My Daily "Toddler Talk"

One of my favorite parts of the day is picking up my children from daycare. Now, you’d think this is the case because their faces light up as they shriek in pleasure, then they sprint into my arms and give me lung (well, neck) crushing hugs and slobbery, snotty kisses.

Okay, maybe this is the best part.

But the second best part is pulling a little colored piece of paper off my daughters’ hook… the Toddler Talk.

This brightly colored paper gives me a rundown of Lily’s day; what she ate, how she slept and generally how she feels, giving me wonderful insight into how my night is going to go:

• Slept only 30 minutes = tantrum before bed
• Ate ‘some’ of her meals = tantrum before dinner
• Today I felt… Happy/Sad/Sick/Tired/Quiet/Other____ = at home she’ll feel the opposite, turning her teachers into absolute liars.

Luckily, today Lily slept 2 hours, ate all her food and was “Other - Thoughtful.” Huh?

Anyway, I started to think… wouldn’t it be totally awesome if I could walk through the door and hand my husband my ‘Toddler Talk’.

So here we go:

• Name: Tawn Anderson
• Date: 9/9/10
• Teacher: (More like boss… though I refuse to name anyone as a means of job security)

Today I Ate:

• Breakfast: All, and felt tired and bloated for hours afterwards cause I really didn’t need that bagel.
• A.M. Snack: All, and yes, I’m considering my Chai Latte a morning snack. 
• Lunch: Some, wolfed down my sandwich, but was late to a meeting so my fries went cold - probably shouldn’t have ordered fries anyway.
• P.M. Snack: All, but to give me some credit… how doesn’t one finish a handful of Tootsie Rolls and a few bite size candy bars?

Toileting

• Wet___ Dry___ (We’ll just skip this part, but have no fear, I’m trained.)
• Tries___ Successes __15+__ (Okay, I'm going to look at this a little differently. But if I counted all my ‘tries’ and their outcomes, I’d probably never try anything again. So I’m choosing to only count success (outside the loo). There, my deep moment of this blog.)

Today I felt:

• Happy (for the most part), Sad (when I missed my friend) and Tired (after a day of being in the corporate world with corporate people going to corporate meetings.)

At Nap I slept:

• Nap? What’s a nap? I think that must be the same thing as ‘free time,’ a concept I’ve heard of, but never actually experienced since becoming a Mom.

Skills I practiced:

• Fine Motor: Typing endlessly on a computer
• Cognitive: Ummmm, I know I must’ve done something where I had to think. 
• Gross Motor: I actually walked 2 blocks to get my Chai Latte
• Other: I rolled my desk chair all the way to my co-worker's cube without standing up!

Something special about my day:

• I came home to a wonderful husband, an energetic Kindergartner, a giggly toddler and a ton of slobbery, snotty, kisses.

Now that’s special!