Thursday, 24 January 2013

Not appropriate for all viewers

The other day the wife and I were watching a video while the girl was puttering around the room. It was nothing of the sort the girl hadn't watched dozens of times before. At one point a mildly scary scene came on and the girl turned to us and started bawling.

The wife tried to calm her down telling her it's just a story. I tried figuring out how we'd be able to watch the rest of the show if the girl was going to react so badly. But mostly I was trying to figure out when this switched on in her. She didn't react this way to the 6,000 spy and cop shows we saw on TV in the US (mostly Law and Order marathons). She didn't react this way before we went on holiday to the US – she was perfectly happy watching Daleks be all kinds of menacing without once making a move toward the safety of the back of the sofa. Perhaps it was the fact that we spent so much time in the States with the people she normally Skypes with. Since we Skype using the same display we watch videos on, maybe she thinks all the people she sees there are real, just they often (usually during dinner) just ignore her and talk amongst themselves.

Perhaps I'm wrong to expect some degree of reason in her actions. I just know I'm going to need to be even more careful in what media we expose her to. We've already had to cut Game of Thrones and other more edgy material out of our dinnertime video routine. At some point we'll have to even drop The Daily Show – and then we'll never know what's going on in the news.


Tuesday, 15 January 2013

Eat the menu

The lass has reached a new milestone in eating. We've ordered her food from the children's menu. Mixed blessing. We can now bring her to restaurants without bringing food with us, but it also means she's no longer free to feed when going out.

Actually, that's not entirely true. We do still need to take her food when going out since it's hard to know in advance what's on the children's menu and how much they're willing to tweak it to match our paranoid parental dietary restrictions. There's also no way to know if she'll actually eat the stuff we buy for her. And after seeing the negotiation game I've seen my friends play with their kids, I'm concerned.

Just finish what you've got and you can go play…. No? Okay, just eat your greens and you can go…. No? Really, you have to finish your meal….. No? Okay, just one more green bean….. No? Okay, just have one bite of a green bean and you can go play – but you have to swallow it….. No? Okay, fine. Go play.

But none of this has happened to me yet. We've ordered for her 5 times so far. The restaurants have been kind enough to adjust the meal to our liking (not that Pasta, with tomato sauce on the side or Two eggs, scrambled, no salt are such hard requests to fulfil). And the girl usually ate most of her meal – though she never actually ate the leftovers we took away in a doggy bag for later (all of these meals were in the States). On the plus side her leftovers have given me something to pick at while waiting for the coffee and dessert to show up after the meal.

Friday, 11 January 2013

Rocking along


My parents got out some of my old toys from when I was a tiny tot. The little girl really likes the rocking horse. She got quite good at shifting her weight to make it rock back and forth – something she never managed to do with swings. Every time she rides the horse she makes a car engine sound: Rrrrrrrrrrrr. I thought about explaining that horses don't make that noise, but I actually prefer her point of view on the matter.

Monday, 7 January 2013

Green eyed monster

On saturday the girl met her first first cousin. He's my brother's tiny little 10-week-old son. She rarely sees children younger than herself and I don't think she's been around infants since she was one. So she didn't really know what to make of him.

We're currently visiting my parents, and my brother and family were also up for a couple of days. When we showed up we got to meet my nephew for the first time. The girl didn't quite know what to make of him. There was clearly a bit of jealousy when the wife or I held him. She did a bit of acting up and making disappointed ooooo noises with a scrunched up face. She's normally got a good disposition and has never been bothered by us holding other children before. So this was a bit unusual.

The girl tried being gentle to her cousin, but didn't seem to be entirely sure how. The poking in the eye and squeezing the head was not meant maliciously – as far as we could tell. I mean, she was about as gentle with him as she is with me when she tries to stroke the side of my face – i.e. not very. It usually ends up as slapping or scratching. Fortunately with a bit of supervision, she wasn't able to do any damage to her cousin.

She did kind of get used to him after a while. But she kept acting a bit strange the entire time – something that mostly stopped after they left.

Of course some of this could be attributed to being the 4th time she had to change house during the trip, and the chaos was starting to get to her. I can imagine her thinking Wait… do we live here now? Do I have to live with him? Is this my brother? Is that how it happens? Can I still drink milk? What's going on?

We did try to explain everything to her, and we know she can understand much of what we tell her, but there's no way to know how much of the abstract We're going to visit my parents and your cousin will be there she can possibly understand. At least she's not freaking out when we leave her alone with people for a few hours. I suppose we've done this travel thing enough that she gets that we're not sizing her up for adoption, but just showing her off to new people.

Sunday, 6 January 2013

Walking backwards

The girl has been walking for 6 months now. She stared at a slow stumble which has grown into a fairly confident toddle. She'll even run – when she thinks she's been caught doing something wrong. The past few days have seen her pick up a couple of new skills I wasn't expecting to see anytime soon.

The first is walking backwards. I didn't even know toddlers could do that. She started by backing slowly away from things, but once she realised what she could do, she started walking backward down hallways every chance she gets. Of course she does not realise yet that she really has got to look behind herself when doing it. Which is a bit scary. She's already stepped backwards into a stairwell, which fortunately was only two stairs high. A small, but reasonable amount of crying ensued.

The other new skill is walking on tiptoes. I've only caught her doing this once. Something was clearly amiss with the way she was stepping, and I had to look quite closely to see what was up. When I pointed it out, the wife said she'd seen the girl do that once before, and, at first, thought her shoes were fitting her badly, making her walk funny. But, no. She's intentionally walking tiptoed. Not that it was helping her reach higher places (at the time), but I suspect that's all in her plan.

On a separate note, she's saying full sentences now. No idea what words are in those sentences, but once we can get that translated we'll be nicely on our way.