So, about 2 weeks ago, Jonas --completely out of the blue-- started stuttering. BADLY. I mean, the child just couldn't spit out anything. "Iwa Iwa Iwa Iwa Iwa Iwa Iwa Iwa Iwa Iwa Iwa Iwa (takes a breath) Iwa Iwa I want a bop dote. (pop tart)" He gets worse with tireness or frustration, obviously. However, it has been very difficult to not make fun of him for his stuttering. Brandon cracked one morning when Jonas was requesting the poptart... or trying, over and over again. We didn't have any and Joe kept asking. brandon was getting agitated and replied "Well t-t-t-t-t-t-t-ttooooo bad!" I told him that was mean, and he apologized... not that JOnas was phased at all.
This weird stuttering went on for about the past 2 weeks, and then it stopped as suddenly as it started. as I am backdating this entry, I can say that it hasn't come back yet. Weird.
Sunday, May 30, 2010
Tuesday, May 18, 2010
I ate mouse. and zimmy-zonga
A few minutes ago, as I laid JOnas down for bed, he made up a story. I will try to retell it to the best of my ability:
Me: what else do you want to pray for?
J: Miss Keisha.
Me: ok, pray for miss keisha... what about her?
J: Miss Keisha has mouse.
Me: she has a mouse?
J: Miss Keisha hold mouse in hand. (he cups his hands to demonstrate). Miss Keisha put mouse in Jodis (jonas) hand. jodis hold mouse!
Me: Miss keisha gave you a mouse to hold?
J: Miss keisha put mouse in jodis hand! Jodis hold mouse. Jodis EAT mouse! (puts his hands to his mouth) **whooom!** (eating sound)
Me: you ate a mouse?
J: (chewing) mouse in mouth! jodis eat mouse in mouth. jodis spit out. (he holds his hands up and pretends to spit something large out of his mouth). Heeeah (here) mommy. you eat mouse.
Me: ok... (I pretend to eat the mouse).
J: i want see in mouth!
Me: (opens mouth)
J: there is mouse in deee-uh (there)!
Me: Yup! I ate the mouse!
J: eww, mommy eat mouse! mommy, spit it out! Jodis want eat mouse!!
Me: (pretends to spit it out and give it to joe.)
J: (pretends to eat the mouse. this time with exaggerated chewing. he whos me his mouth) mouse in jodis mouth!!
Me: I see it in there! how did that mouse get in there?
J: I put it in dee-ah! (points to self)
Me: oooh.
J: (frezes, stares. makes a BIG pretend swallow, smacks his lips, and smiles big) Jodis saw-yo mouse!
Me: You're silly!!
J: (laughs and screams)
Since I am writing a blog, I guess I should update the weekly happenings. The most important of which is that Brandon finally got his graduation/father's day gift sunday: a kitten. My requirement was that it must have a Harry Potter name. It's name started as Catface Meowmers... we decided eventually that "catface" which is what we all were calling it, just wan't good enough. More names were discussed. "Marvolo", "Digory", and "Norbert" were in the running. I got home from work today and Brandon said he really wanted to name it Ronan. I am pretty sure there is a centuar named Ronan, so I think ol' catface is now named Ronan. Luckily, Jonas can say this name very clearly. Ronan is an orange tabby, and appears to be very sweet. Not being a huge cat person, this is important to me.
We took Jonas to the pound on saturday to look at the kittens, and he was pretty much a devil child. Even though he hasn't had any accidents in weeks, he decided it was time to break the tradition about 1 minute after we got there. He promptly peed all over brandon. This is not why he was bad,,, i mean, it's just an accident... but it didn't help that we forgot clothes for him to change into, and that he had ANOTHER accident 20 minutes later. He was mostly being a huge butt because he was trying to scare all the animals, and was refusing to listen. He was running, jumping (yes, real jumps, his new skill), screaming, and throwing cat food that he found on the floor at every animal he could. It was not a pretty scene. Defeated, we left early.
Sunday, we went back and got the cat that brandon wanted, then took Jonas immediately to the doctor because his eyes had been nasty. Jonas was AMAZING at the doctor! I couldn't believe he was my son. He calmly walked in the office by himself, didn't pitch a fit when we didn't get to the waiting room to see the fish, stood on the scale like an old pro, walked in the waiting room, and sat calmly waiting for the doctor. The doctor came pretty fast since it was Sunday, and Joe complied instantly like an adult to everything he asked (can you look this way? can you open your mouth? stick your tongue out? lay down? hold still?). It was totally crazy. I don't know what made him decide it was ok this time (usually it's a scraming fit to get close to the building) but i'm glad it was different!
