Just wanted to blog about this small snipet of conversation with Bel. Yesterday I had to have some dental work done and since my mom hasn't seen my kids in awhile I thought it would be great that she watch them.
So Bel and Ro are in the back yard playing in the dirt and I tell them to come in.
"Come on, we have to go get ready to go get nana." I tell them.
Of course Ro says no. (He says no to everything, terrible twos, go figure.)
But Bel asks me "Which nana?" I tell her my nana. This is what she replied.
"NO I DON'T WANT TO! SHE'S NOT MY FAVORITE!"
SO FUNNY!!!! I told my mother and she laughed. Thanks for not taking it to heart ma!
Thursday, May 7, 2009
Monday, March 2, 2009
Just an Update
Hello out there friends and relatives. Sorry it has been so long but I got busy with the kids. Tana is now 6m old and is getting to be a big girl. She can pull herslef up now and walks along the furniture as well. Rowan has started talking to strangers...ie nursery leaders and such. He is also potty training and has got the basics down. We're still workning on how to get our pants down and telling mommy we have to go. Bella is doing great she's so tall. She's a great big sister and likes to help with Tana. But she's still so timid with people. She at least talks to some family. NICK HAS PASSED HIS PE EXAM!!!!!!! Otherwise I'm fine. I have plenty of projects to keep me busy and the house and the kids. So thats the Eckhardt family in a nut shell.
Tuesday, November 25, 2008
Thanksgiving Protection
We were at my sister’s church last Friday because her ward was having a Chili cook-off with a talent show. After the great food and entertaining entertainment we were in the hallways socializing while our children were playing.
Now you must remember that our 3.8 year old girl is very petite, shy, and non-violent. Our 2 year old boy is very boyish and always ready to do anything and tackle anybody. They were happily playing with their older cousins and some other young kids just running around and such.
To set up the story there was one kid in particular who was a rather large 3 almost 4 year old boy, who we later learned was the nursery bully. (And he will from henceforth be referred to as the bully for identification purposes).
I had my back to the kids, and then all of a sudden I hear my kid crying. Yes one is a boy and one is a girl, but their cries sound identical. I turned around and saw my 2 year old son standing over the bully. The bully was sitting on the floor, back against the wall. My son had the bully by the neck/shoulders and was slamming his head into the block wall. The whole time I hear crying.
So I am thinking that the two are rough housing and my boy does not like it, is upset, and crying.
So I walk up to the boys, grab my son, pull him off the bully, and look at his face. To my surprise he was not crying but had a very different look on his face; a look I didn’t quite understand. Suddenly I felt confusion as not only was my son not crying, but neither was the bully. I then looked to my right and saw that it was my little girl on the floor crying.
I scooped up my second child and asked what happened. My little girl said “daddy that boy (the bully) pushed me down and jumped on me”. At the answer my mood went from concerned/confusion to down right funny/proudness.
My son saw his sister was getting hurt and jumped into protect her.
I still laugh when I think about my son, half the size of the bully, standing over him pounding his head into the wall. This was the first time I didn’t get onto my son for being aggressive, but let him know how grateful I was that he protected his sister.
I am grateful for children who love their siblings and refer to them as “my best friend”.
Happy Thanksgiving!
Now you must remember that our 3.8 year old girl is very petite, shy, and non-violent. Our 2 year old boy is very boyish and always ready to do anything and tackle anybody. They were happily playing with their older cousins and some other young kids just running around and such.
To set up the story there was one kid in particular who was a rather large 3 almost 4 year old boy, who we later learned was the nursery bully. (And he will from henceforth be referred to as the bully for identification purposes).
I had my back to the kids, and then all of a sudden I hear my kid crying. Yes one is a boy and one is a girl, but their cries sound identical. I turned around and saw my 2 year old son standing over the bully. The bully was sitting on the floor, back against the wall. My son had the bully by the neck/shoulders and was slamming his head into the block wall. The whole time I hear crying.
So I am thinking that the two are rough housing and my boy does not like it, is upset, and crying.
So I walk up to the boys, grab my son, pull him off the bully, and look at his face. To my surprise he was not crying but had a very different look on his face; a look I didn’t quite understand. Suddenly I felt confusion as not only was my son not crying, but neither was the bully. I then looked to my right and saw that it was my little girl on the floor crying.
I scooped up my second child and asked what happened. My little girl said “daddy that boy (the bully) pushed me down and jumped on me”. At the answer my mood went from concerned/confusion to down right funny/proudness.
My son saw his sister was getting hurt and jumped into protect her.
I still laugh when I think about my son, half the size of the bully, standing over him pounding his head into the wall. This was the first time I didn’t get onto my son for being aggressive, but let him know how grateful I was that he protected his sister.
I am grateful for children who love their siblings and refer to them as “my best friend”.
Happy Thanksgiving!
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