First of all, don’t you just love those corkscrew curls!
If the darn weather would cooperate, all of her days would be spent outside in just a swim diaper. Such an outdoorsy kid already! We are doing our first overnight camping trip this weekend, I’m pretty sure she is going to love it and wonder why we don’t always live in a tent 🙂
Anyway, I had one of those magical proud parent moments recently. One of the older kids said Ali was like a garbage can because she will eat anything. That made me so happy! He isn’t entirely right, try as I might I just can’t get her to share my love of peanut butter and jelly, but aside from that there is not a lot she refuses to eat. I know we are fast approaching the age where that often changes and kids become picky eaters for a while, but for now I will bask in my successful implementation of at least one parenting tip from Bringing up Bebe.
A not so proud moment happened last weekend while visiting my grandparents.
Don’t let this cute pic fool you! She was in ‘Tornado Ali’ mode at their apartment, which was hard for my poor old grandparents to deal with, and kind of embarrassing for me. I try my best to set Ali up for success when we go to my hometown to visit family, but you can only do so much when traveling and being around unfamiliar people for extended periods of time. Either way, her screaming fits and general stinkerness got me a long and uncomfortable parenting lecture from my grandparents. What it mostly boiled down to was that they think she is naturally a wild kid, and the best way to get control of a wild kid is to make them fear you by spanking them.
Whew! Kind of tough to listen to.
I really don’t see myself using spanking as a form of discipline. I used to be more on the fence about spanking, and think that some kids probably needed it, but then I read All About Love by Bell Hooks, which put me firmly in the no spanking camp. That book is amazing, and transformed the way I think about love in all of it’s many forms. You should totally read it.
Well, it will be a few months before I make my way back up to my hometown for a family visit. Maybe that time will make a difference in Ali’s ability to sit and do a quiet activity when we are somewhere other than home.
I can dream, right?