Toddler meltdown

Some of the things that made Moki upset this afternoon:
-Cinderella didn't appear on the screen as soon as I put the TV on
-I jokingly pretended to put her pyjamas on Benny
-She wanted me to cool her milk down in the microwave
-I told her I wouldn't drag her bed into the kitchen

Toddlers are like homeless people

In some ways Moki's a lot like a crazy homeless person: she collects trash when we're out on the walk, she pees and poos in public places and she'll only take a bath if someone runs it for her. In addition to this, I'm just witnessing her stuffing her face with yesterday's cold rice from a styrofoam delivery box.

Facebook is actually fun

My mum's been using Facebook for a couple of years now. She's been enjoying it a lot more recently because she finally discovered the newsfeed.

Being optimistic

One good thing about a screaming baby in the car is that you can be pretty sure that he's still alive.

Irrational fears

One of my biggest fears was that Bibbo wasn't going to enjoy watching YouTube. I'm happy to announce that the fear was completely irrational. Piles and piles of laundry, here I come!

How to spend the afternoon

"We need to do something I like first! And I like bogies!" (Moki on our afternoon plans - I'm not sure what exactly she wanted us to do but we're not doing it)

Being a parent means... I.

Being a parent means ordering your toddler to save the last biscuit for her brother just so you can later eat it yourself.

Oktoberfest with kids

The final score of going to the Oktoberfest with kids is not that much different from getting drunk there - I got home with a broken shoe, ripped tights and some puke on my shirt. The only difference is that I actually noticed it.

How to make mama feel very uncomfortable

Moki talking to an American lady:
-You have a big belly!
-Yes, that's my trousers and my zipper, see?
-And this? (poking at her belly)
-That's my body.
-You have a baby up there?
-Not this time.
(I was lost for words, I just wanted the whole thing to stop)

Trilingual (or nonelingual)

Moki H. (almost 3): "You not skinut my majicu off and then kommt znoj in my head!"

Amazing manipulation

When I picked Moki up from Kindergarten today she didn't want to talk to me, instead she just kept shouting and screaming. When she finally calmed down a bit, I asked her what was wrong. "I talk later, when we have ice-cream", she said. So I guess we're having ice-cream then.

Mamma bear

I just had the longest stare-off with an old man who made a rude comment about Bibbo practicing his screaming. Even though there was a lot of anger in the old man's stare, the exhaustion, intolerance and overall negativity which I generously projected, made him look away first. Which was good because I was starting to feel awkward and probably would have apologised if he had said anything to me.

Jingle bells in September

The only way I was able to get Moki

out of the house without a tantrum was by allowing her to wear her ski gloves and a scarf. It's supposed to be up to 25 degrees today and she was happily singing "Jingle bells" on the way.

Impressing the older crowd

Moki was trying to play with a group of seven year old girls who were using the climbing frame and ignoring her. She kept jumping around them, shouting "Look at me, I can do it! Look at me, I can do it!" After a while, they finally made room for her. She couldn't do it.

Rules of the game

Moki playing hide-and-seek: "You hide under the bed, mama, and I find you!"
Moki playing chase: "You need to be slow, mama, so I can easily catch you!"
The rules are there to be followed.

How do you know you're a grown-up?

You know you're a grown-up woman when you don't ask your friend to go to the bathroom with you in a restaurant.

Co-sleeping's dangerous

In my opinion, co-sleeping's dangerous and it ruins children's sleep cycle. Every night when I see Bibbo asleep in our bed, I feel the uncontrollable need to squeeze him hard and pinch his cute chubby cheeks. It really disturbs his sleep.

We don't like people

"Mama, you can't be in the lounge because we don't like people" said Moki as she closed the door of the lounge where she and her friend were playing. Fair enough.

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A puppet show

We went to see a puppet show. "I am Moki, this is my mama. My Dada is with Bibbo. And where's Klara, mama? I don't know where Klara is!" said Moki to the guy who asked us in which name we reserved the tickets. He didn't understand a word.

Moki investigating the stage

Big sister's words of wisdom I

"Bibbo, this is reading book, not eating book!"