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So Little Patch is now 16 months old and starting to walk around and doing his own thing at home. He’s pretty good with playing by himself (he’s surrounded by me, patch and grandparents at all times, but we don’t really engage in games with him all the time) and if he wants our attention, he would come over and do something cute like pat our back or put his head on our legs.
But recently, he learned something new. Doing what we don’t want like touching or TV. Or turning knobs on our stereos. We try to be stern and let him know we don’t like it with words like ‘Don’t touch’ or ‘Too close to the TV’ (although since both his parents are blind bats, it’s inevitable that he would be donning his first pair of glasses soon). Well, tonight when daddy’s out, those same words somehow meant the opposite to him.
Maybe it’s his way of playing or getting my attention, but after 5 times of telling him not to touch the TV, he ran back and pushed the screen that it almost toppled over. Quite a douchey move. I was not happy. So I took the hand that pushed the TV, told him again, ‘Don’t push the TV, you’ll hurt yourself’. He didn’t get it. So I opened his palm and slapped it. Not too hard but it wasn’t gentle either. He knew I meant business.
He looked at me and stared at me hard. Then he turned away in a way that showed he didn’t want to look at me. So I just stared back wondering what he was feeling. Then he broke free of my grip and ran to the gate by the stairs. He just stared down the stairs and I knew that he was looking/waiting for daddy. I called his name and he looked at me but it wasn’t with love. He was upset at me. He had the look of holding back his tears because his lips were quivering. He turned back to continue staring down the stairs. Then I walked over and called his name again and he turned around and ran towards me crying. I felt relieved thinking he wanted me to comfort the pain that I caused. Except that he ran past me. And the pain I felt was more than his.
Just like his dad, I realized that he’s got pride. He didn’t want me to see him cry when I slapped his palm. He didn’t want to show fear or pain. Instead, he held it in as long as he could until he couldn’t hold it anymore.
By now, I’ve already forgotten what had happened 10 minutes before. Instead, I held him in my arms and kept kissing the palm and telling him ‘Mommy loves you’. He was fine and continued playing and trying to touch the TV. And I continued with my half-ass ‘Don’t touch’ warnings.
This is my first attempt at disciplining my son. After Patch got home, I told him what happened and he told me I shouldn’t have slapped his hand. He was probably right and I feel like I failed somehow because I did it the wrong way and it surely didn’t feel like Little Patch learned his lesson. Except to make me feel resented.
Finally, I am experiencing my first steps in parenting.
The Kerrisdale Play Palace is located at the Kerrisdale Ice Rink. It’s seasonal from May-September when the ice rink is not in use.
Little Patch was invited to a birthday party there on a weekend where it’s open to the public as well but it didn’t pose as a problem since the play area is huge. But you have to watch your stuff and shoes as it’s a busy public place and the adults are busy watching their little ones, thefts do occur.
Free parking is plenty by the rink and on the street. Read the rest of this entry
Over the weekend, I broke off one of my longest relationships. I’m not sure if this is permanent or whether I’ll go back to him but I finally did it after being urged for years by my family and close friends. The truth is, I don’t even think he knows that he was dumped, but eventually he will realize it and since he’s pretty clingy, I’m sure he will call me to talk it out. Read the rest of this entry
There are days where I just don’t have time to make something good. But not all good things require a lot of time like this Chocolate Pudding from Trader Joes. Since we don’t have a TJ in Vancouver, it’s not like you can skip out of the house and pick this up. It’s something that you may want to get while you head south for some shopping. The closest TJ to Vancouver is in Bellingham (check website for address and directions). Read the rest of this entry
I don’t go shopping frequently (except when I’m vacationing) but with a baby now, it’s even more rare that I go to a mall. So this is where the internet saves the day. I love to computer-screen shop. Forever 21 is one of my favourite online shops to browse mainly because they have to many items offered at such a cheap price. That though comes at the cost of the quality as well. Tonight I bought some accessories that I can wear to work or even at home when I want to feel dressed up in sweats and a hoodie. Their accessories also make decent gifts (well, if you have friends that think F21 accessories are too cheap for them, they probably don’t deserve a gift from you!).
I find that a lot of the earrings from F21 are pretty big so you have to look at the additional photos as they would have an image of the earrings next to a ruler or read the description. They carry hundreds of earrings so you’ll need to spend some time to go through them.
