Wednesday, August 25, 2010

No more lessons.

We've decided to postpone the swimming lessons.  I think we just need to wait till he can be reasoned with...or more easily bribed. 

The current plan is that when he's potty trained we can start swimming lessons again... Oh yes, there's potty training to start soon!  I shudder to think how that's going to go.  I wonder if the same techniques used on puppies might be appropriate...I could get one of those spray bottles! ;-)

At the moment, he's almost an immovable object when it comes to what he wants.  I don't think I'll ever be able to forget this latest holiday - he was adamant that he wouldn't go for dinner.... so he lay down on the most crowded piece of sidewalk in Fisherman's Wharf, San Francisco and screamed uncontrollably about how he wasn't going for dinner and how he wanted to see the boats.  By the time the tantrum was finished, he was a brown color from the dirty pavement and his face looked like a grubby beet-root.  

Meanwhile our 7 yr old has discovered joke books.  So just as a tantrum teeters on the brink of explosion, we get "Why do chickens watch Television?   For Hen-tertainment.  GET IT?!" 

If only the boys were back at school and pre-school, then I could be back doing my normal activities like home DIY projects, ensuring homework is done on time and frantically checking calendars for PJ day and crazy hat day..... 

Ocht, maybe I just need to try and chill a bit.  The Rolling Stones weren't built in a day, and Rome doesn't gather any moss, and other such pearls of wisdom, etc.