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  • Jason 4:57 pm on February 17, 2013 Permalink
    Tags: meltdown, parenting, scissors,   

    Running with scissors 

    I actually had to stop Tzelia from running around the house with a pair of scissors. I mean honest to goodness running in circles, chasing her sister with a pair of scissors blades up in her hand.

    I thought that was just apocryphal…

  • Jason 1:42 pm on March 18, 2012 Permalink
    Tags: banana, , parenting, safety, ,   

    The great banana massacre 


    Mornings like this make me question the child safety of my house. Also my intelligence for not noticing Zev is tall enough to reach the knife rack. It’s a scary thing to come downstairs and find your children presiding over a banana massacre. As I was cleaning up, I thought I saw some blood on Meorah’s cheek, but it came right off without a mark and she wasn’t at all upset (except for being prevented from completing her sacrifice), so I let it go. Later while changing her I noticed her left hand was bloody and I found the cut on her index finger right by the distal knuckle. Deep enough to make me feel lucky I wasn’t taking a trip to the ED with a bag of ice. A few minutes of pressure and a swipe of liquid bandage later and I think we are good as new.

    So, two lessons from this, one for me (and Sarah) and one for Zev. For the parents: reevaluate child safety requirements at each stage, and don’t over estimate your child’s ability to recognize danger. For Zev: I don’t care if you are being chased by a man in a hockey mask, you don’t play with knives or scissors, ever.

  • Jason 5:12 pm on March 17, 2012 Permalink
    Tags: parenting, sleep,   


    It’s rather pathetic how much satisfaction I derive from tricking a four year old.

  • Jason 2:11 pm on March 17, 2012 Permalink
    Tags: , oral hygiene, parenting, ,   


    I can barely manage my own oral hygiene, now I am supposed to floss my kids teeth?

  • Jason 10:35 pm on March 13, 2012 Permalink
    Tags: , , parenting,   

    I love you 

    Just got an unprompted “I love you” from Meorah. That’s supposed to make it all worth it, right?

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