Sunday, May 01, 2005

Goo Goo Ga Ga

Sophie Gene desperately needs a playmate. She wants to play and play all day and the truth is, I don't really want too. Don't get me wrong. At times, I love to play with her, but then there are moments when I just want to read my book or do the dishes or blog, or whatever, and she's pulling on my arm (or lately, HAIR) and saying, '"Play with me Mommy!" Now I know that the Readers Digest or whatever gagillionth Chicken Soup book are packed with heart warming stories about moms who stopped what they were doing, played with their kids, and it had some life renewing quality. Whatever. I do that every freaking day, and honestly, I just want some time to myself.

Her latest favorite is babies. You know the drill. We take turns being the baby, talking baby talk and crawling around while the other one provides blankies, bottles, diaper changes, and says "Coochie coochie coo." It is sweet, and the first 3 or 4 times we played, we had a blast. But now she's the freakin' playing babies Nazi. She barks orders like "Say 'goo goo ga ga,' and 'Now throw your bottle."

The other game we play all the time is Peter Rabbit and Mr. McGreggor. (Peter, she pronounces Pee-tah with a fab British accent just like the lady on the cartoon.) She comes up to me and says, "I'm eating your carrots!" Then I have to yell "Stop thief!" and "Come back" while she runs through the house screaming, "Oh no! I'll be baked in a pie!" loosing her shoes and coat and eventually running into the kitchen, which apparently is out of the garden and home free. Again, this is super darling but after a half hour or so, it kinda looses its luster.

So, I let her watch too much tv. I wish some sweet little 2 or three year old girl would move in close by, then they could take turns being Mr. McGreggor and saying "goo goo ga ga" and I could get something done once in a while without plugging her in to the tv, which I hate, but do all the time anyway.

That's it for today. The party yesterday for Janzen was a success. The Jaba the Hut cake was HILARIOUS and great, and I'll post some pictures of it as soon as my dad, the picture taker of the family, sends them to me.

Today's best thing about being a mom:
Well, while playing babies, it is kind of fun to be really difficult and demand my bottle and blanky and bear.

Today's worst thing about being a mom:
I'm really not sure what to do about her wanting to change my butt while we're playing babies. Even just for pretend, I feel like I'm at a point in my life when I really deserve to be treated like a big-girl in that respect.

5 comments:

NME said...

It sounds like you need to have another one!!!!

hazel said...

haaa!!! you are a big girl, and don't let any playing baby nazi tell you differently.

my son was similar when he was younger - only he wanted me to watch him and be the crowd as he played his own made-up tournaments for basketball, baseball, and hockey - all of which used a crumpled up piece of notebook paper as the ball/puck. he'd keep track of the stats and went through each player's performance meticulously. I like to PLAY sports, but not WATCH them, so this was difficult for me.

what I wish I had done was get him to a play group or find a friend for him to play with even if it meant driving to and from. because as he got older, because he never really had play dates, he became nervous about having people over and now, at 12, still has a tough time socializing outside school. (in school, he socializes so much that he gets in trouble.)

not that sophie is going to turn out that way, of course - but maybe a playdate is in order? (then - how do you find one??? it's tough.)

Missuz J said...

NME--Bite your tongue!!!

NME said...

Though I have half- and step-siblings, I grew up an only child and therefore had no playmates. My mom was great but two things I remember about my childhood are telling my mom I was bored all the time and her asking me to stop hanging on her. Thus my intention to have at least two - so they can entertain each other. Oh and fight over who will take care of me when I'm old.

Katy said...

I agree with NME, want more nieces and nephews! and Soph is so sweet who wouldn't you want 12 more just like her?? :) It would entertain her!