I am about to start the last episode of the ninth season of Foyle's War. Im happy because I didnt even know there was going to be a ninth season. But there are only three episodes! The BBC likes to put out this style of show. Its like three movies with the same main characters. Foyle's War is hands down the best British detective show EVER. I love how British it is (always putting the kettle on) I love the WWII and post war setting. I love the actors Michael Kitchen and Honeysuckle Weeks (ill have to verify the spelling) and I love the writing. It has it all.
That has nothing to do with parenting but that's ok. I love the show and it makes me happy...so that makes me a better parent.
So a couple of noteworthy things for today...I had to ask a friend ( dont ask who, who doesnt matter and I dont want embarrass them at a later date) to refrain from comparing my kids to each other. I think they were trying to incentivise Charlotte to be more cooperative with daily tasks. I havent read anything on this, but it just felt wrong to keep telling Charlotte that Maggie is eating better, and will probably potty train faster. If I were Charlotte, it would probably just make me feel bad. But Im proud of myself, I didnt let myself stew I just addressed my concern right away. Charlotte will do things in her own time.
Which is a reminder to me that I need to stop talking about Charlotte in front of her. I think it affects her. I dont want her name always associated with challenging and difficult.
Another little success is she was really emotional and uncooperative when we wanted to go to the park. But my husband and I worked through it with her. I stayed present and offered a hug if she needed it, but I didnt try to demand her to behave or even explain what might be going on. Shes really big on not being touched...and actually if I respect that and tell her she can do something by herself or Mom can help...she does it by herself. Ive been surprised!
We think its another growth spurt and she may actually need a nap. When a kid is tired there is no reasoning. So I just dressed her when we got to the park and had two great hours of playing.
She passed out at 7pm! I love our hug goodnight and talking in her ear about the fun we had and how much I love her. That is what I want her to sleep with.
Night Everyone!
My daily journal of raising children, being a wife, being a human filled with anxiety and fear, and how I want to find love as my guiding force.
Thursday, April 23, 2015
10: Foyle's War
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