Tuesday, July 5, 2011

Chicken for Dinner

Please read this post: One of these things is not like the others... on my sister's blog. Then you will know why Rhys just walked in the door from the back yard and said, "Please eat the new chickens?"
"No, we are going to keep them!"
"Nooooooooo!"*crumple on the ground in despair*

PS: we had Louie (formerly Lulu) for dinner last week, Tuesday, I think.

Sunday, July 3, 2011

When Has Sharing Gone Too Far?

I don't know how and I'm not sure when it started, but somehow Willow and Sam started the tradition that when quiet time starts, she goes and gets a stuffed animal from her room and brings it up to him where he has quiet time in the office. I finally interceded when she had to come ask me how many more she needed to be eight (she was carrying 3 stuffed animals). The best that I could piece it together, they had decided that every day she should bring him one more than the day before. There are two problems with this, OK, maybe 3--first, she is supposed to keep her toys in her own bedroom. Second, it had gotten to the point that they couldn't even do it by themselves. Third, which is sort of like the first, they didn't get put away afterward and so it was always 8 new toys--her entire bedroom was migrating upstairs.

I told her not to bring her stuffed animals to Sam during quiet time any more. She protested, but finally obeyed. I wanted to let her share, but it was getting ridiculous. Do any of you put limits on sharing? Today when she came upstairs to announce that she was bringing her stuffed Koala upstairs to Sam for quiet time, I let her, because it was only one toy and she could do it quickly all by her self. Does that make me an inconsistent parent? Maybe. Oh, well.