Either is good with me. Is Singha enough of a lunch standby for you that you'd rather go for Mexican?
Death is your art. You make it with your hands day after day. That final gasp, that look of peace. And part of you is desperate to know: What's it like? Where does it lead you? And now you see, that's the secret. Not the punch you didn't throw or the kicks you didn't land. She really wanted it. Every Slayer has a death wish. Even you.
Spike ,'Conversations with Dead People'
Natter 56: ...we need the writers.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
aurelia - Jan 24, 2008 4:21:58 pm PST #5265 of 10001
All sorrows can be borne if you put them into a story. Tell me a story.
sarameg - Jan 24, 2008 4:30:37 pm PST #5266 of 10001
I think, but am not sure, that they did this routine with D for a while before it was actually effective. I don't know. If it was something born out of daycare, it probably started 2 years ago. But it may not have. All I know is that the big rewards have been power rangers and optimus prime, not wiggles stuff, which was the twos.
shrift - Jan 24, 2008 4:33:45 pm PST #5267 of 10001
"You can't put a price on the joy of not giving a shit." -Zenkitty
I only get Singha once a week at most, so I'm still quite happy to go there. It also tends to be really dead in the evening. But Mexican has margaritas, so...
sarameg - Jan 24, 2008 4:38:08 pm PST #5268 of 10001
The whole discipline/consequences thing is fascinating to me. I've always been mostly a "whatever works" type caregiver (er, absent spanking or being cruel or demeaning. Not conflating the two. I just can't do those. ) Some kids, denial of reaction works great to keep them from feeding the monster. Others, you need to get in their face to make them focus. Some are swayed by a threat, some by a goal.
I've had to whipsaw between all sorts of methods in one family.
I miss nannying.
P.M. Marc - Jan 24, 2008 4:38:44 pm PST #5269 of 10001
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear
Lillian started hitting and biting herself at about two and a half. It's hard to deal with, and the closer she gets to three, the more hair trigger her temper is. I'm told this is a known issue with toddlers.
I've started to try watch-and-wait when she starts to flip like a mammal, and it seems to be working, knock wood.
sarameg - Jan 24, 2008 4:42:53 pm PST #5270 of 10001
My mom said it wasn't the terrible twos, it was the evil threes. I was a demon child then. Apparently, my behavior at 12 was similar...
aurelia - Jan 24, 2008 4:46:27 pm PST #5271 of 10001
All sorrows can be borne if you put them into a story. Tell me a story.
Mexican sounds good to me (Is the name Cocina Barro?). I'll probably get out of here sometime around 5:15-5:30. Want to meet at the restaurant?
flea - Jan 24, 2008 4:49:24 pm PST #5272 of 10001
information libertarian
I just get so fed up with whining. She can completely outlast all my resolutions to ignore it and wait her out. She is extremely strong-willed, but at the same time really vulnerable and, you know, four.
Three for us was a lot of deliberate rudeness and sassiness. It was sort of a preview of the teenage years, I suspect (woe). That part is mostly gone now.
Kat - Jan 24, 2008 4:52:39 pm PST #5273 of 10001
"I keep to a strict diet of ill-advised enthusiasm and heartfelt regret." Leigh Bardugo
ACK. Discipline convo! ACK.
Related: This weekend, we were at a friend's house. They don't have kids and like to sleep in. This is not conducive to Noah's 5 AM wake up. And K and I worked really hard at keeping baby happy and quiet for teh most part. At one point the friend was talking to Noah and said, "You know at some point your parents will learn how to say No to you" and I had to be stopped from ripping her head off. I wanted to say, "Yeah. I was a perfect parent too before I had real kids."
Aims - Jan 24, 2008 4:54:43 pm PST #5274 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.
At one point the friend was talking to Noah and said, "You know at some point your parents will learn how to say No to you"
Ooooh....like a mammal I would have flipped.
I mean, we don't give in to every single want of Emeline's. But sometimes, saying yes can mean the difference between a good time and a really horrible time. And even if I don't want her to have something, if it means keeping her happy right then, fuck it - she gets it. Meaning like a cookie or other treat that normally she doesn't get. Not like, "oooh! A pony."