Wednesday, March 30, 2011
Why I love the Ipad 2 among other things
Reasons why I love the Ipad 2 besides the fact that my kids probably can operate it better than me cause they were a little more up on the touch technology.
1. My first child
2. My third child
3. My second child
Four days this week, just as my eye lids were opening, I could hear a cling clang of the dishes being unloaded from the dishwasher and a smile crept over my face. Then about 7 minutes later, I knew Luke would come in my room, fully dressed with shoes ready for the day (by 7 a.m. mind you...yes I've gotten a bit lazy in the morning, no more early riser) and then come up and nudge me in my sleepy state saying, "Mom, Can I use your ipad? I've gotten dressed, made my bed, unloaded the dishes and read my scriptures?" And then I would say yes with my eyes barely open and he would say, "Thanks mom, you rock" or some other sort of positive affirmation and love. Its been nice.
Also, while Luke is a great baseball player (and will be the starting pitcher for Thursdays game, an amusement in itself), sports can be just a head game. Sometimes you just need to get out there and get it over with. While he can hit the ball fine, four games had passed and he hadn't taken a swing once. Not once. At first he was just walking a ton cause its kid pitch. So the coach would say, 'good eye Luke'. Just waiting for the perfect pitch, so much so that he got struck out twice and his last game. Nothing wrong with striking out, but not when I know how well he can hit. Just needs to get over some nerves. So....in comes the ipad bait. Luke had gotten detention (another story partly involving swatting a girl classmates behind) and had paid his dues, but still had some restrictions. So for Saturdays freezing 8 a.m. game I said, hey Luke if you get a hit, you can play the ipad. Guess what. Two great hits, 1 walk. Streak broken.
Also, Baylie, who is without preschool until the fall, is totally proficient and justs adds another carrot for which me to bait her :) A large carrot that usually trumps all.
You know what that is called? Freaking awesome.
Darby reading her sisters a story at the end of the day (really making one up cause this book was a bit hard)
Baylie my shopping partner. Much easier and smarter to just let the girl have her own cart and I put stuff in both.
Saturday nite after I realized the second Groupon I'd purchased had expired without us using it...not good, so we had to think of plan B. Plan B ended up going to Fuddruckers in Burbank (not as good as the sherman oaks one) which is one of the few restaurants we take our kids. Darby was begging to play on this game. So I had to break it to her that really that game was a big rip off and that I'd never seen anyone win (I think I remember my mom telling me the same thing, but I thought I'd be the first one too). That the toys are shoved in there and the grabber is too weak to get them so that you have to try over and over and never get it. All Darby could do was dream about which stuffed animal she wanted. Hard to explain?
"Mom, those people must be really mean." "Well, they are just trying to make money." "So they don't want you to get the toy?" "Not really, its a trick". and on and on the conversation went (there were three of these machines in the place).
Sometimes it just hits you what ridiculous things we have in society, especially when you have to explain them to your kids. Seriously has anyone ever grabbed a toy from that thing? and who are the sick people who invented them? Would they think they are so smart for ripping off kids? Kinda sad.