, which is good. We also went to the zoo with a friend who is visiting from out of town and that was fun just really really HOT!! But we did see lions, tigers, and meerkats! Sadly no bears but there was a monkey baby!! And a camel that made me nervous because it kept scowling at us. o.0
That is all I can think of right now but I will for sure try to start updating more so you can all read about my lovely boy!
*A few months ago I was talking about Trio's lack of talking which is pretty much no longer an issue. Yes we still have moments where he babbles incoherently but he is a little chatterbox now. He has random moments of saying well-known phrases and at the right times. Two examples are where I was trying to get him to come sit next to me and stop bothering Albert when he was napping and he said "No". So I pretended to cry not expecting it to work because it never really does with him but he ran over to me, with concern all on his face and asked, "Mama? What's wrong?" Then the other day I was at the computer and I heard a thump from the playroom followed by an "Ah! Oh my God!" and I was looked over my shoulder like "What in the world?" He is also recognizing the places we go habitually and commenting on it. I am guessing I'm not too worried about needing a speech therapist as I was when we went to the doctor's at the beginning of the year.
*Summer Activities--about a month ago, we were going into Moonie's Burgers and a fellow Mom from our play group was walking out with her little ones. Trio saw the boy and then took off after them out of the restaraunt which lead me to believe that we need to start going to more playdates. I had been really lax in taking him to go go play but after that I decided to buck up and start drinking coffee and energy drinks because he needs to go play with his friends. So that is what we have been doing. Some of the most memorable events that come to mind was once when we went to Falcon Pointe pool. They have a little "splash pad" area and one of the things is this tall pole that has funnels that fill up with water and dunk. He looked like wanted to try it but was also nervous so I went under it by myself at first and from there he was fine with it. Once though he was running after a friend and ran under it at the "right" time so two of those funnels dunked on him, with enough pressure might I add to knock his arm floatie to his wrist. He just shook it off and walked back to me with his arm outstretched to push it back up.
Also this last week we went to Petco with the group and there was a cage with ferrets; two evil albino looking ones with creepy red eyes and one black and white one. The black and white one seemed to take to Trio and was pawing at the window to try to get out while Trio was laughing (although I guess in theory he could have been evil and wanted to claw his eyes out). At the top were some holes (I'm guessing for air) and the nice ferret stuck his nose out. By the time I got Trio over there to pet it, one of the alpha albino ones had knocked the other one out of the way and bite Trio. He jerked his hand back with a very affronted look and was like "Ow". But he didn't linger too much over it, which is good. We also went to the zoo with a friend who is visiting from out of town and that was fun just really really HOT!! But we did see lions, tigers, and meerkats! Sadly no bears but there was a monkey baby!! And a camel that made me nervous because it kept scowling at us. o.0
That is all I can think of right now but I will for sure try to start updating more so you can all read about my lovely boy!
Thursday, June 23, 2011
The Telling
Let me preface this nostalgic post by saying I am NOT pregnant.
But I was finishing up a book today, and one of the minor characters was telling her sister the main character (her sister) she was pregnant and the joy they had over being a mom and an aunt respectively got me to thinking about how we divulged about Trio.
Once the shock wore off and we stopped lying to ourselves, we did tell people in clumps. The first family related person we told was KaCee, my sister. For whatever reason we had to stop by her office before going to their house to watch Nica, because Dad had to go to work. And she was sitting there at her desk while Albert went to her car for something and she was having a "meh" day. And the secret was bursting inside of me until I finally looked at her and told her flatly "I have something to tell you. But you can't tell Dad. I get to tell Dad". And she looked...not afraid actually but concerned like "Oh are they moving? Did something happen?" Then I took a deep breath and was like "I'm pregnant". And her face just lit up like a Christmas tree and she came over to give a hug and then KaCee (being KaCee) started speaking to my stomach. /sigh I was like "I'm not that far along goofy".
