silly words...

The past few days Samuel and Katrina have been tormenting Rebekah with her speech.  She's got words that just don't sound right.  As her mom I know what she's saying but unless you spend as much time with her as I do you probably wouldn't hear those fine nuances I am accustomed to.  Nathan and I noticed a little over a year ago that Rebekah doesn't say words that begin with an "S" and another consonant like words that begin with St, Sp, etc.  R's are also espeically difficult for her to pronounce.

So Katrina and Samuel keep trying to get Rebekah to say "shirt"  normally no big deal, but they realized two days ago that "shirt" sounds more like "Shit".  This is apparently hysterical. The other word they torment her with trying to get her to say? "Fork"  I'll let you decide what that sounds like without the 'r' sound.

But let's not forget that each of my children have had their "special ways" of saying things.  Katrina was famous for "Will my please..." to mean either "may I please..." or "Will YOU please..."  or calling StarWars "Star Whores"  and finally, her favorite horse movie, Black Beauty was none other than "black Booty"!

Samuel could not say "milk" as a toddler so his word of choice was "Nock".  He had a special way of letting us know how he was feeling towards Katrina at any given moment due to the way he said her name:  If he was happy and enjoying himself playing with her he called her "Sissy", if he's bored or she's not paying attention to him appropriately, "Kaie" (pronounced Kayee) and finally if he was PISSED off then it was "Attina!!" 

Please, don't beat around the bush!!

Leave it to my boy to never be one to beat around the bush. He's going to tell it like it is. Normally, I'm quite proud of that since I'm the same way. Don't piss us off or you'll hear about it and why. That tends to not be so nice when Samuel is aiming that at me, his mother!

"Mom, when are you going to earn that Cadillac car?"



Tough question! Get right to the point, that's my kid! "Uh probably when Mommy starts working her Mary Kay Business hard enough to earn it, Son."



Quiet pause. "Oh" a few seconds later, "Mom, When are you going to start working hard enough to earn that Cadillac car?"


Ouch! too much time has been spent simply TALKING about earning the illustrious pink Cadillac and not enough time spent WORKING on earning it. That hit hard. I still think it's funny but it really pointed out to me that my family IS counting on me to do what I say I'm going to do. They don't want me to wimp out anymore. I don't want me to wimp out anymore.

 A few moments later Samuel asks, "Mom, when you earn that pink Cadillac car, can we please paint it blue? I know you like blue better."

Mamma said there'd be days like this...

Some days I wonder what I was thinking becoming a mother.  On those days I think, "Clearly this was not a good idea." 

Rebekah today had a difficult time realizing that the simplest course of action is to stay on time out, and then  appologize and do the thing that Mommy asked.  No.  SHE decides when it's time to get off time out.  and SHE decides IF she's going to do what's asked.  Well, I have decided to put a stop to this, Supernanny style.  It requires me being more um...firm in my stance that the time out spot is wherever I say it is and that she stay until she's willing to comply. 

I know what you're going to say, she's just so cute! How can you keep making her cry?  Well, I'm SURE Luke is asking himself that today. He's wondering what on Earth I'm doing to make her cry so much. 

But it's important that I remain firm no matter how cute she is.

Not once but twice was she on time out this afternoon.  Both times she was stubborn to the core.  Both times I wondered which of us would win, knowing it HAD to be me.   Trying like crazy to not engage in her power struggles.   Very hard.

I DID get the apologies and she did do what she was asked but holy hour of crying!

As I was walking down the hall the other night I noticed that Rebekah had her stuffed animals lined up on the time out spot.  I had to ask her what that was all about. 

Rebekah, what's going on with your animal friends?

 "they're on time out mom."

Okay why?

"well Baby Tella hitted Cookie Monster. Cookie montser crached (scratched) giraffe, who (s)pitted at catty, who meowed VERY loudly at Baby Tella!"

So they all had a huge fight?

"Yup now they're having time out"

The next morning Rebekah informed me that they can't get up until they "pologize"

I had to get a pic of that!


Baby Tella and Catty appologized so they got to get up, I don't know what Christmas Doggy did, she insisted he be in the picture.