Anyway.... joe had to stay with brandon monday, and they had a good time. Brandon did IM me at work to say that he suggested they make something fancy for lunch. Joe say "ses, madt(make) something fan-tee!(fancy)" brandon suggests lasagna. Jo says "No want make zimmy-zonga!"
A W E S O M E !
Nicole and Ivan came over last night to meet the kitty... we had a good time! I wish we lived closer to everybody... it would be sooo nice!
Me: what else do you want to pray for?
J: Miss Keisha.
Me: ok, pray for miss keisha... what about her?
J: Miss Keisha has mouse.
Me: she has a mouse?
J: Miss Keisha hold mouse in hand. (he cups his hands to demonstrate). Miss Keisha put mouse in Jodis (jonas) hand. jodis hold mouse!
Me: Miss keisha gave you a mouse to hold?
J: Miss keisha put mouse in jodis hand! Jodis hold mouse. Jodis EAT mouse! (puts his hands to his mouth) **whooom!** (eating sound)
Me: you ate a mouse?
J: (chewing) mouse in mouth! jodis eat mouse in mouth. jodis spit out. (he holds his hands up and pretends to spit something large out of his mouth). Heeeah (here) mommy. you eat mouse.
Me: ok... (I pretend to eat the mouse).
J: i want see in mouth!
Me: (opens mouth)
J: there is mouse in deee-uh (there)!
Me: Yup! I ate the mouse!
J: eww, mommy eat mouse! mommy, spit it out! Jodis want eat mouse!!
Me: (pretends to spit it out and give it to joe.)
J: (pretends to eat the mouse. this time with exaggerated chewing. he whos me his mouth) mouse in jodis mouth!!
Me: I see it in there! how did that mouse get in there?
J: I put it in dee-ah! (points to self)
Me: oooh.
J: (frezes, stares. makes a BIG pretend swallow, smacks his lips, and smiles big) Jodis saw-yo mouse!
Me: You're silly!!
J: (laughs and screams)
Since I am writing a blog, I guess I should update the weekly happenings. The most important of which is that Brandon finally got his graduation/father's day gift sunday: a kitten. My requirement was that it must have a Harry Potter name. It's name started as Catface Meowmers... we decided eventually that "catface" which is what we all were calling it, just wan't good enough. More names were discussed. "Marvolo", "Digory", and "Norbert" were in the running. I got home from work today and Brandon said he really wanted to name it Ronan. I am pretty sure there is a centuar named Ronan, so I think ol' catface is now named Ronan. Luckily, Jonas can say this name very clearly. Ronan is an orange tabby, and appears to be very sweet. Not being a huge cat person, this is important to me.
We took Jonas to the pound on saturday to look at the kittens, and he was pretty much a devil child. Even though he hasn't had any accidents in weeks, he decided it was time to break the tradition about 1 minute after we got there. He promptly peed all over brandon. This is not why he was bad,,, i mean, it's just an accident... but it didn't help that we forgot clothes for him to change into, and that he had ANOTHER accident 20 minutes later. He was mostly being a huge butt because he was trying to scare all the animals, and was refusing to listen. He was running, jumping (yes, real jumps, his new skill), screaming, and throwing cat food that he found on the floor at every animal he could. It was not a pretty scene. Defeated, we left early.
Sunday, we went back and got the cat that brandon wanted, then took Jonas immediately to the doctor because his eyes had been nasty. Jonas was AMAZING at the doctor! I couldn't believe he was my son. He calmly walked in the office by himself, didn't pitch a fit when we didn't get to the waiting room to see the fish, stood on the scale like an old pro, walked in the waiting room, and sat calmly waiting for the doctor. The doctor came pretty fast since it was Sunday, and Joe complied instantly like an adult to everything he asked (can you look this way? can you open your mouth? stick your tongue out? lay down? hold still?). It was totally crazy. I don't know what made him decide it was ok this time (usually it's a scraming fit to get close to the building) but i'm glad it was different!