Then there was how we told Dad. He was about to go in and he hated his job so much and was going in with a bad mood. So I looked at him and was like "Well would you like some news to brighten your day?" And he replied "Sure whatcha got?" I asked him "How would you feel about being a grandfather again?" and he was like "I wouldn't mind it...why you pregnant?" and I affirmed it and he grinned and said congratulations. Come to find out later that was all he talked about at work. Anytime someone asked him about his day he responded "I'm great just found out I have another grandbaby on the way".
We waited to tell Albert's family until I was 3 months in. Not sure why we didn't wait for mine I guess it was because they were here so if anything had happened they would have been one of the first to know. But the way Albert told his mom was priceless. She was babysitting Jordan (our nephew who is Albert's sister's son) and Albert told his mom about a conversation we were having (which was actually a true conversation). He said "Mom, Paige made the observation that no one in our family gets to stay 'the baby' for long because there is always another one on the way." Then he started listing them off and Cynthia was like "Well Jordan is gonna be the youngest". And Albert was like "No." And I could see my MIL pondering it and was like "No, he is the youngest" and Albert was like "No, he's not" and put his hand on my knee. And Cynthia looked at us and was like "You're pregnant?" and we affirmed and she screamed and scared Jordan (who was sitting on her lap).
Then there was how we told Greg (who knew b/c my SIL had let the cat out of the bag) but we gave him a Father's Day card from his "grandbaby".
It was cute. All around I think we told people the best way because we tailored it for everyone. Who knows if we'll be that creative if/when the next one rolls around?
But I was finishing up a book today, and one of the minor characters was telling her sister the main character (her sister) she was pregnant and the joy they had over being a mom and an aunt respectively got me to thinking about how we divulged about Trio.
Once the shock wore off and we stopped lying to ourselves, we did tell people in clumps. The first family related person we told was KaCee, my sister. For whatever reason we had to stop by her office before going to their house to watch Nica, because Dad had to go to work. And she was sitting there at her desk while Albert went to her car for something and she was having a "meh" day. And the secret was bursting inside of me until I finally looked at her and told her flatly "I have something to tell you. But you can't tell Dad. I get to tell Dad". And she looked...not afraid actually but concerned like "Oh are they moving? Did something happen?" Then I took a deep breath and was like "I'm pregnant". And her face just lit up like a Christmas tree and she came over to give a hug and then KaCee (being KaCee) started speaking to my stomach. /sigh I was like "I'm not that far along goofy".
Then there was how we told Dad. He was about to go in and he hated his job so much and was going in with a bad mood. So I looked at him and was like "Well would you like some news to brighten your day?" And he replied "Sure whatcha got?" I asked him "How would you feel about being a grandfather again?" and he was like "I wouldn't mind it...why you pregnant?" and I affirmed it and he grinned and said congratulations. Come to find out later that was all he talked about at work. Anytime someone asked him about his day he responded "I'm great just found out I have another grandbaby on the way".
We waited to tell Albert's family until I was 3 months in. Not sure why we didn't wait for mine I guess it was because they were here so if anything had happened they would have been one of the first to know. But the way Albert told his mom was priceless. She was babysitting Jordan (our nephew who is Albert's sister's son) and Albert told his mom about a conversation we were having (which was actually a true conversation). He said "Mom, Paige made the observation that no one in our family gets to stay 'the baby' for long because there is always another one on the way." Then he started listing them off and Cynthia was like "Well Jordan is gonna be the youngest". And Albert was like "No." And I could see my MIL pondering it and was like "No, he is the youngest" and Albert was like "No, he's not" and put his hand on my knee. And Cynthia looked at us and was like "You're pregnant?" and we affirmed and she screamed and scared Jordan (who was sitting on her lap).
Then there was how we told Greg (who knew b/c my SIL had let the cat out of the bag) but we gave him a Father's Day card from his "grandbaby".
It was cute. All around I think we told people the best way because we tailored it for everyone. Who knows if we'll be that creative if/when the next one rolls around?
Wednesday, June 8, 2011
Trio in the Summer
So it has been awhile since I've updated either one of our blogs. :/ Life has just gotten in the way.
