Listening skills come in handy in every area of your life. Especially motherhood.
In the baby-stage, you learn your baby's cry. You can pick out your little one's whimper while sitting in the back row of the church sanctuary down the hall. Supposedly some mommies can tell what their baby needs based on what the cry sounds like. I am on my third little babe, and still have not been able to do that. All of his cries sound exactly the same to me. I kind of think people who say they can tell the difference, are just super-confident guessers. But if you think you really can, then more power to ya. I still don't believe you.
Exercising your listening skills in the toddler stage is super-fun. You can always listen for a second, and tell what (in general) they are in to. If I hear the water running, I am bringing a towel to whatever sink Luke is in. The clanging of the silverware, I just need to make sure he is in the "safe" drawer and somehow did not climb on to the kitchen counter (which has happened).
There are a handful of sounds that as a parent sitting in a separate room, you do NOT want to hear. Any thud followed by a cry is at the top of the list. Glass breaking is a close second. Number 3 on the list may come as a surprise to you, especially if you do not chase around children all day. I was in the living room folding laundry. Actually, can we just stop and give me a pat on the back for that right now? Why I STILL insist on trying to fold laundry while the kids are up is beyond me.
Anyway, I was in the living room when I heard the noise. I actually exhaled a dramatic "nooooooooooooooo" as I ran to the kitchen. But I was too late. It was all undone. I'll just show you.
Can you tell what it is??
No?
Yep. Aluminum foil.
The entire rest of the roll, on the kitchen floor. It really wouldn't even bother me except-- have you ever tried to roll up and entire roll of unrolled aluminum foil?? NO. FUN. It takes a really long time, and even if you do a "good" job, which you wont, it doesn't fit in the box anymore.
And for the next few weeks you have to deal with wrinkled aluminum foil covering your cooking dishes and stuff which is apparently one of those strange things that I never knew drove me crazy until it was exposed by my toddler. Who knew?
In the baby-stage, you learn your baby's cry. You can pick out your little one's whimper while sitting in the back row of the church sanctuary down the hall. Supposedly some mommies can tell what their baby needs based on what the cry sounds like. I am on my third little babe, and still have not been able to do that. All of his cries sound exactly the same to me. I kind of think people who say they can tell the difference, are just super-confident guessers. But if you think you really can, then more power to ya. I still don't believe you.
Exercising your listening skills in the toddler stage is super-fun. You can always listen for a second, and tell what (in general) they are in to. If I hear the water running, I am bringing a towel to whatever sink Luke is in. The clanging of the silverware, I just need to make sure he is in the "safe" drawer and somehow did not climb on to the kitchen counter (which has happened).
There are a handful of sounds that as a parent sitting in a separate room, you do NOT want to hear. Any thud followed by a cry is at the top of the list. Glass breaking is a close second. Number 3 on the list may come as a surprise to you, especially if you do not chase around children all day. I was in the living room folding laundry. Actually, can we just stop and give me a pat on the back for that right now? Why I STILL insist on trying to fold laundry while the kids are up is beyond me.
Anyway, I was in the living room when I heard the noise. I actually exhaled a dramatic "nooooooooooooooo" as I ran to the kitchen. But I was too late. It was all undone. I'll just show you.
Can you tell what it is??
No?
The entire rest of the roll, on the kitchen floor. It really wouldn't even bother me except-- have you ever tried to roll up and entire roll of unrolled aluminum foil?? NO. FUN. It takes a really long time, and even if you do a "good" job, which you wont, it doesn't fit in the box anymore.
And for the next few weeks you have to deal with wrinkled aluminum foil covering your cooking dishes and stuff which is apparently one of those strange things that I never knew drove me crazy until it was exposed by my toddler. Who knew?
Hahaha, gotta love Lukie!
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