A time for change2 May , 2012
I love love love these photos of Nicola!😀 This is what happens when I tell her not to climb on the rocks (Hellooo! have I mentioned the TWO scorpions we’ve found in the cottage already?!). In the first photo she returns the favour by telling me what she thinks I should be doing or not doing, in the case, “Mamma, moenie vir my se^ om nie op die klippe te klim nie. Kom sit jou boude hier.” (add pointing to the exact spot where she thinks I may be able to fit my bottom onto). And the second photo is her just ignoring me and enjoying herself doing whatever she was going to do anyway. It’s very frustrating when she does that,😆 but I love that she has that streak actually.
Anyhoo, on to the actual topic at hand:
We had a good, and mostly peaceful looong weekend. You already know about our monthly shopping trip and it’s adventures that happened on Friday. We spent most of our weekend with my parents, in between doing laundry and just catching up with a few things around the house.
The one thing worthy of mention was the upgrading from baby seat to booster seat which did not go well. At all. The reason for the switch was that the pink terrorist has found it increasingly easy to get her arms loose from the constraints of the baby seat and it kind of defeats the purpose if you’re not going to be using it properly I think. In theory the baby seat should be able to convert to a booster seat more or less at the weight category where we find ourselves now anyway and be good for another 10kg at least (which is kind of why I bought that particular one to begin with). Ha! The conversion is not as easy as the flyer would have you believe, and secondly the normal safety belt now has to go into a special little gap in the bottom of the booster seat while the child is squirming and kicking (and let’s not forget screaming!) at the same time as you’re trying to get it to go in there and align with the buckle from both ends of the car on your own without losing your patience or your mind (or your ability to hear). Then once you actually have all the belts buckles and holes aligned and your daughter safely strapped in she doesn’t stop complaining, screaming and crying about it until you take it off again…*sigh* Initially I optimistically thought that it was just one of those things that she’d have to get used to. I’m 33 and I still don’t like safety belts – but I wear them cause it’s the law and it keeps my head out of the windscreen if or when I have an accident – so that’s that. She’s allowed to hate it, but it’s still happening.
But then I remembered that my mom recently bought this little thingamajigger which might work a bit better, and really by this time I was willing to try anything because the adjustment and acceptance phase of the process was not forthcoming from Nicola at all. It’s a sleeve that fits over a normal safety belt which keeps the little person strapped/trapped in safely but keeps the belt away from their throat area which I suppose is the main idea of the booster seat in any case? We tried it…2 minutes of moaning and then peace. On the second trip, 1 minute of complaining and then peace. And this morning, which was our fourth trip…not a squeek and actual pleasant chatter like we used to have. It looks like we have a winner. Thank goodness! (and I’m not saying that lightly)
And so that marks the passing of yet another phase for us. No more baby seat – she really is a little girl now.
The other thing that happened yesterday was that for a big part of the day Nicola refused to wear a nappy (or pants for that matter, but we’ll work on getting those on again – the nappy we actually want to get rid of). It didn’t go completely accident free, but if she wants to potty train herself I’m all for it. I warned the teacher this morning what she might be in for and I packed extra clothes just in case. Keep your fingers crossed – this could be it.😀
That’s about all I have for you today. I’ll do my to-do list update in a bit, promise.😉