Did you think I would let a visit from the Queen of Crazy go by without writing about it? I would have written sooner but Sicky McSickerson has turned into Klingy McKlingerson too.
So the visit actually wasn't all that bad. I only got mad at her a couple of times. Like I predicted, Aiden is of the age where he will let you know if he doesn't like what you're doing. He wasn't having the whole picking me up constantly and smooching on me till I'm soaking wet thing. Aiden also started coming down with this cold while she was here so that kind of got her to lay off a bit.
One thing that really irked me though is this: Aiden would be on the floor playing with a toy and she would keep trying to get him to play with something else. He would ignore her or give her a courtesy look and then keep right on playing with whatever he was playing with. Or if he did take the toy from her, two seconds later she'd try to get him to play with something else. Watching this behavior from her clarified one thing for me. Now I can totally see how my brother ended up with ADD. Jeebus woman!
She brought Aiden this ugly pink, blue, and yellow Beanie Baby moose. The kid couldn't care less about the hideous thing. But that is one of the toys she kept trying to get him to play with. Picture this with me - a high pitched yell of MOOSIE!! MOOSIE!!! over and over and over..... while she shakes the fugly thing in my sons face. Yeah!
Now for some choice gems that I can't forget to share.
The woman was absolutely gobsmacked that I do not give my son snacks. He eats three meals a day and nurses 5 times a day. There really is no need to give him a snack at 9 months of age. She just gave me this look like she thought I was being ridiculous again.
My grandmother gave me the most scary and ass like piece of advice ever. When we were discussing that he was teething she said oh just do what I did with the kids. What is that you ask? Oh she gave them a chicken bone to teeth on! Yeah, you read that right. A CHICKEN BONE!!! With the meat cleaned off of course. That or a wooden clothes pin, not the new kind but the old round shaped ones. *insert shocked face*
So the visit actually wasn't all that bad. I only got mad at her a couple of times. Like I predicted, Aiden is of the age where he will let you know if he doesn't like what you're doing. He wasn't having the whole picking me up constantly and smooching on me till I'm soaking wet thing. Aiden also started coming down with this cold while she was here so that kind of got her to lay off a bit.
One thing that really irked me though is this: Aiden would be on the floor playing with a toy and she would keep trying to get him to play with something else. He would ignore her or give her a courtesy look and then keep right on playing with whatever he was playing with. Or if he did take the toy from her, two seconds later she'd try to get him to play with something else. Watching this behavior from her clarified one thing for me. Now I can totally see how my brother ended up with ADD. Jeebus woman!
She brought Aiden this ugly pink, blue, and yellow Beanie Baby moose. The kid couldn't care less about the hideous thing. But that is one of the toys she kept trying to get him to play with. Picture this with me - a high pitched yell of MOOSIE!! MOOSIE!!! over and over and over..... while she shakes the fugly thing in my sons face. Yeah!
Now for some choice gems that I can't forget to share.
The woman was absolutely gobsmacked that I do not give my son snacks. He eats three meals a day and nurses 5 times a day. There really is no need to give him a snack at 9 months of age. She just gave me this look like she thought I was being ridiculous again.
My grandmother gave me the most scary and ass like piece of advice ever. When we were discussing that he was teething she said oh just do what I did with the kids. What is that you ask? Oh she gave them a chicken bone to teeth on! Yeah, you read that right. A CHICKEN BONE!!! With the meat cleaned off of course. That or a wooden clothes pin, not the new kind but the old round shaped ones. *insert shocked face*
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