But here I am to let you know what is going on in the life of Trio!! Well first off Trio's talking seems to have exploded!! He is talking all the time and most of it is understandable! I'm sure we probably still need to think about getting a speech therapist to work with him but for now we're going to let him enjoy the summer and come August we will look into it. But yes he is talking even more and it's so much fun! One of his favorite phrases is "You're home!!" when someone walks into the house. It's so cute. The first time I heard it was when I came home from work. Yeah....apparently he had a late nap that day so he was up at 2:30 when I walked in. Still sweet to hear...but wouldn't want to make it a habit while I'm on this schedule.
Potty training is...meh. I'll admit it I gave up for now. I mean every time we sat him on the potty he would cry and throw a fit and I was like "Well this can't be healthy." Believe me I want him potty trained I am so over diapers but I don't want to scar or force him because I do know that in the long run that will just hurt him even worse and make it take longer. So once again we'll wait and try a little later to see if he's ready. Although by 4 (God forbid) if he's not I'm not really gonna care if he throws a fit he's gonna start going there, even if I have to do potty boot camp to get it done.
And with summer being here our favorite pastime is swimming! He LOVES to swim! Such a little waterbug and he doesn't just stay in the steps or in the shallow end. He will walk around the pool and get in at the deep end (arm floaties and supervisors are around no worries) and just sit there and kick and swim and float. It's so awesome that he loves to swim because I am such a water person that I don't know how I would react if my kid wasn't! The only thing now is that every time he changes the first words out of his mouth are "Going swimming?" /sigh No son we can't swim all day every day. LOL.
And that's about it for now! A brief but compacted update on my little man. I will try to be more diligent this summer. I know I will be posting soon because it is almost time to see the cardiologist and I am very excited to see how he is doing after the great visit we had last time. Til then faithful readers!!
But here I am to let you know what is going on in the life of Trio!! Well first off Trio's talking seems to have exploded!! He is talking all the time and most of it is understandable! I'm sure we probably still need to think about getting a speech therapist to work with him but for now we're going to let him enjoy the summer and come August we will look into it. But yes he is talking even more and it's so much fun! One of his favorite phrases is "You're home!!" when someone walks into the house. It's so cute. The first time I heard it was when I came home from work. Yeah....apparently he had a late nap that day so he was up at 2:30 when I walked in. Still sweet to hear...but wouldn't want to make it a habit while I'm on this schedule.
Potty training is...meh. I'll admit it I gave up for now. I mean every time we sat him on the potty he would cry and throw a fit and I was like "Well this can't be healthy." Believe me I want him potty trained I am so over diapers but I don't want to scar or force him because I do know that in the long run that will just hurt him even worse and make it take longer. So once again we'll wait and try a little later to see if he's ready. Although by 4 (God forbid) if he's not I'm not really gonna care if he throws a fit he's gonna start going there, even if I have to do potty boot camp to get it done.
And with summer being here our favorite pastime is swimming! He LOVES to swim! Such a little waterbug and he doesn't just stay in the steps or in the shallow end. He will walk around the pool and get in at the deep end (arm floaties and supervisors are around no worries) and just sit there and kick and swim and float. It's so awesome that he loves to swim because I am such a water person that I don't know how I would react if my kid wasn't! The only thing now is that every time he changes the first words out of his mouth are "Going swimming?" /sigh No son we can't swim all day every day. LOL.
And that's about it for now! A brief but compacted update on my little man. I will try to be more diligent this summer. I know I will be posting soon because it is almost time to see the cardiologist and I am very excited to see how he is doing after the great visit we had last time. Til then faithful readers!!
Saturday, April 16, 2011
Potty Training
Potty training.