Anyway.... joe had to stay with brandon monday, and they had a good time. Brandon did IM me at work to say that he suggested they make something fancy for lunch. Joe say "ses, madt(make) something fan-tee!(fancy)" brandon suggests lasagna. Jo says "No want make zimmy-zonga!"
A W E S O M E !
Nicole and Ivan came over last night to meet the kitty... we had a good time! I wish we lived closer to everybody... it would be sooo nice!
Tuesday, May 11, 2010
Surprise in the trash truck
Tonight Jonas and I were playing with some of his trucks, when he pointed into one of his trash trucks and said "uh-oh, oh no!" I looked in the front seat of the trash truck, and sure enough, there appeared to be some brownish stain in the bottom of it where the driver would sit. I also noticed that one of the stickers looked like it hat undergone some trauma caused by a liquid or something. I figured Jonas had tried to pur his juice in there... awesome.
I don't know what posesed me to do it, but I stuck my pinkie finger in and smelled a sample of the mostly dried liquid. It was definitely NOT juice. I said, "Jonas, did you pee in your trash truck?" (pause... ) "...ses." Gross. Although this does explain how he managed to wet the bed last week. His pullups have never let us down on the bed wetting front, and he doesn't even wet his pull ups sometimes... he must have thought this was a good idea. At any rate, we told him not to do it again, and he seemed to agree it was a bad idea!
I don't know what posesed me to do it, but I stuck my pinkie finger in and smelled a sample of the mostly dried liquid. It was definitely NOT juice. I said, "Jonas, did you pee in your trash truck?" (pause... ) "...ses." Gross. Although this does explain how he managed to wet the bed last week. His pullups have never let us down on the bed wetting front, and he doesn't even wet his pull ups sometimes... he must have thought this was a good idea. At any rate, we told him not to do it again, and he seemed to agree it was a bad idea!
Monday, May 3, 2010
Ugly Bug!
Jo, the past couple of weeks have been a tremendous improvement in Jonas. We started a zero-tolerence spanking policy, wherein once Jonas gets to 3, he gets a spanking always. This has worked wonderfully. He has maybe had 5 spankings in 2 weeks... this is a huge improvement from before where it was more like 2-5 spankings per day. He has almost completely stopped pitching tantrums (for more than a few seconds), he actually is listening, and while he still whines, he is getting MUCH better! Glorious! And to top it all off, I heard a bit on NPR a while back that was talking about a research study of children who were spanked (not beaten... spanked) and they did MUCH better in school, were better adjusted, played better with other children, and were all around better. the only down side was they said some children who were spanked after the age of 12 were sometimes slightly more aggressive... well, that makes sense!
Jonas has been working hard at the "me" "you" "I" concept. He is starting to get it. We are trying to teach him how to not-speak-in-third-person. He still says "Pick You Up!" all the time, and we say "Pick ME up?" "sees, pick ME up!" (of course, he doesn't say his "c,k,g" sounds... they're all "t" sounds now.) He does have some wins, though... he said "I want musit!(music)" yesterday, and occasionally he throws in another "I" statement correctly.
Tonight we have the best-smelling toddler in the USA. We took a bath, and Jonas wanted to use "daddy sam-poo". "Ok", I thought, the bottle was empty... so he couldn't use much. Brandon has some AXE body wash that he got a long time ago because he wanted a rubber duckie with devil horns that AXE was giving away with the wash... anyway.... SO I shook what I thought was little shampoo down to the bottom of the container and squirted out onto Jonas's waiting hands enough body wash to easily cleanse Brandon, Jonas, Rudy, and Me. He was delighted-- and what'd not to love? it's BLUE! In conclusion... Jonas smells very, very good. and of course, he had to put on deodorant after he got out of the tub. He loves-- check it. LOVES putting on brandon'd deodorant. He probably puts it on twice a day. I don't mind. It smells good! Anyway.. yeah-- good smellin' little boy!
