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Entries in Preschooler (3)

Friday
Jan022015

Ice Skating with Toddlers and Preschoolers

 

We tried ice skating with Nic when he was about two. It was a total bust. He was a wet noodle we tried to pull around the rink.

We made our second attempt at ice skating yesterday with Nic, almost five, and Z, almost two and a half, and it was much more successful. Although it almost wasn’t.

I’d received an email about a local pop-up ice rink that had “bobby” skating aids—basically ice strollers that you could ride on or use for support. This seemed like a genius idea, so we decided to go on New Year’s Day. (Full disclosure: The rink comped our skate.) However, when we arrived, they were out of “bobbies.” (A hazard of going on a holiday, I suppose.) We got on a waitlist for a bobby, but it didn’t look like one would open up before our session was over. The boys were doing pretty well on the ice, but we were all a bit disappointed that we wouldn’t get to try out the bobby.

Then a Christmas angel swooped in and let us borrow her bobby for a few trips around the rink. It was amazing! The boys took turns riding on and pushing the bobby and it was fun for all. It also gave Nic a lot more confidence on the ice. After our turn with the bobby was over, he went back out with Daddy and even let go of the edge a few times.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The moral of the story is: Ice skating with little kids is a lot more fun with a little help.

Info for Bay Area Ice Rink:

The Little Ice Rink

South Shore Center, Alameda (Who knew Alameda was so cute? This center is really nice too.)

Open through January 19th

http://thelittleicerink.com/

Thank you to the Little Ice Rink for our family skate!

Wednesday
Apr242013

No Sleep 'Til Bedtime

 

I mourn the loss of the afternoon nap. It was that peaceful interlude when I could get some work done, fold some laundry, have alone time with the baby, or God forbid, sit down with Mad Men or a magazine for a few minutes. Alas, those times are gone. A blissful, surprise double nap!

Nic dropped his nap sometime after Christmas. It had been a long time in the making—an hour spent playing in bed before actually falling asleep, the occasional no-nap day—but now it’s the norm, not the exception. He goes strong all day long. ALL DAY LONG.

It’s fun having a lot of one-on-one play time with him, but it’s been a real struggle getting my work done, and as you may have noticed, blogging has taken a backseat. I miss the Interwebs, but mama’s got clients to service. (My husband says that doesn’t sound right. You know what I mean, right?)

And I admit it: Sometimes I just have to put on the Lorax. When I do that, there’s a 90% chance he’ll fall asleep while watching it—I have the pee-stained couch to prove it. 

Wednesday
Mar202013

On Your Third Birthday

 

Nic,

You turned three today. The day started blissfully with you singing Twinkle Twinkle to yourself in a dream while I gave baby an early morning bottle. You got to the end of the first verse and couldn’t remember how the others went, “Mama, how does the rest of Twinkle Twinkle go?” You asked this quietly, while still sleeping. But then your inquiry became louder and more urgent. I began to sing the verses back to you, but you couldn’t hear me through your dream. After a few minutes you woke up to find me in the chair next to your bed, holding your little brother. It was an early, but perfect way to start your third year. Birthday smile!

This has been quite a year. And I’ll be honest—it’s been tough. You sailed through potty training and even the introduction of your little brother, but we’ve had other struggles. Your physical exuberance is often more than your playmates can handle. I’ve heard many surprised, quiet gasps from other moms as you’ve pushed into their little ones, or worse. We’ve worked HARD—you, me, your dad, your teachers, the other parents at preschool—to help you to use your words instead of your body, and it has helped. I see the gentle soul that I know you are a bit more every day, and I can’t wait until that is the little boy who shows up to every birthday party and playdate. Until then, we’ll keep working and we’ll keep loving you just as much as we always have.

Watching you play is one of my great joys. Tonight, Daddy and I just couldn’t bear to put you to bed because you were so engrossed in pretend play with your new Legos. You were a “vetrapramarian”  fixing a broken turtle shell and then checking Daddy’s “heartbeep.” I heard you tell one of your Lego animals how proud you were of him for doing something and my heart swelled. I know that my responses to your aren’t always Positive-Discipline-perfect, but I do hope that the lasting feeling you get from our days together is how proud I am of the little man that you are.

I’m proud in the moments when I watch you pull your hands to your side at the sandbox and ask a little boy if he wants to play, when you choose the perfect, soft toy for Baby Z to snuggle, when you ask Daddy about the best part of his day at dinner, when you say that your favorite color is “beige” (seriously, what 3-year-old knows about beige?), when you eat carnitas. And I’m even proud in the not-so-perfect moments, when you are promising to be gentle next time or when you’re helping me clean up marker from the floor.

Every day we’re learning. You and me and Daddy too. We’re figuring out how this growing up thing works and I am so happy to be doing it with you.

My favorite quote these days is, “The days are long but the years are short.” I can’t think of anything else that sums up my feeling on your birthday better than this.

I love you eternally and unconditionally,

Mommy