Two words that cause most mothers to tear out their hair in frustration. Because it is difficult. Trying to get the kiddos to understand this is where all that is suppose to go. Teaching them to know when they have to go and that is when they need to run to the bathroom (although to be honest most kids wait until the last second and then will run across the house holding themselves screaming "I HAVE TO POTTY!!!") And not to mention when you go from training pants to underoos (as I call them for boys because panties just sound weird I don't care how sexist that sounds) the accidients something I am DEFINITELY not looking forward to. I'm giving out a pre-emptive apology to Spiderman, Batman, and Phineas and Ferb since you will probably be the big boy underoos we get and you may get a little messy.
And it is hard not to get frustrated. We have had Trio in training pants all week. And this morning is the first time he peed in the potty (with training pants on that is) and I once again believe it is only because I stumbled out of bed and immediately put him there while I went. Whatever still excited he still got one Skittle. The only thing is first thing in the morning I cannot get excited about anything. I don't stumble around and growl at everybody like some people *cough cough my sister cough cough* but it's still hard to properly do the potty dance when you're thinking "It's cold. I'm tired. And I need coffee". Still I got excited as I could and gave him kisses and told him what a big boy he was and how proud I was and then he got a Skittle and all that jazz.
And then five minutes later he goes poop in the training pants.
Dammit. :/
Two words that cause most mothers to tear out their hair in frustration. Because it is difficult. Trying to get the kiddos to understand this is where all that is suppose to go. Teaching them to know when they have to go and that is when they need to run to the bathroom (although to be honest most kids wait until the last second and then will run across the house holding themselves screaming "I HAVE TO POTTY!!!") And not to mention when you go from training pants to underoos (as I call them for boys because panties just sound weird I don't care how sexist that sounds) the accidients something I am DEFINITELY not looking forward to. I'm giving out a pre-emptive apology to Spiderman, Batman, and Phineas and Ferb since you will probably be the big boy underoos we get and you may get a little messy.
And it is hard not to get frustrated. We have had Trio in training pants all week. And this morning is the first time he peed in the potty (with training pants on that is) and I once again believe it is only because I stumbled out of bed and immediately put him there while I went. Whatever still excited he still got one Skittle. The only thing is first thing in the morning I cannot get excited about anything. I don't stumble around and growl at everybody like some people *cough cough my sister cough cough* but it's still hard to properly do the potty dance when you're thinking "It's cold. I'm tired. And I need coffee". Still I got excited as I could and gave him kisses and told him what a big boy he was and how proud I was and then he got a Skittle and all that jazz.
And then five minutes later he goes poop in the training pants.
Dammit. :/
Thursday, March 31, 2011
Toddler Mood Swings
Seriously what is it about the 3s? This is a CRAZY age. If we're not having a battle of wills over everything including eating, drinking, napping, (and yes I know you're not suppose to argue with a toddler but dammit it's hard not to sometimes) then he's running around like a speed freak screaming and bouncing like a Popple and I'm like "WTH? Who gave you crack kiddo?"
I mean I understand this is where they exert their independence which is fine. I NEVER wanted a clinger (a Mama's boy if you will) simply because well I'm gonna sound sexist but I want a tough boy. I think of the term overly sensitive when it comes to boys and think of the Brendan Frasier from Bedazzled. Yeah. Seriously? Who wants that? Not that I want Trio to be a bully but I do not want a scrape you get from falling on the sidewalk to end in hysterics that makes an observer think he broke a bone.
But man this independence is kicking in hardcore. Not to mention the greed. Mine mine mine. With our friends toys!! We were at a birthday party last weekend and I had to remove him TWICE because he wanted to get all the balls for himself and not share with the other kids there and I'm like "Dude. The kids here are sharing with YOU!! It's not even your toy is it really worth it to throw this fit over it?"
TWICE people. TWICE. Usually removing him ONCE is more than enough but twice? Ay yi yi And we fight about eating. I'm a mom who makes her kids eats something she knows they hate. It drove me crazy growing up that my family would plop greens and spinach and cabbage on my plate after I had tried it knowing I didn't like. It drove me crazy and when I was younger I saw Crooklyn and the sign where the mom made him eat the black eyed peas to the point where he threw up on the plate and I'm like "Yeah I don't want that." So I offer him mac and cheese but I never make him eat it (yeah I know I get the weird one that doesn't like mac and cheese).
