I want some candeeeeeee
sam
He says it just like that, in the softest little voice. It's been
driving my wife crazy, but discussing it, she realized that she never
had limits on candy growing up. She also never had tv limits, and to
this day, the tv at Grandma's is almost always on. Plus, the boys are
both eating as well as they ever did.
My youngest has been eating candy like crazy, and has actually eaten
up the stash. There is a small pile of Tootsie Pops which he doesn't
seem to like. He ate all his leftover Halloween candy. Today, he ate
a tiny bit of breakfast and just now brought me pop ice number five.
However, he found a sucker he does want on the way to bring me the pop
ice. I have thrown away almost as much candy he's eaten, unwanted
suckers left on coasters or the table. A couple days ago I had left
his lunch plate on the table, and it collected any amount of unwanted
candy. He kept trying the peppermint patties, but several of them got
tossed missing one little bite. I've gotten pretty good at opening
the Pez just right so that the whole stack slides right into Chewbacca.
Watching tv whenever we want has meant that in the last few days I
could have watched some of my own favorite movies, though I was busy
elsewhere while the boys watched. My wife got to sit and watch My
Neighbor Totoro with our youngest while I fixed breakfast this
morning. I wonder what Reid will pick when Evan finishes playing
Spider Man.
I can see our attitudes slowly changing for the better. I can see
that my oldest son is a little unsure right now. I talked to him last
night about all of us changing our attitude. I explained that we've
been treating each other pretty poorly and that we all need to work
together to change. I think my own stress currently is realizing how
my attitudes were responsible for the tenseness around the house,
because I had pretty outrageous expectations not so long ago. I kind
of feel like I was creating this really angry monster.
The current mood around the house speaks for my efforts. Our (me and
my oldest) bedtime is kind of messed up lately. He's been staying up
really late, and I'm not sure how comfortable I am with just letting
him be up by himself. He's seven. It just doesn't feel right. So I
sit up late and sleep later. I'm used to restaurant hours, so it's
not that big a deal except for getting up. I will sleep through the
alarm clock unless I know I have to be at work, and I feel guilty if I
sleep "too late." My wife works odd/long hours, so lifting bedtime
limits has actually given her more time with the boys.
This started out about candy and turned into a report of sorts. I
apologize to anyone that read this far for having bored you to tears.
I'll try not to do it again. I really should be moving on to the
housework.
driving my wife crazy, but discussing it, she realized that she never
had limits on candy growing up. She also never had tv limits, and to
this day, the tv at Grandma's is almost always on. Plus, the boys are
both eating as well as they ever did.
My youngest has been eating candy like crazy, and has actually eaten
up the stash. There is a small pile of Tootsie Pops which he doesn't
seem to like. He ate all his leftover Halloween candy. Today, he ate
a tiny bit of breakfast and just now brought me pop ice number five.
However, he found a sucker he does want on the way to bring me the pop
ice. I have thrown away almost as much candy he's eaten, unwanted
suckers left on coasters or the table. A couple days ago I had left
his lunch plate on the table, and it collected any amount of unwanted
candy. He kept trying the peppermint patties, but several of them got
tossed missing one little bite. I've gotten pretty good at opening
the Pez just right so that the whole stack slides right into Chewbacca.
Watching tv whenever we want has meant that in the last few days I
could have watched some of my own favorite movies, though I was busy
elsewhere while the boys watched. My wife got to sit and watch My
Neighbor Totoro with our youngest while I fixed breakfast this
morning. I wonder what Reid will pick when Evan finishes playing
Spider Man.
I can see our attitudes slowly changing for the better. I can see
that my oldest son is a little unsure right now. I talked to him last
night about all of us changing our attitude. I explained that we've
been treating each other pretty poorly and that we all need to work
together to change. I think my own stress currently is realizing how
my attitudes were responsible for the tenseness around the house,
because I had pretty outrageous expectations not so long ago. I kind
of feel like I was creating this really angry monster.
The current mood around the house speaks for my efforts. Our (me and
my oldest) bedtime is kind of messed up lately. He's been staying up
really late, and I'm not sure how comfortable I am with just letting
him be up by himself. He's seven. It just doesn't feel right. So I
sit up late and sleep later. I'm used to restaurant hours, so it's
not that big a deal except for getting up. I will sleep through the
alarm clock unless I know I have to be at work, and I feel guilty if I
sleep "too late." My wife works odd/long hours, so lifting bedtime
limits has actually given her more time with the boys.
This started out about candy and turned into a report of sorts. I
apologize to anyone that read this far for having bored you to tears.
I'll try not to do it again. I really should be moving on to the
housework.
seana saxon
>Oh no, I really did enjoy the glimpse of what your day is like. I have
>
> This started out about candy and turned into a report of sorts. I
> apologize to anyone that read this far for having bored you to tears.
> I'll try not to do it again. I really should be moving on to the
> housework.
>
enjoyed the "this moment" posts and hearing from other 'new' unschoolers is
really nice.
Thanks,
Seana Saxon
Wild Child Weaver of my two beautiful angels
Genevieve and Elissa
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