Lollipop Hearts

For Valentine’s Day, we got the boys some lollipops.  (Of course, by “we”, I mean B.  She’s the one who found and purchased them.)  Of course, these weren’t ordinary lollipops, but heart shaped ones on ring “sticks.”  I took the opportunity to whip out my DSLR and get a few photos.  (Click on the photos to enlarge them.)

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I love how blue JSL’s eyes are in this shot.  The DSLR picks that up so nicely.

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NHL is always looking away from the camera for some reason.  I think the TV might have been on.  Also, he seems to have inherited my hair in at least one respect.  When I need a haircut, my hair refuses to obey any commands of mine and simply does whatever it wants to do.

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I love the depth of field in this shot.  That and the wonderful smile hiding behind that lollipop.

It’s times like this that I love that we live in the age of digital photography.  These moments are now captured and stored for years to come.  When our boys are grown, we can go back and relive these moments over and over again.

Bye Bye Crib, Hello Crib Bed

IMGP1867 JSL is three and a half and, up till Sunday, was sleeping in a crib.  He seemed to like the setup so we didn’t challenge this.  Still, I’ll admit that I felt the crib had outlived its purpose.  Especially when I knew that it could be converted into a youth bed.  (Or, as JSL calls it, a “crib bed.”)

Besides, our night time routine involved getting NHL into bed and then getting JSL ready.  Once NHL was tucked in, JSL would climb into our bed and lay down with B until he was asleep.  Then, he would be transported to his crib.  Why not have one bedtime?

When NHL was younger, he was in a crib for awhile but switched to a bed after sleeping in one while off visiting friends.  At first, I had to climb in his bed with him.  (This usually resulted in both of us falling asleep and B having to wake me up.)  After awhile, he was comfortable with me standing next to the bed.  Then a little farther away.  Then he was fine if I stood by the door.  Then behind the door (but still visible).  Finally, he would be fine if I told him I was “sleeping on the door.”  (Also known as “wait for NHL to settle then sneak off.”)

IMGP1877 Given NHL’s transition, I was expecting a few rough nights, but JSL seemed excited about the crib bed prospect so I forged ahead.  After locating the instructions, retrieving my tools and clearing out his crib, I got to work.  JSL was quite interested in the goings-on and tried to help me any way he could.  I quickly got the side off, extra hardware removed and the drop gate reinstalled as a youth bed side.  JSL loved it.  He could climb in and out of his bed with ease. 

IMGP1868Next came the important step of assembling a safety guard to keep JSL from rolling out of his bed during the night.  I opened the box and followed the instructions.  Once it was assembled, I attempted to fit it under the sheet like we have on NHL’s bed.  This is where I hit a wall.  I could see right away that this wouldn’t work.  The mattress would leave lumps where the bars were at best and would become unstable at worst.  Looking at the instructions again, I saw “not for use on youth beds.”  D’oh!  That “drop gate side” wasn’t going to keep JSL from rolling out so I had to think of something.

IMGP1870After some pondering, I realized that JSL has many stuffed animals.  Check that, he has a *TON* of stuffed animals.  He likes many of them to be on his bed with him.  Usually, we keep them bundled down by his feet, but I wondered if we could line the side with the stuffed animals.  I tried it and it seemed to work.  When JSL laid down on the bed, he would hit the stuffed animals as he rolled.  It might not be a guarantee, but it should help keep him in bed.

As for the nighttime routine?  JSL was highly excited.  He said he wasn’t going to sleep in our bed anymore, but would rather fall asleep in his new crib bed.  Once in his bed, though, he became agitated.  Being in bed by himself (though NHL was in the same room about seven feet away) scared him.  I got my computer and laid down next to his bed to help him settle.  It took about a half hour, but he finally settled.

IMGP1874The next night, was just as bad, if not worse.  I had to lean over his bed (pretending to lie on it without actually putting my weight on it) to help him calm down and then hold his hand as he went to sleep.  Last night, we saw a lot of improvement.  Despite some pre-bedtime chaos (aggravated by a loss of socks and a late bedtime), JSL calmed down quickly once the lights were out and he was holding my hand.  Within fifteen minutes, JSL was asleep.  With luck, by the time school starts back up, we’ll have this new bedtime routine all sorted out.