But when I put things in front of him that I know he likes and he doesn't he's just being stubborn and a pain in the patootie and that's when I get upset. And because I'm me I talk to him like a little person and am like "Seriously kid? I don't make you eat things you hate. You LIKE this now EAT it." And then he stares at me with the stubborn set to his face that is a smaller version of my angry face and all I think is "Thank God you're not a girl because puberty would suck for all in the Nieto household."
And then there's the sugar high and I don't know how he gets it but he'll randomly start running around the house, bouncing up and down and screaming at the top of his lungs because he's happy. Yesterday we were watching Rugrats and the beginning credits (the new version from when Dil was around) and he would sit there and laugh and squeal and I'm like "WTH is the matter with you? Is it that crucial? Are we that excited?" Even Albert will look at him sometimes and be like "What did you give him to eat?" and I have to let him know "That is all Trio baby. No sugar need be added." But I will admit it does sometimes make me smile to see him take pleasure in such a little thing. I think that's why adults are so bitter sometimes because they forget how to do that. So to see something as simple as the opening credits on Trio's favorite show inspiring such joy is nice.
That's all for today. Trio is doing fine otherwise than that healthwise and just his normal energetic self. Trying to decide what to do for lunch. Maybe pizza we'll see what the hubster says.
I mean I understand this is where they exert their independence which is fine. I NEVER wanted a clinger (a Mama's boy if you will) simply because well I'm gonna sound sexist but I want a tough boy. I think of the term overly sensitive when it comes to boys and think of the Brendan Frasier from Bedazzled. Yeah. Seriously? Who wants that? Not that I want Trio to be a bully but I do not want a scrape you get from falling on the sidewalk to end in hysterics that makes an observer think he broke a bone.
But man this independence is kicking in hardcore. Not to mention the greed. Mine mine mine. With our friends toys!! We were at a birthday party last weekend and I had to remove him TWICE because he wanted to get all the balls for himself and not share with the other kids there and I'm like "Dude. The kids here are sharing with YOU!! It's not even your toy is it really worth it to throw this fit over it?"
TWICE people. TWICE. Usually removing him ONCE is more than enough but twice? Ay yi yi And we fight about eating. I'm a mom who makes her kids eats something she knows they hate. It drove me crazy growing up that my family would plop greens and spinach and cabbage on my plate after I had tried it knowing I didn't like. It drove me crazy and when I was younger I saw Crooklyn and the sign where the mom made him eat the black eyed peas to the point where he threw up on the plate and I'm like "Yeah I don't want that." So I offer him mac and cheese but I never make him eat it (yeah I know I get the weird one that doesn't like mac and cheese).
But when I put things in front of him that I know he likes and he doesn't he's just being stubborn and a pain in the patootie and that's when I get upset. And because I'm me I talk to him like a little person and am like "Seriously kid? I don't make you eat things you hate. You LIKE this now EAT it." And then he stares at me with the stubborn set to his face that is a smaller version of my angry face and all I think is "Thank God you're not a girl because puberty would suck for all in the Nieto household."
And then there's the sugar high and I don't know how he gets it but he'll randomly start running around the house, bouncing up and down and screaming at the top of his lungs because he's happy. Yesterday we were watching Rugrats and the beginning credits (the new version from when Dil was around) and he would sit there and laugh and squeal and I'm like "WTH is the matter with you? Is it that crucial? Are we that excited?" Even Albert will look at him sometimes and be like "What did you give him to eat?" and I have to let him know "That is all Trio baby. No sugar need be added." But I will admit it does sometimes make me smile to see him take pleasure in such a little thing. I think that's why adults are so bitter sometimes because they forget how to do that. So to see something as simple as the opening credits on Trio's favorite show inspiring such joy is nice.
That's all for today. Trio is doing fine otherwise than that healthwise and just his normal energetic self. Trying to decide what to do for lunch. Maybe pizza we'll see what the hubster says.
