tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4665674616465398480.post4511095692813323417..comments2023-10-24T04:07:58.604-07:00Comments on Ministry Of Mum: My Top Five Child MilestonesClairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07519575630036673663noreply@blogger.comBlogger21125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4665674616465398480.post-58113798584326467492012-05-18T08:36:34.975-07:002012-05-18T08:36:34.975-07:00Maybe the first time they can read the 'Sky...Maybe the first time they can read the 'Sky' TV menu and tell you what's on next!!!?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4665674616465398480.post-76030307678637813102012-05-16T14:11:19.224-07:002012-05-16T14:11:19.224-07:00love this,my favourite is when they can answer the...love this,my favourite is when they can answer the telephone,especially a cold caller,works a treattracynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4665674616465398480.post-13267831312990225882012-05-16T11:51:40.441-07:002012-05-16T11:51:40.441-07:00I was going to say when they learn to tidy up afte...I was going to say when they learn to tidy up after themselves, but my husband is 46 and there's still no sign of him meeting this milestone any time soon, so there isn't much hope for my kidsAnonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12117249594444297964noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4665674616465398480.post-87561121355882817852012-05-16T09:22:45.609-07:002012-05-16T09:22:45.609-07:00You've pipped me to the post with the remote c...You've pipped me to the post with the remote control one. Getting them to tie their shoe laces was a huge relief I seem to recall. My eldest is 11 so I am counting the days until she is 16 gets her licence and can drive me about. She is very sensible and it will be fun to have a chauffeur.MommyHeadachehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03924035710478459520noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4665674616465398480.post-61912444722172429562012-05-16T05:28:47.671-07:002012-05-16T05:28:47.671-07:00I absolutely love this and you should totally re-w...I absolutely love this and you should totally re-write the red book. My son now knows the numbers of all the channels likely to contain kids' programmes and that has saved me endless trips from various parts of the house (makes our terraced house sound massive) to change the channel. My next mission is to get him wiping his own arse as that will save masses of trips upstairs (oh for a downstairs toilet) and "might heave" moments first thing. Also need to get 2yo to watch TV as she ignores it completely and this means I get NO PEACE at all.mummylawyerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03331204653106400534noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4665674616465398480.post-24869445397346925342012-05-16T05:27:49.742-07:002012-05-16T05:27:49.742-07:00I'm adding a page to my son's book with th...I'm adding a page to my son's book with those milestones. Much more memorable. Especially the one about bring able to buckle themselves into their carseats.<br /><br />My son's first word was tickle, followed by an evil chuckle as he discovered his boys bits. That's not going in his book, it's going in the memory bank for his 21st.workingwomenaushttp://workingwomenaustralia.com.aunoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4665674616465398480.post-19651447674574882052012-05-16T03:53:34.146-07:002012-05-16T03:53:34.146-07:00Those are the best milestones ever! I so wish I ha...Those are the best milestones ever! I so wish I had thought of them! The kids getting their own breakfast was a biggy for me too, those extra minutes in bed were wonderful. The latest milestone, was my youngest getting his driver's licence, he loves running errands for me because he can go by himself. Off to the store he goes for bread, milk, even picking up my prescriptions. The downside, I needed the car at 6am this morning, and he had taken it to rowing. Thus I am now texting him every ten minutes, waiting for him to get off the water and bring the damn car home, yes, we are a one car family with 5 drivers.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4665674616465398480.post-33297950602937532492012-05-16T01:11:46.347-07:002012-05-16T01:11:46.347-07:00My Charlie is an eating machine, his learning to g...My Charlie is an eating machine, his learning to get his own snack has resulted in no food ever in the house, a lock on the freezer,the removal of the fruit bowl and endless stressful trips to the supermarket. He thinks nothing of eating five bananas in a row, he can get a whole bunch of grapes in his mouth and says things like, "I don't really like....but if I swallow it whole, I can't taste it". Friends have been known to go shopping especially because he is coming round for tea, I have been asked to bring fruit and one of my friends has even named him the locust. I have phrases that I say often, "this is the period of the day where there is no eating", "we are currently in between meals" and the far more exasperated "just stop eating" "get out of my kitchen". He eats the ingredients whilst I'm cooking, I can get things out of the fridge, come back and he's had them. And he doesn't just eat food, he eats books, paper, fabric, toys,water bottles, marbles, Lego and goodness only knows what from the garden<br /> <br />This huge amount of eating results in a huge amount of poo, I am eternally grateful that he has learnt to wipe his own bum and can not wait until he learns to flush the toilet, especially at other people's housesSusie Basshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07046166398632226398noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4665674616465398480.post-79752427717164552422012-05-15T14:49:06.287-07:002012-05-15T14:49:06.287-07:00Love these, though number 1 is my fav. Eldest can ...Love these, though number 1 is my fav. Eldest can do all 5... and as soon as the other two can uts plain sailing right?Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14736778079371937674noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4665674616465398480.post-48025214670871865362012-05-15T14:09:44.957-07:002012-05-15T14:09:44.957-07:00You need to parent that!You need to parent that!Clairehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07519575630036673663noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4665674616465398480.post-23727595977474249082012-05-15T14:09:03.948-07:002012-05-15T14:09:03.948-07:00They don't do this yet. But I do.They don't do this yet. But I do.Clairehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07519575630036673663noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4665674616465398480.post-70084081859526492302012-05-15T14:08:23.626-07:002012-05-15T14:08:23.626-07:00Go to search box on my blog and put anti-crafts, t...Go to search box on my blog and put anti-crafts, this will explain whyClairehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07519575630036673663noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4665674616465398480.post-45329920333620094592012-05-15T14:07:34.146-07:002012-05-15T14:07:34.146-07:00Then show your Health Visitor. She'll be impre...Then show your Health Visitor. She'll be impressedClairehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07519575630036673663noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4665674616465398480.post-90847635106563425092012-05-15T14:07:01.575-07:002012-05-15T14:07:01.575-07:00Vera's DIED?!
