Friday, January 30, 2009

Sunday, January 25, 2009

Subcontracting

One of Jessica's chores is to empty the utensils from the dishwasher into the utensil drawer. She gets off pretty easy because usually by the time I get to unloading the dishwasher, it needs to be loaded (and ran) again, so I frequently put the utensils away myself in order to be able to put the dirty utensils in.

This morning I decided she could do it, so I took the utensil tray out of the dishwasher and put it on the counter. To make things easier for her, we usually take the utensils tray from the drawer and put in on the floor and she loads it from there.

So, when she was ready, she took the dishwasher utensil tray off the counter and the drawer utensil tray from the drawer. I hadn't nagged her, she just started doing it, so I told her she was doing a good job.

Then I saw Xander over there with her, and decided to keep a closer eye. Last time Xander "helped" Jessica with this task, spoons and forks were intermingled in complete disorganization.

Turns out he wasn't helping her; he was *doing* the job. Apparently she had subcontracted the job out and was "letting" him do it. She left the room before her father called her back in and said if she was going to subcontract, she had to stay in the room and supervise.

The job got done with most of the utensils in the right place. Good enough for government work.

Saturday, January 24, 2009

You will be glad to know....

A direct quote from Jessica:
"Jessica Kiran is on the case," she said when Daddy asked her to help with breakfast.

Thursday, January 22, 2009

The lion and the unicorn

We have this Wiggles CD that we've listened to in the car approximately a billion times. One of the songs is called the Lion and the Unicorn. It starts something like "the lion and the unicorn were fighting for the crown." I try to pay as little attention as possible. But I guess in the end the lion triumphs over the unicorn.

The other day it came on and Jessica asked, "Why does the lion always win?" Yet another question I couldn't answer.
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I can't count the number of times Jessica has said to me "You're not the boss of me. You're the boss of yourself." Could she be any more sassy?

Friday, January 16, 2009

Mo-om....

Jessica gives me a hard time about going to school roughly 2 out of 3 days. She says it's because she doesn't like to rest, but often when we get to school, some other reason comes out. The other day she said it was because she had a band-aid on her hand and she was worried the other kids would make fun of her. Whether that was the real reason, I guess I'll never know.

But when we got to school, she was standing next to a few friends. I knelt down next to her and said, in a fairly quiet voice, "See how glad you are to be here now? Why did you say you didn't want to go?"

"Mo-om....not in front of my friends."

Oh, so sorry. I beg your pardon. ; )

Friday, January 9, 2009

Victory is mine

It has been frustrating to feed Jessica lately. She either doesn't want to eat anything that's prepared for her, but has a whole lot of alternatives she expects Mom's Restaurant to serve up or wants to snack all day instead. Or she asks for more of whatever she's eating, takes 2 (or 1 or 0) mouthfuls and says she's done. Or she asks for something else while she's still eating whatever's on her plate. For example, she'll ask for a second bowl of cereal, not eat it and then demand a piece of toast.

Breakfast is hard to keep, but I've been threatening her lately that if she doesn't eat her lunch I'm going to keep it and if she's hungry in the afternoon, that's what she's going to eat. Today I made her 2 lunches. The first was PB&J because I took it to the Y. She ate some goldfish instead. When we got home she just had to have macaroni and cheese and since I had leftovers, I heated it up. I think she ate a little but not more. I told her if she was hungry later she was going to have her lunch.

Brother got a granola bar for a snack and she asked for one. I told her she could eat her lunch. No response. After a second request for a granola bar and a second reminder about her uneaten lunch she agreed to eat the PB&J! Yay! I'm sure all my meal problems are solved now, right? ; )

Thursday, January 1, 2009

It all depends on your point of view

Today is New Year's Day. Jessica went out with Daddy to Chinatown last night and then they spent the night at a friends' house. She got about 7 or 8 hours of sleep. This became apparent when we were driving home from a playdate. She wanted chicken mcnuggets and since I suspected she wasn't going to be all that keen on the moroccan stew cooking in the Crockpot, I got her some. But by the time sheasked, I had already whizzed past the McDonald's on the turnpike.

Now, remember, she was sleep-deprived. So when she screamed at me to turn around and go back to the McDonald's, I took it in stride. I told her there was another coming up in 5 minutes, because I sincerely thought there was a McDonald's at the Westboro service plaza. Well, she didn't like the idea of driving to the next one and kept insisting I turn the car around. I didn't. But then I felt pretty bad when I discovered there was no McDonald's coming up. Fortunately, after a few more minutes of screaming, she fell asleep.

Being the softie and sucker that I am, I stopped at a McDonald's on the way back, even though she was asleep and therefore was no longer screaming for it.

She woke up as soon as we got home. She immediately started in on the chicken nuggets. I pulled them out of the bag, thinking this would make me the best mom ever, but she was *still* complaining about how I hadn't gone back to the first McDonald's. Yes, even though she had chicken nuggets in her hot little hand, she was still complaining.

It got worse.

She wanted, as most kids do, ketchup to go with her fries and chicken nuggets. The girl at the drive-through had neglected to put any packets in our bag. No problem, I said, we'd use our ketchup.

I went to our refrigerator.

Problem.

We threw out the entire contents of our refrigerator after the Ice Storm. I swear I put ketchup on the shopping list Hari took with him. But I might have taken it back off, thinking it could wait for the second trip.

That was a big mistake. There was no ketchup in the house. And she refused to eat her food because there was no ketchup. It's currently sitting in the fridge because she wanted to keep it for when we get ketchup. i didn't even try to explain about how it's going to be inedible by tomorrow. It's probably already inedible.

Eventually I reheated the leftover macaroni and cheese from a couple of nights ago, gave her an ice cream cone and got her to bed ASAP.

However, while she was eating her reheated mac & cheese, I was eating a hamburger. I went to get the ketchup to put on it and suddenly realized how disappointed she must have been to find there was no ketchup based on how disappointed I was when I found there was no ketchup.

Tomorrow we will be buying ketchup.