Friday, August 21, 2009

Nothing to See Here

There is not a whole lot going on in Stimeyland these days. There is mostly a lot of hanging out at the house and playing. Camp Stimey has gone back on hiatus. We're busy finishing up the math and reading packets Sam and Jack's school sent home over the summer.

We're also starting a new "Be Polite, Asshole" initiative. Although when I told my kids about it, I called it something else. We're cracking down on the munchkins in respect to manners and whining and tantrums. This is mainly in response to Sam's almost-eight-year-old attitude. It's not super fun.

We're also starting a "Stop Constantly Burping Before I Have to Puncture My Own Eardrums" campaign with Jack. He is experimenting with burping all the time. We were giving him time outs and telling him to stop and it didn't really work. So now, with the advice of his OT, we're ignoring it and when we catch him not burping, we're praising him. In her words, "It's going to get worse before it gets better." Awesome. And just so you know, the burping rubs up against every auditory sensory issue I have. My skin tries to crawl off every time I hear him burp and can't acknowledge it.

We don't really have a campaign with Quinn. Mostly we're just trying to break him of crying if we don't serve him a peanut butter and honey sandwich three times a day.

And there you have it. Whoo!

19 comments:

  1. From where I am the burping doesn't seem so bad. T has his hand in his pants 75% of the time!! Trying to ignore it too, except when he needs to wash so he can eat.

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  2. We have the burping. We have the (Who do you think you're talking to!?) attitude. We also have nail biting, I actually hate it more than the nose picking.

    One week, five days 'til first grade!!

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  3. Ha! W came home yesterday and said: "Jack can burp. alot." So I did some burping on demand. I am so awesome!

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  4. I wonder: does the be polite, asshole initiative work on grown ups, for example, a spouse?

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  5. Oooh, the almost-8-year old attitude. I know it well. Except now it's an almost 9-year old attitude. It's getting better here, though, I swear it is!

    And the burping? Yuck. Hope it fades soon, for your sake.

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  6. Sending you ear plugs and some virtua Xanax to take the edge off every time the burping erupts. Manners? Good luck. My mom gave my nieces a funny book about manners when they were little. It helped. Maybe they need reinforcement from someone/where beseides you & Alex?

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  7. we've had some major down-time here, too--

    the calm before the september storm?

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  8. We're seriously on the same demand campaigns. Foster is R-U-D-E rude! I am tired of it. Speak in full polite sentences buddy, and if you don't? You just don't get what you want. No do-overs.

    Sophie is our burper, at the wise old age of 4. She thinks burping is the epitome of table-time comedy. Her preK teacher is going to need to learn some deep breathing techniques.

    We're also on our life-long - stop putting non-food items in your fecking mouths campaign.

    I'm seeing a pattern - my campaign style is slightly less than effective...

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  9. Over here I've been working on training the kids to, whenever they're done eating, scrape their plates into the garbage, put their plates in the sink, and then get the sponge and wipe their spots at the table. And also working on saying, "please" when we want something, instead of just demanding it or saying, "I want!" sound like basic stuff, but over here we're kinda savages!

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  10. We have that "Be Polite, Asshole" initiative also going on at Casa Bump. The only reason I have implemented it is in a vain hope of not being called into the principal's office within the first week of school for what I imagine will be my daughter flipping the teacher the bird the first time he tells her to do something.

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  11. Oh I can't WAIT for my kids to take their rude selves to school.

    And Quinn can come here for a PB&H sammich any day! I eat them for lunch all the time!

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  12. Crap. NOW I find out all I had to do is burp in front of you at BlogHer to get under your skin??? Crap!

    *filing away for future torture*

    Hey. Did you get some cool mail from me?

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  13. LOVE the name of the initiative. Laughed audibly several times, which Paul pointedly ignored.

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  14. How old is Jack? I'm training my daughter's fiance'. He knows I don't like burping and belching because I told him the first time he did it in my house. "That isn't acceptable here young man." Would have been nice if his mom had taught him so I wouldn't have to - so it's a wonderful thing you're doing to work on that with Jack now!

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  15. Oh joy...this is what I think of as the end of summer doldrums...or that kids need a school schedule! We are experiencing this as well! Good luck!

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  16. Want to trade burping for random loud outbursts of nonsense talk? That's Joseph's auditory stimulation (or whatever the heck him OT called it) of choice. It just drives me freaking crazy and much like the burping, there's nothing we can do to stop it. Seriously, if you come up with a solution to the burping that works PLEASE pass it on.

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  17. I lived on pb&honey sandwiches in college - local coop made them on whole grain bread. yum.
    And now, with the Whole Foods debate ongoing, I recall that My Organic Market and maybe the coop (still) sell similar sandwiches. I may need to check 'em out...

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  18. When I was a in about second grade I figured out how to burp. I was proud until my mother told me that if I didn't stop she was taking me to the doctor to have my burper disconnected. Scary. I stopped.

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