Friday, March 11, 2011
Stubborn
Is there any word that is worse than this one when you are using it to describe a 3 year old? I mean of course I know there are but seriously this is one of the worse. Because that is what Trio is. Just plain and flat out S-T-U-B-B-O-R-N!!
And the most annoying thing about it is I can't get too mad. Everyone one in my family is stubborn and I do mean everyone. It's something that seems to come as part of the DNA such as the sarcasim gene. And while I defintely will admire this way of thinking when he is older and sticks to his guns and beliefs in the face of the adversaries that he will surely face just living life and the way the world is going right now it is a pain the butt to have to say "On your BOTTOM!" sooooo many times to him. Sometimes the only thing that gets him to do what I ask him to is to stand up which leaves him dashing off with the "Oh crap she's serious" look on his face. Or he sits down (hard I might add) and just starts angry crying because God forbid I ask him to do something he doesn't want to do. /sigh
But I do know that's part of being a parent and as he gets older I will have to describe to him that we as adults have to do things we don't want to do. Does it suck? Yes. But there are many reasons we do them. For love, to be civil, to avoid conflict, and at the end of the day some things are just not worth fighting over. Sorry but it's true.
I want Trio to stay stubborn only because I do believe that when used for the appriopriate things it's a wonderful trait such as not giving in to peer pressure for drugs, drinking, or teasing someone because they're different. I think stubborn people get things done because at some point it stops being stubborness and starts being determination and a determined person can do anything that they put their mind to. I want the best for my son and I want him to strive for his dreams. But I don't want him to be like some of my friends who go to the mat for every....little....thing. I don't want him to be one of those people who's stubborness stays that and never matures to determination, someone who is just going to piss and moan over everything because it's not their way and not adapt or compromise because they're so stubborn. Because people like this? Die old and alone. Which is not something I want for Trio.
So yes son enjoy being stubborn know while you have the blanket of being a toddler. Because at some point, it will have to adapt and change and you will have to learn that just like everything else in life, there is a time and a place for digging your heels in when it's really really important.
Kind of a serious blog for Trio. It's also late LOL. Don't worry not too many will be like this.
And the most annoying thing about it is I can't get too mad. Everyone one in my family is stubborn and I do mean everyone. It's something that seems to come as part of the DNA such as the sarcasim gene. And while I defintely will admire this way of thinking when he is older and sticks to his guns and beliefs in the face of the adversaries that he will surely face just living life and the way the world is going right now it is a pain the butt to have to say "On your BOTTOM!" sooooo many times to him. Sometimes the only thing that gets him to do what I ask him to is to stand up which leaves him dashing off with the "Oh crap she's serious" look on his face. Or he sits down (hard I might add) and just starts angry crying because God forbid I ask him to do something he doesn't want to do. /sigh
But I do know that's part of being a parent and as he gets older I will have to describe to him that we as adults have to do things we don't want to do. Does it suck? Yes. But there are many reasons we do them. For love, to be civil, to avoid conflict, and at the end of the day some things are just not worth fighting over. Sorry but it's true.
I want Trio to stay stubborn only because I do believe that when used for the appriopriate things it's a wonderful trait such as not giving in to peer pressure for drugs, drinking, or teasing someone because they're different. I think stubborn people get things done because at some point it stops being stubborness and starts being determination and a determined person can do anything that they put their mind to. I want the best for my son and I want him to strive for his dreams. But I don't want him to be like some of my friends who go to the mat for every....little....thing. I don't want him to be one of those people who's stubborness stays that and never matures to determination, someone who is just going to piss and moan over everything because it's not their way and not adapt or compromise because they're so stubborn. Because people like this? Die old and alone. Which is not something I want for Trio.
So yes son enjoy being stubborn know while you have the blanket of being a toddler. Because at some point, it will have to adapt and change and you will have to learn that just like everything else in life, there is a time and a place for digging your heels in when it's really really important.
