Partners in Parenting

When I'm feeling frustrated and tired, there's one person who is likely feeling the same. When I'm happy, so is that person.

I shall talk about the young man I call my husband. Well, he looks pretty young I think.

I'm happy he's born with more muscles than me. Look at that picture of him lugging the kids up a slope. He does many more things that I'm not good at, like taking care of the laundry, boiling drinking water, vacuuming, and other stuff that require more muscles. Don't say this is an excuse, it's a REASON.

I'm happy that he's as happy as I am when the kids are happy. The picture of him pushing Queenie on the swing is a picture of him making her happy. And the girls know he loves them.

We share our frustration too. One of my most frustrating tasks, is getting Treasure to eat.  Just look at his irritated face.  I'm kind of sad for him at this point, but secretly happy I'm not the one feeding her at this point.

To sum up, parenting is a job that requires partners in love.  And I have found mine. 

A Sacrifice for the Team

Today, we forced Treasure to take a selfie with us. We literally forced her head into the frame. I just love this picture.  It tells so much. 

First, it shows that it is sometimes very hard to get Treasure to cooperate with us. She often has a different agenda from us.

Second, a selfie is worth forcing your child into.  One day, Treasure will look at this picture and see how much we value group shots (over her feelings). Ok, I'm laughing again! 

Third, sometimes we have to sacrifice our wants to achieve a group objective. A family is a team.  We must be willing to sacrifice our happiness for the team's good. I'm sure a selfie will do much good for the team. And yes, I'm laughing again!

Dear kids, I hope you learnt something. :)

For the moment

For the last few days, a culmination of Treasure's naughty moments have been driving me crazy!

I decided to snap shots of some naughty moments. 

The first is of her shouting at me to throw my phone to her.  Look at that defiant face.  So irritating!

The second is of her whining for me to give her my phone.  This is obviously part 2 of the first photo.

The third is of her crying after moses and I told her not to pick the filling of the bun with her fingers.

Looking at these photos now, they actually look cute.  You might not even understand how I could have gotten angry. But seriously, when you are trapped in the naughty moment with her, you can only see how bad she is.