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My Kid Don’t Need to Brush His Teeth

Ever tried teaching a new thing to your kid?

There was a time; our time when we were kids, and our parents just need to say something and we used to do it, without asking why; well, this is not that time.

So, if you are asking your kid to do something, they will come up with at the very least 10001 million questions, asking why they should do it. Problem is you have to convince them for every question asked.

One slip and you lost the opportunity. 😦 

Start all over again.

My Kid Don't Need to Brush His Teeth
My Kid Don’t Need to Brush His Teeth

Today, I am not telling story of, how I teach my kids to brush their teeth, but instead, how they counter me in not doing so.

It was again Otu, my baby boy, with his deep thoughtful ‘whys’.

Otu just don’t like water. Not at all.

To the extent that he don’t want to wash his face or take bath.

But if you want to brush your teeth you have to touch water.

So how to come out of it.

Here is the full story.

My Kid Don't Need to Brush His Teeth
My Kid Don’t Need to Brush His Teeth

One day he decided, that he will not do brush.

I retaliated with, “If you will not do brush all the germs from your mouth will go in your tummy and make you sick. So, you need to do brush every morning.

he thought for a moment then –

Mamma. Mamma. Look at me.

See there are germs in my mouth. (showing his big cookie monster mouth)

Now, my germs are going down my neck like this (gesturing with his hands), and now they are coming into my tummy.

From my tummy they are going down in my pee pee (you know what it is).”

He rushed to bathroom. Peed. Came running.

My Kid Don't Need to Brush His Teeth
My Kid Don’t Need to Brush His Teeth

Mamma I did pee pee (pee), and all my germs are gone. They all are flushed away. See, no germs now. “

See, Mamma, I don’t have to brush my teeth. Only do pee pee.” 

Does anyone have Superman Eggs?

 

Have you ever tried to feed healthy food to a toddler? If yes than you can totally relate to this post; even if you are lucky enough to not yet have faced this super challenging situation in life, do read on. It’s always good to learn strategy of enemy.

As you all know by now(if you are a regular to my blog), that I have three kids under 4 years of age. When you have not one but three kids, it is almost a daily routine that one or the other kid is not happy with what food you have cooked for them. So unless it’s a pizza or a burger or any junk food; you will find someone complaining.

No problem.

Being a mommy made you thick. So no whining or big teary eyes can melt you when it comes to feeding healthy food to your babies.

Problem.

Kids are getting smarter. So instead of trying that cute innocent face with a big teary NO on their face; they are trying logic. And believe me you can never win over a 4-year old when it comes to logic.

Does anyone have Superman Eggs?
Does anyone have Superman Eggs?

Cutting the chase, my son Otu, who I guess is the opposite of Google (always asking weird questions); was super fascinated with Superman. He goes through these phases very often. Last time I checked he was Police.

Now he is a superman, wearing a cape and all, and thankfully no underwear over his pants. Phew!

I prepared a typical daily meal with roti, daal, vegetables and rice. Now the difficult part begins.

Except Otu, rest of the kids are on dining table eating peacefully.

Me: Otu, come here. Your food is on table.

Otu: (after giving a ‘you are not good enough for me’ kind of look to food)

Mamma, I will not eat this food.

Me: Why? What is wrong with this food?

Otu: I am Superman and superman don’t eat this food.

(smart huh!)

Me: really? Who told you that?

Otu: Mamma, I am Superman. (emphasizing on superman).

I know what Superman eats.

Me: Ok. So, tell me what Superman eats. I will make it for you.

Otu: Superman eats eggs. Superman Eggs. (with a big gesture as if eggs are not superman’s but of a dinosaur)

Now, it was my turn to play smart. So, I wrapped an egg in a napkin, like a nest holding an egg; and I showed it to him.

Me: Look, I found one Superman egg. You want to eat this one?

Otu: Mamma, this is not Superman Egg.

Me: What? This is a Superman Egg. Look it came all wrapped up like this.

Otu: Mamma, Superman egg fly like superman. It flies like this. (gesturing flying with his hands)

Me: but, this can fly too.

(Now I was flying that Super Egg with my hands just like a paper plane.)

Otu: Mamma! You are holding it.

Let it fly. Like Superman flies.

Me: You don’t need food. You are a true Superman.

 

PS: Now, Otu is a Soldier. So, he is eating non flying eggs. 

 

 

Crocheted Baby Booties and Caps

Crocheted Baby Booties and Caps
Crocheted Baby Booties and Caps
Crocheted Baby Booties and Caps
Crocheted Baby Booties and Caps

Crochet – Ottoman / Bean Bag

Ottoman / Bean Bag
Tisha Singh with crocheted Ottoman / Bean Bag

 

Ottoman / Bean Bag
Ottoman / Bean Bag