Kind of a serious blog for Trio. It's also late LOL. Don't worry not too many will be like this.
Thursday, March 3, 2011
Trio's Talking....
or lack thereof. We had Trio's appointments this last week both the cardiologist (which was moved due to the Snow Day in Austin [yes that much snow qualifies as a snow day for us so shut it]) and his pediatrician which was moved due to Dad's death. Dr. Holt was very pleased with Trio even though we may have been less than truthful about how often/regularly he was receiving his medicine. He liked hearing how active he was and that it didn't tire him out more easily than any other 3 year old. And if you've seen Trio you know he can MOVE!! Relatives here a few weeks ago even commented on this saying "Shoot...looking at that boy move around makes ME tired!" So I was very pleased with that. I worry about his heart because I want him to be the All-Star Athlete if he wants to be but if he needs to be more careful I want to be prepared way ahead of time. We go again in July/August and then we will know if our bi-yearly visits can go to just once a year. I do enjoy Dr. Holt's company but I would not be displeased if we only had to see him once a year.
Then there was the pediatrician Dr. Holliman. On the good front Trio's weight and height is fine. I guess I've been use to seeing much chubbier children around Trio's age so I assumed he was underweight but it turns out he is fine exactly where he is. So yay on that! We are also potty training which is hard because all we've done is fart on the potty. Not sure if he gets the concept that you can actually sit there and make yourself go but it's a work in progress. The one thing she was concerned about was his talking.
It makes me think of that joke how you spend the first few years getting them to talk and then the rest until they're 18 telling them to be quiet. Trio does talk but not as much other three year olds his age. Occasionally he'll spout out with a phrase that I didn't know he knew or like today spend a whole day answering me when I spoke to him. But she thinks we need a speech therapist through the school (which is free) and a private one through the summer (which is not and unsure if my insurance covers it). However I did find out today from a friend that Trio may qualify for the starting preschool program (as he is 3) and we may qualify due to our income which would be great. She even mentioned that they may have a summer program which would be even more awesome because that means we wouldn't have to find a private tutor.
I'm not saying she's incorrect because she is a doctor and Trio doesn't speak a lot. Although in the back of my mind when she was like "A stranger should understand 75% of what he says" I was thinking "WTH would he be talking to a stranger anyways?" So that will be another obstacle to try to cross and since then we have been spending more time speaking with him and trying to get him to respond. As I said it is a work in progress and who knows? Maybe next week he'll just up and start speaking clearly. Weirder things have happened. :)
Then there was the pediatrician Dr. Holliman. On the good front Trio's weight and height is fine. I guess I've been use to seeing much chubbier children around Trio's age so I assumed he was underweight but it turns out he is fine exactly where he is. So yay on that! We are also potty training which is hard because all we've done is fart on the potty. Not sure if he gets the concept that you can actually sit there and make yourself go but it's a work in progress. The one thing she was concerned about was his talking.
It makes me think of that joke how you spend the first few years getting them to talk and then the rest until they're 18 telling them to be quiet. Trio does talk but not as much other three year olds his age. Occasionally he'll spout out with a phrase that I didn't know he knew or like today spend a whole day answering me when I spoke to him. But she thinks we need a speech therapist through the school (which is free) and a private one through the summer (which is not and unsure if my insurance covers it). However I did find out today from a friend that Trio may qualify for the starting preschool program (as he is 3) and we may qualify due to our income which would be great. She even mentioned that they may have a summer program which would be even more awesome because that means we wouldn't have to find a private tutor.
I'm not saying she's incorrect because she is a doctor and Trio doesn't speak a lot. Although in the back of my mind when she was like "A stranger should understand 75% of what he says" I was thinking "WTH would he be talking to a stranger anyways?" So that will be another obstacle to try to cross and since then we have been spending more time speaking with him and trying to get him to respond. As I said it is a work in progress and who knows? Maybe next week he'll just up and start speaking clearly. Weirder things have happened. :)
Saturday, February 5, 2011
Birthday Overload!!
