He sure loves his sports

T has been an exceptionally well behaved kid today so I gave him a pound coin, took him to Poundland and told him he could have any item he wanted from there. Thinking he was going to go for a pack of sweets, chocolate or a random crappy toy, I was stunned when he walked straight past all of those items and picked up a tennis racket. Future sports star? It is looking more and more likely as each day goes by.

Cest la vie

Don't ask me why he is dressed in onesie and boots, clapping and partying around the house like it's 1999! Such is life with toddlers.

The fantastic mat puzzle

Although it is a real pain when I am cleaning the house, I want to say huge thank you to our fantastic neighbours for getting us this amazing soft alphabet and number puzzle mat jigsaw. It all started as a gift to absorb the unbearable thumping sound that resulted downstairs as a result of T's constant jumping, now however coupled with some other learning tools we have (flashcards, letter factory phonics, etc) it is the best educational gift we could have ever asked for. Other than its shock absorbing qualities, it gives a realistic edge to show me-tell me learning and it makes interactive educational play just that much more fun; think in the region of hopscotching to identify alphabets. In a nutshell, this item does such an amazing job I would definitely recommend it to anyone when cognitive and perceptive educational play is required. Thanks to it T who is only 2 recognizes more that 3/4 of the alphabets.
It doesn't end there, yesterday I realized I could use it for something else. While vacuuming the whole thing came apart and ended up in a heap on the floor. Just as I set about putting it together, T raced up to me and said,' I'll do it'. That was the opportunity I needed to reinforced the importance of participating in cleaning and tidying up. I laid out the outline and told him to finish it up while I moved on to other tasks. Learning while he cleans. I love the sound of that.

Little terror

You know when people with young kids tell you toddlers are little devils... believe them! Three days ago T brought a balloon home from a birthday we had attend and it only took him about a day to find out  I am one of these people that is over-sensitive to high pitched scratching and screeching sound. Now he uses it to terrorize me. Twice today I had chastised him for being disobedient and off he went, grabbed his balloon, walked over to and smiled at me, and started giving the balloon a good scratching. So far it has been difficult not to act as if I am not affected but I am trying. The plan is to let him have his five minutes of fun scratching before I surprise him by popping the balloon with a concealed needle <bang> and scaring the wits out of him to teach him a lesson. I just hope he doesn't poo poo his pants in the process because guess who will have to clean it up?!! Ha ha ha ha Daddy always wins ^_^ 

It's curtains for the Zing Zillas

Just a few weeks ago I wrote talking about how T was all about the Zing Zillas and how I will be watching to see how long the infatuation lasts. Well well well, I was spot on. He's lost his appetite for them and as soon as they come on he moves on to doing something else; like playing with his toys or asking for Mickey instead for instance. Oh to be young and fickle!