Monday, October 6, 2008

The picnic, and other news

The picnic was fun yesterday. The kids ate hotdogs and cupcakes, well, Hamza had a cupcake and Bilal had the frosting! There was a moonwalk and some other rides for the kids. Bilal went on a little carousel, that went round and round in a pretty tight circle. Fortunately I had the presence of mind to stand next to him; within a minute or two he was getting so dizzy that he couldn't even sit upright on the horse anymore. Needless to say he didn't want to go for another ride. He did have a fun time watching kids playing in the ball pit although he didn't want to get in himself.


My broken car window has been taken care of, I got it repaired today. This evening I realized that the garage door opener which was clipped on my visor is also missing. That means that whoever took the GPS has our home address (programmed into it), and our garage opener! I have that nervous sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach now. I have emailed the manufacturer; I'm sure we can find a way to deactivate the door opener. I am also going to call the Birmingham police tomorrow to let them know.

Life with Bilal has been getting rough. I have had so many moments when I could pull my hair out lately. I am sure this wasn't my life when Safa and Hamza were toddlers. He is getting more dramatic by the day, and today hurled himself down on to the ground in a supermarket parking lot. I had given him the option of holding hands or being carried. Well he opted for running away from me so I had to pick him up kicking, and screaming and pinching. I have almost mastered the skill of carrying him just far enough away from the rest of my body that I mostly escape his attacks, but it's not easy. I firmly put him in his car seat, buckled him in and in a moment he was all smiles, singing 'Old MacDonald had a farm' at the top of his lungs. So wild, yet so cute. It is amazing how he can switch between his Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde personalities in less than a heartbeat. He had another meltdown at the dinner table when he insisted he wanted an ice cube from the pitcher. The one I gave him directly from the freezer just wasn't good enough for him.

After his bath he was a sweetheart all the way until bedtime. We had a little cuddle in the rocker and he asked to go into the crib. So I put him in the crib and less than five minutes later he was calling for me, asking for a "tuddow" (cuddle). So I picked him up and we rocked for a little while longer, then he went back down. This is becoming a habit. He insists on lying in the crib, I kiss him goodnight and leave and he calls me back because he's changed his mind and wants a longer cuddle after all. Keeps me on my toes, and running up and down the stairs gives me a pretty good workout.

Snuggling with his bears before bedtime. Note 'Aloha Pooh', dressed up by Safa


Hamza ready for bed too, holding his tattered white blankie. This is the one he has snuggled with, slept with, drooled on and wiped his face on since he was a baby.

2 comments:

The Portas said...

Awwww, that's so cute that Hamza has a blankie, too. And I'm with you on the Jekyll/Hyde thing. One second Elijah is hurling objects at my head and the next, he is giggling and being silly. What a fun age! :)

Amyacl said...

Oh, the toddler days - I know those are coming soon for us too! I guess it's just part of growing up...

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