Author: nischan

Over the weekend I had one of those oh crap moments.  I realized that we are in charge of an entire human being, which includes teaching them everything about everything!  Things like recognizing and managing their emotions.  “I can’t do that for myself half the time!”,  I moan, “how am I going to teach Tyler… Continue reading Teaching and Listening and “Oh Crap”

We stopped at the playground last night after school.  They had a neat little solar system board with a rocket ship on a track that you could drag to each planet.  Since we’ve been working with Ty on letter sounds and sounding out words, I thought I’d have him take a try.  I pointed to… Continue reading Read His First Two Words!

Today Ty asked me “mommy, when we die, will the amb-lee-ance pick us up and take us to the mezzetary?”   I still don’t have the heart to correct him that it’s cemetery, not mezzetary, because it’s so darn cute…

Tyler “arrested” me this morning,while we were playing good guy/bad guy.  When we had to stop and go to the grocery store, he hooked up a bungie cord to me and told me I was still under arrest.  As we got to the car, he told me “I will unhook you now because this is… Continue reading Anywhere You Want, As Long As It’s the Grocery Store

We had swim lessons this morning, and a lot of errands to run. Ty woke up a little cranky from his nap, and after he got done peeing, he asked me “mommy, is today Sunday?”. I told him, no, it’s still Saturday. He just looks up at me and says “still?!?”. poor little guy must… Continue reading A Long Saturday

Ty had his first day of swim lessons today.  I signed him up with “Pool School Plus” and they held the class at the Boys and Girls Club of Lawrence.  I have to say, I am completely impressed with it so far!  The teacher was great, and didn’t try to force him to try anything… Continue reading First Day of Swim Lessons

Later in the ride home (see the post titled “The ‘F’ Word”), Tyler asked me “what does appropriate mean?”  I tried to explain it to him.  He said, “so it’s not appropriate for me to say ‘fat”?”.  I then proceeded to explain that there was nothing wrong with the word ‘fat’ itself, only calling someone… Continue reading Like a Big, Fat Pear

No, not the one you think…  A while ago Tyler had asked Kevin why mommy was fat.  He also later mentioned something in passing about my being fat.  He didn’t say it to be mean, he was just stating it as a matter of fact.  Since it is, (and I am), I couldn’t hardly argue… Continue reading The “F” Word

When Miss Jess brought the Preschool class in to the ballroom for the sweetheart dance, we were awww-ing over Ty and Jada (and Ty and Josie) looking so cute all dressed up together.  Jada was all “Tyler!  Where are you sitting?  Can I eat with you??”   Miss Jess told me that Tyler is very popular… Continue reading I’m Just a Gigolo… or, How to Be a Diplomat

I know, it sounds like the name of a band or something.  Ty and I went to Kohl’s this evening.  He has always been fascinated by mannequins, and this trip was no exception.  We saw a male mannequin in the men’s department, and Ty ran over, grabbed the mannequin’s hand and said, “mommy, can we… Continue reading Stripping the Mannequin