I thought I’d get a head start on toilet training Finn, and they say the best way to learn is to watch someone else do it right, so I got Truett to perform a little demonstration.
Me: Hey Finn, who wants to learn to go pee like a big boy?
Finn: (points at his chest) Me, me, me!
Me: Kor kor will do a demo for you, just watch and learn. Ok, Tru, can you show your brother how this is done?
*Truett delivers a smashing demo of how to pee into the toilet bowl*
Finn: (giggles his head off) HAHAHAHAHHAHA PEE…PEE HAHAHA PEE…PEE HAHAHHA PEE…PENIS HAHAHAHAHAHAHA (grabs his face and continues laughing)
Me: Okay, this is not working out very well, let’s table this for another time, great job everyone!
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So this little boy of mine hates haircuts with a vengeance. Remember how I was trying to grow out his gorgeous floppy hair when he was a baby? It might have something to do with the fact that no razor touched his head the entire first year of his life and this kid does not realise that haircutting is a very important part of civilised human existence.
Every haircut is a massive 3-man operation. The husband hugs him with a death grip and I have to hold his head in place while the hairdresser lady does her thing; and lo, there is much weeping and gnashing of teeth. His eyes filled with big, sad tears, he’ll give me a look that says “WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO ME MOMMA??? PLEASE, PLEASE, STOP!!!”
I tried to pep talk him before his recent haircut.
Me: It’s time for a haircut, baby. Don’t worry, you’ll be ok, it doesn’t hurt.
Finn:(frowny face) NO NO HAIR CUT. NO!
Me: But Finn is a brave boy. You can do it!
Finn: (points to my chest) Momma brave boy.
Me: Well, yeah, momma’s quite brave but I need you to be brave too ok?
Finn: (tears starting to form in his eyes) Momma brave boy. Finn Finn handsome boy. No no hair cut.
Me: I’m sorry, son. We need to do this. Daddy will have to hold you and you’ll be just fine. You just try your best?
Finn: (flops his head down on my shoulder, lots of tears streaming down his cheeks by now) Okay momma, okay. (sob, sob, sob)
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On sharing apples…
Finn: (holds out his half eaten apple) Momma wants apple?
Me: Wow, sure!
Finn: One for Finn Finn, one for momma.
Me: (taking the last bite of apple) Thanks sweetheart!
Finn: Where Finn Finn’s apple?
Me: You just gave it to me so I ate it.
Finn: No more apple? Momma get ice-cream.
Me: WHAT?!! A tiny bite of apple in exchange for ice-cream? GAHH Total rookie mistake! I should have seen this coming but well played.
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He’s got the sweetest, most heartfelt apology I’ve ever heard, which is probably why he gets so few time-outs. He flashes me those bambi eyes, does the sorry sign with his little fist and says “Sorry, momma, I’m sorry.”
Look at those eyes!!?? Okay, all is forgiven.
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Lol he’s sneaky this one. But I think Finn is my favourite. Sorry I know we shouldn’t play favorites with kids but hey they’re yours not mine lol. Finn melts my heart.
Hahahah I really like him too! I have a feeling this one will get all the ladies to swoon.
Omg Daphne, I truly thought we were alone. My 22 month old HATES haircuts too and each time, he screams and pleads and looks like he’s abt to die of being tortured. No one else behaves like that in the kiddy hair salon. I actually got so paranoid that I went to research about sensory disorders!
Yours too??!! It’s so embarrassing to go to the hairdresser! Every time we arrive, they’re all like “siao liao, the screamer come already.”
I think he hates the feeling of hair bits landing on his neck and face, it drives him nuts. He’s very icky about sand and dirt and particles landing on him.