I Blew His Mind Away

The other day my son was sitting at my desk, next to the kitchen, as I was preparing him a sandwich.  He began singing a song about the months of the year that I remember singing in Kindergarten so I joined him.  His little eyes lit up and we sang the rest of the song together.  When we were done he asked me how I knew the song and I told him that I used to sing it in Kindergarten too.

Going Out With a Bang

Tomorrow is the first day of November.  Tomorrow Nicholas will be 5 years old.  As October closes (finally!) I sit back and look at the events of this month.

Destruction.

Nicholas has always been a well behaved child (for his age) and never really been destructive.  He has broken and destroyed things before but mostly in play or not knowing that he was causing damage.  This month has had more destruction than any other time in his life.

Pictures were edited to highlight damage

Ripped the screen.  For no reason and continued to inflict damage after being told not to.

The 'New' Playroom

It's 1:30am.  WTH am I doing up at this time??  Cleaning, that's what.  Hurricane Nicholas came through today will full force leaving behind a disaster zone that makes Katrina look mild.  These past couple of days have been rough, he's been acting way out of character for him and by the time he is in bed I have been too exhausted to attempt cleaning up.  Today I had a little extra energy, we had a surprisingly ok evening after his nap, so I went to work before FEMA has a chance to try and 'help.'  

Cleaning up, while it took almost an hour, was a breeze!!  All thanks to my new set up and system (yay!).  I didn't move too much of his things around but did take out my bookcases from the playroom (aka living room) which has left an incredibly nice space.  Moved a couple of things around and I have been incredibly satisfied with the result.  And since insomnia has kicked in, I shall tell you all about these changes.

The Play Kitchen

I just spent about 30 minutes picking up various play kitchen accessories.  And while this is not the first time, and not going to be the last time, I find myself thinking about why I got him this kitchen and (the very few) critics of my decision.  As I pick up I do not mind one bit.  It's one of those things that was a great decision.  Now let me tell you why (because I need positives today) :-P.

While I don't want to raise my kid genderless, I do believe in not holding him to his perceived gender.  He does have the boy trains and trucks and dinosaurs but he also has the girl baby doll with bottle.  He talks about castles and is currently obsessed with the colour pink.  The kitchen seemed to me pretty gender neutral.  Go to any restaurant and you'll notice most of the cooks are male.  On TV most chefs are male.  And if cooking was really such a 'girl' thing then men living alone would starve.

His kitchen