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WFMW – SPLAT!!

by Toni

We have a very small kitchen in the downstairs apartment of my mom’s house.  There is enough room for a table and two chairs but that table is often used as counter space.  Big meals are generally cooked upstairs in grandma’s kitchen where there is plenty of counter space and tables enough to seat 30.  But what about small meals? What about we’re only having a wee bit of cereal or PB&J or just a snack?  Then we eat in the living room.  But do you think I would release food into the hands two children under 6 and send them to the only room in my house with carpet?  No way! (okay, well sometimes but those are complete lapses of sanity.)  For the ultimate in carpet protection I introduce the ‘Splat Mat’.  It’s actually a cheapo mattress pad with waterproof backing on one side and cotton padding on the other.   Placed cotton side down, it will not slip around or bunch up, even under the most active toddler, and the top side is easily wiped clean of any random stickiness.  Placed cotton side up, you can be sure that spills of almost any magnitude will not make their way through to your precious Berber underneath.  (Disclaimer:  Let me not imply by this sentence that I actually have Berber carpet in my living room only that if a person were to have carpet installed in a living room, like if her husband were looking for a nice sort of gift to give said person and he thought of carpet then Berber might be a good choice for that situation……. ahem …. that’s all I’m sayin’.)  So about spills – case in point, I turned around from my typing to find this:

As far as I can tell, the driver of the orange truck lost control of his vehicle and slammed into Brother’s cereal bowl, knocking Fruit Loops everywhere…. except of course on my carpet.  It is fortunate indeed that we had the splat mat in place as the driver has no insurance.  He was, however; sent to his room for driving without a license.

Aaannyway, the Spurgeon family splat mat works for me.  Head on over to Shannon’s place for more great tips!


WFMW – Drinking Habits of the Under 3 Crowd

by Toni

First, I want to assure you that the title of this post in no way implies that my children drink… I mean, of course they drink … what I mean to say is they don’t drink alcohol…  Except for the one or two or twenty times Brother’s sippy cup got lost and then found again after the contents had time to uh, ripen…. and that was accident I tell you, an accident … all twenty times.  I have developed such a case of lostacupaphobia that I literally cannot go to sleep at night until I know the whereabouts of every sippy cup we own.  You laugh but I’m serious.

Anyway, what were we talking about?  Oh yes, WFMW.  My tip involves the virtues of frozen milk.  When Sister was young she loved milk.  Actually she still does.  I didn’t worry if she picked at her food because I knew that she was sure to make up for it in milk.  Brother, on the other hand, is all about the juice.  You’ve perchance heard of the lemonade diet.  Well he’s on the same thing only with apple juice.  Getting him to drink milk is like pulling teeth. At least it was until I inadvertently froze a glass of milk the other day.  I was trying to chill it just a bit but got distracted and it ended up freezing all the way.  Anyway, I set the glass out to thaw and was poking at it with a fork when a brilliant (albeit slightly deceitful) idea occurred to me.

“Brother!”

“Yes, mama.”

“Would you like some ice cream?” (That was the deceitful part.)

“Sure.”

I sat and watched in amazement.  Wouldn’t you know that little turkey at almost the whole thing?  That definitely works for me.


Photo Hunt – Theme: Soft

by Toni

I know, I know.  It’s not a very exciting picture.  Kind of lame really as far as pictures go but it is ‘soft’.  I promise.  In case you hadn’t figured it out yet this is a bed.  More specifically it is my our bed.  And by ‘our’ bed I mean that each night it is occupied by Sister, Brother, Me & Will in that order from left to right.  It’s actually two queen size beds pushed together in what I call a mega-king configuration.  You see despite the fact that my children are 5 and 2 they still sleep with us and we are nothing if not practical.  Sleep is my one great indulgence – besides chocolate and internet shopping and …. okay, I have many great indulgences but sleep is one of them.  To that end on our bed frame sits a very expensive mattress with a very thick pillowtop covered by 1200 thread count sheets and two of the best snuggle up in a cocoon blankets EVER.  I have limited myself to two pillows but only because Will insisted that since he paid for the aforementioned very expensive bed the least I could do was make a little room for him in it.  Picky, picky.  Anyway, when you go to all this trouble to make such a nest you don’t really want to share it.  Especially not with munchkins who will kick their covers off before you can say, “sleep tight”, don’t use pillows at all, and occasionally sport the very attractive leaky diaper.  Still, one wants to be a good parent.  Some people say letting our kids sleep with us means that we are “soft” but I prefer to think we are instilling in them a sense of security – a knowledge that we care about them and that we want them near. They’ll grow up soon enough and want their own spaces.  For now I’ll keep them close AND have my sleep.

 

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Get Your Kids Noticed

by Toni

Strolling through the Works for Me Wednesday list I came across this great tip over at The Wooden Porch.  Losing a child in a crowd is easily one of the scariest things that can happen to a parent.  With my little ones I write a cutesy little note  “Hi, my name is ___.  I would very much like to find my mother.  Her name is ___.  Her cell phone number is ___.  Please call her for me.”  Then I fold it in half and write “In Case of Emergency” REALLY big on the outside. Then I tape it to their backs. This accomplishes two things. First they don’t have to be able to recite their name and contact information in a potentially stressful situation and second, lots of people notice a child walking around with a big sign on his back. I once lost my son for about 30 seconds at a carnival. It was only 30 seconds because 4 different people said, “oh, the ‘emergency’ kid? He’s over there.”

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