I love birthdays!! I'm a big birthday girl. I think everyone should make a celebration out of their birthday. It's not everyday you can wake up and say "Hey I was born today!!" So I'm big on parties and presents especially on birthdays. Christmas is more about giving, Valentine's Day is a Hallmark holiday (although Mother/Father's day are a necessary. I see this know after having one kiddo of my own). But birthdays are just flat out special and should be treated as such.
Trio's 3rd birthday was on the Tuesday, the 1st. I took off work but we didn't have the party that day due to fundage and the like. But since I took it off I spent the whole day with him just watching TV cuddling on his couch. He also had a sugar OVERLOAD-Pop-Tars (and donuts) for breakfast I think he had a peanut butter sandwich for lunch and to top it all off we went to Chuck E. Cheese. Now Trio is not a fan of the actual person in the suit. Point of fact he runs everytime Chuck E. comes near him. But he loves going to his house. When we drove up and hurried to the doors because it was so cold he was like "Wow!!" We didn't even have time to order a pizza and get the pizza/token deal because he was off so we had to get tokens seperately.
He loved playing the game where you press the button and the ball drops into a hall and gives you the amount of ticket. He loved that kids version of roulette where you pick a color and if it lands there you get the tokens (he managed to hit the 40 one on his own. I know right? o.0) He loved that picture thing. It use to be where someone "sketched" your pic but now they put it on some kind of badge like "Fire Fighter" or "Rock Star". We have like 10 of those laying around in various places. He also liked Skee-ball bu be careful if you play that when he's around. :/
He barely ate (except fries) but hey it was his birthday right? He ended up with aroudn 215 tickets (most of which he got by himself) and ended up with an extending sword thing and Sweet-Tarts. Of course he didn't want to leave. When we were walking out and the worker was waiting to check the numbers on our hands he was like "NO!" and tried to run back into the fun. I had to tell him hey kiddo this isn't even your party. You have one for the family coming up and then one for your friends. You'll be okay.
All in all he had a great day. He passed out from the exhaustion and I was okay with that. I'm glad I was able to give him such a fun day. I will blog on Saturday or Friday night about how the other two parties went!! One is at the Texas Jumping Bean so...wish me luck!!
Trio's 3rd birthday was on the Tuesday, the 1st. I took off work but we didn't have the party that day due to fundage and the like. But since I took it off I spent the whole day with him just watching TV cuddling on his couch. He also had a sugar OVERLOAD-Pop-Tars (and donuts) for breakfast I think he had a peanut butter sandwich for lunch and to top it all off we went to Chuck E. Cheese. Now Trio is not a fan of the actual person in the suit. Point of fact he runs everytime Chuck E. comes near him. But he loves going to his house. When we drove up and hurried to the doors because it was so cold he was like "Wow!!" We didn't even have time to order a pizza and get the pizza/token deal because he was off so we had to get tokens seperately.
He loved playing the game where you press the button and the ball drops into a hall and gives you the amount of ticket. He loved that kids version of roulette where you pick a color and if it lands there you get the tokens (he managed to hit the 40 one on his own. I know right? o.0) He loved that picture thing. It use to be where someone "sketched" your pic but now they put it on some kind of badge like "Fire Fighter" or "Rock Star". We have like 10 of those laying around in various places. He also liked Skee-ball bu be careful if you play that when he's around. :/
He barely ate (except fries) but hey it was his birthday right? He ended up with aroudn 215 tickets (most of which he got by himself) and ended up with an extending sword thing and Sweet-Tarts. Of course he didn't want to leave. When we were walking out and the worker was waiting to check the numbers on our hands he was like "NO!" and tried to run back into the fun. I had to tell him hey kiddo this isn't even your party. You have one for the family coming up and then one for your friends. You'll be okay.
All in all he had a great day. He passed out from the exhaustion and I was okay with that. I'm glad I was able to give him such a fun day. I will blog on Saturday or Friday night about how the other two parties went!! One is at the Texas Jumping Bean so...wish me luck!!
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