I didn’t end up getting every thing I liked because I don’t think I’ll make use of the pieces but I think that’s are great as play jewellery and it’s not as painful if you lose it or break it.
Don’t you hate it when you enter a public womens’ bathroom and you can smell that someone took a bad number 2 and you try to figure out which stall the smell is not coming from… then you walk into the stall and it smells even worse in there? Happened today at Creekside Community Centre. Ew.
Also, when you’re in line waiting for the bathroom (ie. after a movie in Cineplex or a mall) and you’re next in line, when someone comes out of a stall, do you take your time going in? I have this fear of lingering butt smell of the person before me so I try to take my time and hope the butt smell goes away by the time I get there. I have this image of a fat lady squatting and her butt was where my head would be breathing in her butt smell.
I don’t splurge on many things, mainly because I’m frugal and that I’m not in a position to splurge on silly things. However, I read about this somewhere and thought I had to get one. Pointless? No, because I like it pointy. 🙂
This is probably old news but I’ve read recently that Marc Jacobs has their own line of Sharpies. Ok, who doesn’t like sharpies? Then you can stop reading now. 🙂 After some online digging, I realized that Sharpies customized their pens for with designers name for Fashion Week. That makes more sense. But I still want one of these because having cool stationery at work makes me a lot more happy and productive.
On the Sharpie website, there’s an option to customize your own sharpies with your company name. I think that’s a fantastic idea especially for Patch’s business. If you get a hundred, it comes to $1.50 each which is about the same price as a good customized pen. And not everyone likes the same type of pens. I like mine fine and gel ink but I always get the medium point from promotional products. And like I said, who doesn’t
like use sharpies?
You get to choose your font and get to write up to 2 lines. You even get an option to pick a cute little image is you want. But overall, it’s a great deal for a custom promotional product.
Carpe Diem – Seize the Day
Finally, this phrase means something to me. Recently, I’ve been contemplating on changing my life’s path. Four weeks to be exact. In those weeks, I have pinpointed what makes me happy and what makes me crazy and borderline depressed.
So why not change? I’m afraid of risking not being able to give Little Patch what he wants in the future. It’s not following my dreams per se, but in order for me to be happy, there will be a long term financial cost . Not a loss that would put us out on the streets, but it would definitely set us back from pursuing our family goals.
I’ve always needed stability in order to feel… stable. And possibly secure. But since having Little Patch, my priorities have changed. Things that I thought were important, I don’t even have a mild passion for. I just know what makes me unhappy and I’m constantly swimming in that pool of poo-poo-ness.
I just wish I have the strength to not freak out about the future and just go with the flow. But I’m not that kind of person.
I saw this on Food Network’s Unwrapped. It’s sushi on a stick. It seems… so… wrong… could be worse than wrapped sushi from 7-11. I looked at their website to see how they deal with raw ingredients and apparently, there are none. Their raw fish flavours are just flavours which makes it seem even more wrong.
Perhaps this is popular in the US where ppl in some states have never seen a japanese before… who knows? All I know is that this won’t fly in Vancouver when you can get fresh (but not necessarily good) sushi from every other block.
This is a solution to a problem that shouldn’t exist!
Emily Press Labels offered a discount coupon online recently which was $15 for $30 worth of products so I decided to give it a try. I find kids’ labels quite costly so this was a good opportunity for me to order some since Little Patch was starting daycare. I ordered the Popular Name Labels and the Slim Name Labels. The photos on their website gave me ideas on where I can use them.
There was a bit of a delivery hiccup (no fault of EP) which they immediately dealt with right away. The service was great even though we communicated through Twitter, and I felt I was talking to a mom rather than a sales rep for a corporation. They are a local company based in Vancouver, BC.
The labels come in cute little booklets, pages neatly stapled together. The labels were surprisingly thin and the glue is strong. I had to re-adjust the label a few times on a sippy cup and it stayed in its place after the final adjustment. After daily washing for over a week, the labels still stayed in place and I wasn’t able to peel them off. However, there may be some glue residue on the edges as after a day of having the sippy cup in a backpack, there were minor dust and crumbs stuck around it. But after washing, it’s all good again.
As for clothing labels, if you don’t care about designs, I had an earlier post about Name Label clothing labels which is a bang-on deal.