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More Gems

We’ll have actual text again soon. Between wrapping up my job of 8 1/2 years and being ill, the creative fires are fizzling at present.
Simon isn’t fizzling at all. Last week, Matt took him to the grocery store. When Simon thanked the checkout clerk, as we have trained him to do and as he now [...]

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Simon has reeled off some truly amazing lines of late. Thing is, he’s reeled them out for Matt, and Matt has begun to feel weird about posting on “my blog”. It wasn’t supposed to be “my blog”, but my blog it has become.
So I’m going to dole these out one or two at a time, [...]

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The Non Sequitur

I’m not sure if this is a Simon thing or a little kid in general thing, but often Simon gives head-scratching answers to questions. It’s not so much that the answers are wrong or random, though both of things happen, so much as they are often in response to slightly different questions than what was [...]

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Child as Time Bomb

The set-up:
We’re in the car, on our way to school for the third time in five school days. (Heckuva winter we’re having.) We pass the intersection of Eleanor and Douglas. Matt says, “Who lives there, Simon?” And Simon says, “Michael and Danna doos” [that was phonetic, by the way, I can still sort-of spell]. And [...]

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Requited?

Thursday night, even as Simon was obviously happy to have me home, he had to draw his three-year-old line in the sand:
“Mommy, you’ve had enough hugs. You don’t need any more.”
Except I did!  I had been gone the better part of three days, and I missed him. But he made me laugh, in part because [...]

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Zingers

Simon had an unusually good and funny day yesterday. I don’t plan to recount the entire day, but I do want to get down the two lines he got off that made me laugh out loud before I forget.
The first came when I returned from a trip to Target and an errand on Bardstown Road. [...]

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For ages, Simon pronounced his own name “Si-moan” with equal nearly equal emphasis on each syllable so that it sounded just a tad different than the name “Simone”. It was adorable and mysterious: Whence came this Si-moan?
Nearly a year later, with Si-moan long behind us, Matt and I finally figured it out. I was pretending [...]

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The Disciplinarian

I’ve decided that if you want to know—really know—what you look like when you discipline your child, just watch him or her discipline a stuffed animal or doll. Over the last few days, Baby Bunny has been hitting and kicking Simon while they wrestle. He’s not trying to be mean; he just gets wound up [...]

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There’s an experience I’m sure all parents have had where your child says or does something, and you very sincerely wonder whether they understood or meant to do what it seems they did. With Simon, we get this all the time when it looks for all the world that he has “read” something. Did he [...]

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Architect of Demise

A year or so ago, my sister-in-law gave me a copy of Raising the Emotionally Intelligent Child, a method of child rearing—or more accurately a suite of tools to employ in child rearing—with clinically proven results. The notion behind the book is that kids need to learn to identify and understand their emotions if they [...]

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