Nervous Habits and Overcoming Them

Lately, NHL has developed an annoying habit.  He’ll pull the shirt or coat around his neck upwards and stick it in his mouth.  Once there, he will suck away at it until the front of his shirt is soaked.  We’ve had to change his shirts and he has even ruined a few outfits.  The sucking is new, but prior to this, we would catch him chewing on objects like the Nintendo DS stylus.  We tell him to stop but he’ll almost immediately begin again.

What gets me nervous is that he might be picking up a nervous habit like mine.  Confession time: I pick my cuticles.  I’ve done this for as long as I can remember.  My father used to yell at me to stop and slap my hands, but it wouldn’t help.  Almost involuntarily, my fingers would reach out to my hand to feel along the edge of my nails.  If any skin was found to be out of order, it would be pulled at until it came off.  Yes, this caused me to bleed many a time.  The bleeding was not the intended effect, of course.  My “intentions”, such as they were, were to tidy up my fingernails.

I could go for long stretches of time without picking so long as I was occupied.  If my hands were idle, though, the picking would quickly begin.  Even once I became aware of this, I couldn’t stop.  I’d hold off the urge for awhile but it would build and build until I gave in.

I didn’t even grow out of it.  Although I do this less nowadays than I did when I was a teenager, I still find myself picking from time to time.  I even carry cuticle tweezers with me to work every day.  If the urge strikes, I’d rather use the sharp metal tweezers to make clean, precise cuts rather than haphazard rips and tears which often cause bleeding.

Going back to NHL, part of me is afraid that his shirt-sucking habit will turn out to be like my cuticle-picking one.  I’m supposed to give him the tools to overcome things like this, but how can I do so when I’ve never overcome my own nervous habit?

Do you have a nervous habit?  Have you ever overcome one?  What about your children?

Aloha Friday: Advice

This morning, I gave NHL two very important pieces of advice.  The first came when I talked to NHL about failure.  Lately, we’ve noticed that he isn’t trying to do things that we know he can do.  He’ll say “I can’t do it” or “It’s too hard.”  If pressed, he does the task easily.  We believe the problem is that he’s afraid to fail.

Yesterday, I was watching an online video of the Mythbusters.  They were trying to test a myth from the movie Hellboy where a speeding car has it’s hood smashed in by Hellboy and goes flipping over.  Kari, Grant and Tory were having problems as the giant metal fist they made and the SUV wouldn’t get into right position at the right time.  Suddenly, I remembered the Mythbusters motto: Failure is always an option.

On the way into school today, I told NHL about this (promising to show him the episode later on).  He remembered other episodes we saw where they tried something and didn’t get it to work.  Specifically, he recalled Adam and Jamie’s Christmas-themed Rube Goldberg device which failed in every way imaginable and a few ways they didn’t imagine beforehand.

Were the Mythbusters frustrated?  Sure.  Were they upset that it didn’t work right?  Of course.  Did they quit?  No.  I told NHL that, when the Mythbusters failed at something, they figured out what went wrong, fixed it as best they could and tried their best again and again and again.  I told him that failing at something wasn’t bad.  Everyone fails at some point in their lives.  It’s how you react to the failure that’s key.  If you cry and whine and never try again, that’s bad.  If you dust yourself off, figure out what went wrong and try again, you’re learning from your mistakes and turning the failure into something useful.

The next piece of advice came after NHL told me that a classmate of his had called him a “loser.”  This hurt me deeply.  As I’ve written about before, I was a victim of bullying for many years.  I thought back to when I was a child hearing insults be thrown my way and thinking that I had no recourse.  I tried to come up with some advice for him.  This was my advice:

Don’t listen to them, NHL.  You aren’t a loser just because someone says you are.  Don’t let their words have any power over you.  If someone puts you down or criticizes you, tune them out.  Ignore them.  Of course, if mom, dad or your teacher say you’re doing something wrong, don’t tune us out.  Pretty much everyone else can be tuned out, though, when they say negative things about you.  The most important opinion is your own.

My Aloha Friday question for today is: What piece of advice have you given your children recently?


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