Fever! when you kiss me, fever when you hold me tight
Daniel's been staying at home for two days now because he's sick. He woke up with a high fever on wednesday and couln't of course go to daycare. He didn't have a fever during the day today. The funny and a little scary thing about him is, that you can't see when he's sick. He babbles away the same way as usual and eats and plays well. But he talks silly. Two examples from today.
1. I read a bedtime story for him and said wow, you're warm. Daniel: really? Mom: Yeah, you have a fever. Daniel: No, I got burnt in the sun. Did I get brown?
You should know that before we discovered he had a fever again, we were talking about going to daycare tomorrow. And we were talking about Nicholas other younger brother, Samuels birthday party. That party is also tomorrow. If Daniel is sick, he can't go. So obviously, he is NOT sick. Just brown=warm.
2. I gave Daniel a goodnight kiss on his cheek one too many times. Daniel: No, you are not allowed to give me a kiss. Mom: But I want to. Daniel: No. You can kiss somebody else, some other adult. Like daddy. Daddy is good at kissing.
1. I read a bedtime story for him and said wow, you're warm. Daniel: really? Mom: Yeah, you have a fever. Daniel: No, I got burnt in the sun. Did I get brown?
You should know that before we discovered he had a fever again, we were talking about going to daycare tomorrow. And we were talking about Nicholas other younger brother, Samuels birthday party. That party is also tomorrow. If Daniel is sick, he can't go. So obviously, he is NOT sick. Just brown=warm.
2. I gave Daniel a goodnight kiss on his cheek one too many times. Daniel: No, you are not allowed to give me a kiss. Mom: But I want to. Daniel: No. You can kiss somebody else, some other adult. Like daddy. Daddy is good at kissing.
The art of persuasion
Earlier whenever something didn't go Daniels way, he told the person he held responsible for that, that he or she was not invited to his birthday party. We heard this comment a thousand times and both before and after his actual birthday party. Which we, by the way, were invited to dispite his threats. That was very kind of him, especially since we paid for the party.
Now he has started with a new thing. He's been thinking about death a lot and whenever he doesn't get something he wants, mostly when food and drinks are involved, he announces that if he doesn't get a cookie he will die.
Daniel and I went to the local grocery store to buy dinner stuff and he wanted a muffin. I told him no. As usual he told me that if he doesn't get it he would die. Since that or the whining about it didn't help, he gave up and said:" Bye mom, I'll die now". That did the trick, he got his muffin that day.
Now he has started with a new thing. He's been thinking about death a lot and whenever he doesn't get something he wants, mostly when food and drinks are involved, he announces that if he doesn't get a cookie he will die.
Daniel and I went to the local grocery store to buy dinner stuff and he wanted a muffin. I told him no. As usual he told me that if he doesn't get it he would die. Since that or the whining about it didn't help, he gave up and said:" Bye mom, I'll die now". That did the trick, he got his muffin that day.
Tourist in Finland
We visited Tuuri in Finland last summer. There's this big mall type of thing created by Keskinen brothers literally in the middle of freaking nowhere. Daniel was naturally bored out of his mind. I on the other hand spent way too much money. It's a good thing my mother was there and paid for lunch, so we lived to tell about it... Daniels aunt Heli - my sister- was there too for good company. The horse shoe is some kind of symbol for the place and the only fun thing according to Daniel together with the wishing well. I don't know if it's because he's a kid or the fact that he's a boy that he doesn't get the beauty and fun of shopping. A combination of the two maybe... He didn't get to make a wish either cause I spent all my money... Evil, I know. But a valuable lesson in how to not spend your money on silly things like wishing wells. It's way better to buy bowls and socks and cds and wine bottle openers. Right? Am I convincing anyone? Just trying to make myself feel better about the stupid wishing well...And yes, next summer when we go there again, we WILL toss a coin in the wishing well and make a wish.