Now, before we got in the tub for a bath, I usually grab mine and Brandon's basket full of body wash and shampoo out of the shower, but tonight there was one of those ugly bugs that for some reason are in our shower about once a month... they look liek a cross between a centipede and a camel cricket... a disturbing combination. Yet, I have grown soft to these atrocious little creatures, as I feel like they're pretty pitiful when they get hit with water. They aren't very hardy like ants or beetles... they get wet, they flail for about 3 seconds, and then they just go limp and wash down the drain, dead. Anyway.... yeah. they are kind of pitiful in that way. Point being, there was an ugly bug to dispose of. I got the toilet paper, while Jonas watched with interest and interjected his comments, such as "Oo no! udee bud in bad-det (ugly bug in basket)." I got the bug and said I was going to throw him away, and so I did, into the toilet. I then proceeded to clean out the bathtub while Jonas continued his ugly bug commentary "udee bud fall down in wa-der (water). Jodis see udee bud. OH NOO! Udee bud craw (crawl) out! Udee bud comin' out! MOMMY!" Sure enough... I thought I squashed the bug, but apparently not. He had started to crawl out of the bowl but couldn't get completely out. I flushed him. Jonas continues, "Mommy flush udee bud down podee (potty), bug going bye bye, bye bye udee bud!"
It was pretty cute! =)
So, when JOnas goes to bed we usually do prayers... usually, Jonas will just point at stuff to pray for, but tonight he prayed for super cute stuff... we prayed for(in this order): Obi & Dee-neey (danny), Mimi, mimi sat! (grammy, grammy sad) Old mimi! Old mimi sat! (old granny, old granny sad) old mimi's house. un-doe dim, ann dee-oh (uncle tim aunt jill), Summer (yes, pronounced correctly). Precious =)
Jonas has been working hard at the "me" "you" "I" concept. He is starting to get it. We are trying to teach him how to not-speak-in-third-person. He still says "Pick You Up!" all the time, and we say "Pick ME up?" "sees, pick ME up!" (of course, he doesn't say his "c,k,g" sounds... they're all "t" sounds now.) He does have some wins, though... he said "I want musit!(music)" yesterday, and occasionally he throws in another "I" statement correctly.
Tonight we have the best-smelling toddler in the USA. We took a bath, and Jonas wanted to use "daddy sam-poo". "Ok", I thought, the bottle was empty... so he couldn't use much. Brandon has some AXE body wash that he got a long time ago because he wanted a rubber duckie with devil horns that AXE was giving away with the wash... anyway.... SO I shook what I thought was little shampoo down to the bottom of the container and squirted out onto Jonas's waiting hands enough body wash to easily cleanse Brandon, Jonas, Rudy, and Me. He was delighted-- and what'd not to love? it's BLUE! In conclusion... Jonas smells very, very good. and of course, he had to put on deodorant after he got out of the tub. He loves-- check it. LOVES putting on brandon'd deodorant. He probably puts it on twice a day. I don't mind. It smells good! Anyway.. yeah-- good smellin' little boy!
Now, before we got in the tub for a bath, I usually grab mine and Brandon's basket full of body wash and shampoo out of the shower, but tonight there was one of those ugly bugs that for some reason are in our shower about once a month... they look liek a cross between a centipede and a camel cricket... a disturbing combination. Yet, I have grown soft to these atrocious little creatures, as I feel like they're pretty pitiful when they get hit with water. They aren't very hardy like ants or beetles... they get wet, they flail for about 3 seconds, and then they just go limp and wash down the drain, dead. Anyway.... yeah. they are kind of pitiful in that way. Point being, there was an ugly bug to dispose of. I got the toilet paper, while Jonas watched with interest and interjected his comments, such as "Oo no! udee bud in bad-det (ugly bug in basket)." I got the bug and said I was going to throw him away, and so I did, into the toilet. I then proceeded to clean out the bathtub while Jonas continued his ugly bug commentary "udee bud fall down in wa-der (water). Jodis see udee bud. OH NOO! Udee bud craw (crawl) out! Udee bud comin' out! MOMMY!" Sure enough... I thought I squashed the bug, but apparently not. He had started to crawl out of the bowl but couldn't get completely out. I flushed him. Jonas continues, "Mommy flush udee bud down podee (potty), bug going bye bye, bye bye udee bud!"
It was pretty cute! =)
So, when JOnas goes to bed we usually do prayers... usually, Jonas will just point at stuff to pray for, but tonight he prayed for super cute stuff... we prayed for(in this order): Obi & Dee-neey (danny), Mimi, mimi sat! (grammy, grammy sad) Old mimi! Old mimi sat! (old granny, old granny sad) old mimi's house. un-doe dim, ann dee-oh (uncle tim aunt jill), Summer (yes, pronounced correctly). Precious =)
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