Love these btwVera's DIED?!<br />Love these btwClairehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07519575630036673663noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4665674616465398480.post-42835794818978556532012-05-15T13:50:55.053-07:002012-05-15T13:50:55.053-07:00These are ace! H is slowly learning to use the Ti...These are ace! H is slowly learning to use the TiVo remote and got a Peppa Pig DVD for his birthday a couple of weeks ago so if we want some extra time in bed we stick the DVD on. The only problem is at the end of each episode he turns the TV off as he STILL hasn't realised there is over an hour's worth of episodes on the DVD. Seriously, how long does it take to realise?! *yawn*Mummy Glitzerhttp://mummyglitzer.wordpress.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4665674616465398480.post-15388081369825862922012-05-15T13:41:33.197-07:002012-05-15T13:41:33.197-07:00Ha ha ha.. "Bloody hell" you crack me up...Ha ha ha.. "Bloody hell" you crack me up... I would have to add.. Helping themselves to daddy's money to buy what they want.. (2yr old, wants a pink phone, takes all pound coins, no coppers) lolShoeydeehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00471528624869599167noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4665674616465398480.post-90536315807316332562012-05-15T13:36:59.884-07:002012-05-15T13:36:59.884-07:00Brilliant! My kids took ages to get remote sussed,...Brilliant! My kids took ages to get remote sussed, but are now completely au fait with Sky+ - hooray! Eldest is nearly 11 and still can't do up laces, but at that age I figure it's his fault, not mine. Love that you are anti- craft. Me too. But you're not supposed to sat it out loud, might get struck down by the organic goddess of yummy-mummydom.SarahMummyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04103870858666628645noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4665674616465398480.post-23919376347001422772012-05-15T13:34:21.060-07:002012-05-15T13:34:21.060-07:00Genius! I am writing these into my red book now - ...Genius! I am writing these into my red book now - glad mine isn't the only sweary toddler!ATO Mumhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13283109498023417784noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4665674616465398480.post-57601255180088627812012-05-15T13:24:33.615-07:002012-05-15T13:24:33.615-07:00Brilliant! I think mine would be:
1. First word (t...Brilliant! I think mine would be:<br />1. First word (totally convinced it was "bye bye" when Eldest was five months old. Not to a real person. It was when Vera Duckworth died on Coronation Street)<br />2. Eldest becoming middle class (threw major half-hour tantrum, aged two, about having to go to Tesco rather than Waitrose)<br />3. First swearing, obvs (Youngest didn't want nappy changed so Daddy muttered something about "well, you'll have to just sit in sh*t". Cue morning of Youngest dancing round the house chanting "sit in sh*t! sit in sh*t!")<br />4. Youngest (almost 3 now) watching Star Wars two days ago and announcing "I want be on dark side". I've always known this, somehow. <br />5. Eldest working out what mummy does at work (while playing at being mummy. "I at work now. I at 'puter. These people so annoying, I go home now!" So accurate! How does he know??)Glosswitchhttp://glosswatch.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4665674616465398480.post-47695163835574366692012-05-15T13:18:36.456-07:002012-05-15T13:18:36.456-07:00Haaaa! I remember saying "Fuck" for the ...Haaaa! I remember saying "Fuck" for the first time and trying to convince my dad that I had no idea what it meant!Clairehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07519575630036673663noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4665674616465398480.post-32882370574557330902012-05-15T13:10:04.241-07:002012-05-15T13:10:04.241-07:00I love this, real notes by a real parent, rather t...I love this, real notes by a real parent, rather than the fantasy parent we are all meant to be. And on the subject of 'bloody hell'. One of my earliest memories is of sitting in the back of my mum's car (no seat belts) trying desperately to convince her that I had said "blue-dy hell" and not "bloody hell". She didn't believe me. I got told off... it was only years later I realised the injustice of having been chastised by the person most likely to have taught me the damn phrase!!!!mother.wife.mehttp://www.motherwifeme.comnoreply@blogger.com