Son of a monkey and God
We were at our friends sons birthday party last weekend. William turned 5 and naturally we celebrated this with cake and soda. Daniel had a blast as always playing with his best friend (who hopefully moves closer to us any year now). Wiliam has a sister who is a year younger than Daniel, Ellen. The boys don't always want to have her around, so she came to the kitchen with us adults. We were talking and playing with marbles with her for a while. Since she's a kid, she thinks that she decides everything and so she made up the rules. She only rolled the marbles to me and not to Marc. So after a while Marc pretended to get upset and left the room stomping his feet. Ellen laughed at him and said that he walked just like a monkey. It kind of did look like that.
Daniel is using more and more Finnish words. I talk to him in Finnish basically all the time. But so far he has always answered back in Swedish. He understands almost everything I say in Finnish and Marc has started to pick up some Finnish as well. I get to enjoy Daniels language mix the most, since so far I'm the only trilangual one in our family. It just sounds funny when he starts a sentence in Swedish, throws in a couple of Finnish words and finishes off with Swedish again. This morning on our way to daycare Daniel was asking me stuff and I answered in Finnish and he repeated the words I said. So when we got out of the car I told him how proud I was of him for being so good in Finnish. He got really proud and gave me a high five. So at the day care he saw a poster with a magnifying glass and for some reason he thought that was really funny. He put his hands on his cheeks and laughed and said Mama God. If you think about it Oh my god kind of sounds like that. But do four year old kids really use that phrase?
Daniel is using more and more Finnish words. I talk to him in Finnish basically all the time. But so far he has always answered back in Swedish. He understands almost everything I say in Finnish and Marc has started to pick up some Finnish as well. I get to enjoy Daniels language mix the most, since so far I'm the only trilangual one in our family. It just sounds funny when he starts a sentence in Swedish, throws in a couple of Finnish words and finishes off with Swedish again. This morning on our way to daycare Daniel was asking me stuff and I answered in Finnish and he repeated the words I said. So when we got out of the car I told him how proud I was of him for being so good in Finnish. He got really proud and gave me a high five. So at the day care he saw a poster with a magnifying glass and for some reason he thought that was really funny. He put his hands on his cheeks and laughed and said Mama God. If you think about it Oh my god kind of sounds like that. But do four year old kids really use that phrase?
Saying what?
Today when I picked up Daniel at daycare I got stopped by two teachers before I even saw Daniel. Both of them were really eager on telling me how he was dirty because he was playing in a sand pit with water. The teachers said that maybe it would have been better if he had his rain gear on so he wouldn't get that dirty. Yeah, maybe. But apparently when they thougt about it, it was already too late. I get it that they have a lot of kids to look after, but am still a little annoyed. He has another set of clothes at daycare. How long had he been sitting in that puddle of mud before I came? Was there no time what so ever to go inside, have him change into another set of clothes and put the puddle-of-mud-protection-gear on? Anyways. Stupid as I am, I didn't say that out loud, I joked something about him always being in a puddle of mud or laying down in the sand box. He loves that stuff. And I don't mind him doing that. As long as he's wearing the stuff he's supposed to be wearing. So I got him and when the teachers saw him they both commented " oh, how muddy you got, Daniel".
(The kid in the picture is almost as muddy as Daniel was, but it's not him.)
So I went inside to do what the teachers should have done. I washed him off and put clean clothes on him. As we were putting his clothes on, one of the teachers told me how impressed she was with Daniel. She thinks he has an advanced vocabulary. When they were doing carpentry, Daniel was working with a hand drill. He was looking at it and asked the teacher "why does this drill have a gearwheel?" A big word for a little guy. We see a future as an engineer or a rocket scientist. With a mud repelling outfit.
(The kid in the picture is almost as muddy as Daniel was, but it's not him.)
So I went inside to do what the teachers should have done. I washed him off and put clean clothes on him. As we were putting his clothes on, one of the teachers told me how impressed she was with Daniel. She thinks he has an advanced vocabulary. When they were doing carpentry, Daniel was working with a hand drill. He was looking at it and asked the teacher "why does this drill have a gearwheel?" A big word for a little guy. We see a future as an engineer or a rocket scientist. With a mud repelling outfit.
