Friday, January 26, 2007

Lunchies


Went with a friend and her 2 kids to one of our favorite museums. It has a huge indoor open area in which to run with a fountain to make it interesting and a nice sized indoor play space filled with toys for kids. We thought it would make a great outing and also serve us well in the 20 degree day. She takes them into the City much more than I and they have a whole routine we got to experience. We stopped at a Starbucks for kids hot chocolate. I had no idea. They actually make hot chocolate in these little cups and it's supposed to be much cooler than adult hot chocolate. Eddie drank a whole kid sized cup (fashioned from mine) in a regular cup and didn't spill a drop. I was so proud.

At the museum, Ed stuck pretty close to home the whole time, chosing to sit right by me. As we sat there, I watched the difference in how kids play, how their parents react to when their kids do something wrong (ignore, address and forget, or enforce) and then I heard a word that made my head spin: lunchies. Around 12:30 all the parents started gathering their kids for lunch and these parents, both of them were using 'lunchies' and other baby talk words to converse with their kids.

We passed over a nanny because she used baby talk with Eddie and I just couldn't stomach it. I wonder at what point these parents transition to normal words and how difficult it is for the kids to unlearn 'lunchies'.

Speaking of lunch, Eddie is eating like a teenager. At breakfast I was starved and relized too late I gave him an insanely large bowl of cereal. He ate the whole thing. Then he asked for seconds AND thirds. For lunch, he ate an entire peanut butter and jelly sandwhich and 1/2 a banana. I know sleeping a lot (which he's been doing) and eating a lot are signs of a growth spurt. At this rate, he's going to shoot through size 2T and move straight to 3T. I suppose if he were really eating like a teenager, he would have gone through 6 sandwhichs and several pieces of fruit. He sat at the table in a regular chair, I'm not sure he could peer over the top of the table, but he kept pulling down pieces of sandwhich to eat, it was really cute.

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