Jillian R.
I went through a sort of bitter-sweet a-ha moment at the supermarket today. 

From watching how people drive, to how people break off random pieces of ginger to pick the BEST piece of ginger from the bin - really, there really IS a BEST piece, you just have to rifle through the entire bin while everyone else waits to find it!. To letting their kids take a bite of an apple then throwing the rest on the supermarket floor, to blatantly cutting lines; I've always suspected that people here have no regard whatsoever about anyone other than themselves. Today, this suspicion was confirmed. I didn't want to be right, hence the bitter- part mentioned above.

I went grocery shopping today. I spent half of the trip chasing my toddler around, feeding her a whole container of raisins, and even resorting to giving her her little kid's tablet I wrote about in my last entry, nothing works. She insists to "walk", meaning by herself, not allowing me to hold her hand, in a supermarket where people push their carts absentmindedly, or just give up pushing altogether and let their 5 year old push it into whatever they so choose. After ALL of that, we made it to the cashier's.

This is where it happened. The lines were all starting to pile up. I chose a random line and started queuing. A woman then told me, in not a single word of English, but I understood that she meant to tell me that I had to get behind her. I had my cart sort of next to her because if I had went behind her, I would've blocked the entire path and nobody would be able to get through to the rest of the cashiers.

There, I tried to illustrate the situation with my poor drawing skills. The blue rectangles are cashiers. The red stick figures are the woman and her husband. They were already queuing on two lines (greedy!), if I had stood behind her like she wanted, I would've blocked the entire path, which I'm sure other selfish people would just bulldoze me over with their carts. Shortly after her husband's line started moving so he called her over and she left.

All that was pointless anyway because as I stood there, I came to the horrifying realization that I forgot to weigh all my fruits and veggies.

Fruitful day regardless, shopping for the week is done, at least there's that. Sometimes I don't know how long I can remain sane here. Not long to do before we leave for vacation. Maybe I'll gain some sanity back. Maybe.
Jillian R.
Here is something that I think will help lots of would-be-travelling parents with small children. We just bought this for Scarlett and I think this might be very very handy during our 13-hour flight to NY in the summer.

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The i-Life Kids Tab 4
( Source: http://i-life.us/product/kids-tab-4/ )

I've let her play with my ipad before but my daughter is not a normal child, she somehow always manages to get out of a full screen program and change the settings on the ipad. Plus, within a few days, the fiber glass screen protector is cracked and plastic case is cracked on ALL 4 sides. I think we've gotten jibbed on the screen protector and the casing, but that's another story.

However, we generally do not allow our 19 month old to play with tablets or ipads.

This kid's tablet seems durable, and it's preloaded with games and activities, and the best part, it has parental controls that includes a timer that can be set to ensure the child does not stay on the tablet too long. Plus it's an Android, which means DRAG-AND-DROP videos, music and movies on it!! For more info on this click here. I spent 2 hours trying to put videos on my ipad through itunes this morning and I think I very nearly pulled out all my hair! Grrrr. Never again! Oh, and I wasn't successful by the way!

Now, perhaps the plane ride will be "quite" enjoyable! I'm putting together a little toddler kit for the airplane, if I find some sanity and time before we go I will post details of the kit here.

P.s. I'm not getting paid by this company. Just an overexcited parent who's about to willingly lock myself in an aircraft with a very active toddler whom I hope will enjoy some videos on the flight and perhaps we would get to take turns sleeping a bit here and there.
Jillian R.
A random little post before I go to bed.

I often ask Scarlett "Are you my little baby darling?". Of course, being an actual baby, she never answered. Until today that is.

This morning, as usual, we were having a conversation, holding her little hand as we walked down the stairs

Me: Scarlett, are you a little baby darling?
Scarlett: No!
Me: *shocked, because I wasn't expecting an answer* Why not?
Scarlett: TWO!

Scarlett is 19 months but I'm guessing months would be impossible to teach.

Jillian R.

So much drama so early in the morning!!!

I went out to our yard to pick up Jester's poopies like I do every morning. I saw what I thought was a piece of raw chicken swarming with ants. I just thought maybe a bird picked it up from someone's bbq and dropped it.

I picked up his poop and with the same bag I went to pick up the "chicken". It was soft. Then I saw what it was, it was a dead baby bird. Featherless (i have a severe phobia of featherless things!).

I threw everything on the ground and ran away screaming. I screamed for 5 minutes trying to wash my hands, and screaming some more. Both toddler and dog stared at me like I had lost my mind. I sort of did lose my mind.

Typing this now coughing from hurting my throat with the screaming and covered in sweat.

Playdate, I have a playdate to go to.

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