Wednesday, June 30, 2010

Nobody Closes the Elevator Door on Sarah Fader

There I was waiting for the elevator to the subway with my stroller. Unfortunately, three yuppies (also with strollers) were ahead of me in line. There were two women and a man all with fancy Maclarens and well-dressed toddlers all waiting to head underground. Meanwhile, I was lurking in the background with my semi-broken stroller and cranky hot toddler.

The elevator arrived and the yuppies piled in. I quickly assessed the spacial capacity of the elevator and determined that I would have to wait for the next ride. I guess the male yuppie thought I was considering crashing their Maclaren elevator party because he eyed me and said:

"Looks like we're all full." And the door closed passive-aggressively in my face. I was left with a feeling of undirected rage. How dare he tell assume that I wanted to squish myself in with him and his pals. I turned to two young mothers with babies standing who had just arrived to wait for the next elevator.

"What an ass!" I complained to them, "I knew there wasn't any room in there!" One mother smiled at me, turned to her friend and started speaking very quickly in another language. So much for my impromptu therapy session.

I finally managed to get on the elevator and onto the subway. When I arrived at my destination and stepped off the train, I immediately spotted the same three yuppies making a bee-line for the elevator exit. Great, I thought, Here's my chance to tell that yuppie bastard who's boss!

When I got to the elevator I said to the man:
"We meet again."
He half-laughed.
"So, you gonna close the elevator door on me again?"
He looked horrified! It was awesome.
"I'm just kidding!" I exclaimed.
The elevator arrived and the two yuppie women piled in.
"You-- you wanna go first?" The man asked timidly.
"No, you go ahead, it's fine." I said smiling. I said what I needed to say.

Nobody closes the elevator door on Sarah Fader.

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Tuesday, June 29, 2010

Sunday, June 27, 2010

A B C D E F#$%!

A terrible thing just happened. Wil, Ari and I were sitting outside in the Fader garden. I was reciting the letters of the alphabet and having Ari repeat them. Here's what happened next:


My jaw dropped open.
"Fuck!" He repeated.

"Did you hear that?" I asked Wil incredulously.

"That's not what he said." Wil replied
"It was so clear!" I snapped back.

And then something even worse occurred. I could not stop laughing.

"Stop laughing!" Wil demanded.
"I can't!" I said still unable to control myself.

We've spent the last half hour trying to get Ari to say the G rated alphabet with no sucess.

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Thursday, June 24, 2010

Who is Right?

Old School/New School Mom presents the first in series of arbitrations. Without further ado, I give you: "Who is Right?"

The Situation:

This morning at 5:30am Ari was whining a little bit because it was too bright in his room. As I was sleeping right beside him, I managed to calm him down enough to go back to sleep. Or so I thought. Right at that very moment, Wil opened the door. He had just arrived home from the overnight shift. He said he wanted to check on us.

As soon as the door opened Ari screamed "Daddy!" So Wil picked him up.
"You woke him up." I grumbled.
"No I didn't, he was already awake."
"No, he woke up when you opened the door." I insisted.
"Whatever." He replied and with that he took Ari into the living room and let him watch Tv until 6:30am. During this time I managed to fall back asleep. Until I heard a banging on the door. It was Ari. The banging was followed by "Mommy!"

Wil opened the door and said "He wants you."
So I came out and started to get ready for work since I was up anyway.
All of a sudden Wil announces:
"Okay. I'm going to sleep now."
"What?" I said "You woke him up at 5:30, I have to get ready for work, my parents aren't coming until 7:30 to watch him. You need to stay up till my parents get here!"

He insisted that I was being selfish and that he should be able to go to sleep because he watched him for an hour.

Now it's up to you! Who is right? Wil or Me?
Should Wil be able to go back to sleep or should he stay up till 7:30 and watch Ari?

You decide!

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Sunday, June 20, 2010

Baby Egreck

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Silly Bandz, Why?

When I was a child there were many toys that could have been considered a "craze." One of my favorites were slap bracelets.

These were bracelets that you could literally slap onto your wrist. They were a lot of fun, until they were deemed dangerous (because apparently one could injure oneself in the slapping process) and banned from many schools.

Today's toy craze are these:

They are called Silly Bandz. I have seen epic fights emerge over these things. Kids love to trade them with one another and get really upset if they lose one that they particularly care for.

Upon first inspection, they appear to be simple jelly bracelets, but when you take them off your wrist they become actual shapes like this:

I'm sorry, but I still don't think they're that cool. They are not worth getting into screaming and crying fights over, which is what I see on the playground and in the classroom most every day. Furthermore, teachers can barely get their lessons out because they have to constantly stop kids from playing with the 100 silly bandz that are on the kids' wrists or hidden in their pockets.

I, for one, cannot wait until the silly bandz craze goes away.

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Friday, June 4, 2010

What to Wear Baby Boy: Overalls!

I've previously talked about my dislike for the baby boy wardrobe options in my post What Not to Wear Baby Boy. Essentially, baby and toddler boys have limited clothing choices, and they mostly consist of shirts and pants with fictitious sports teams on them. Toddlers are obviously not ready to play for the NBA, so these clothes are irritating and inappropriate.

In What Not To Wear Baby Boy, I also mentioned my friend Josina, who has taken baby boy clothing matters into her own hands. She designed and sewed a pair of adorable overalls for her son (and Ari's great friend) Nelson. Without further ado, here is Nelson modeling his fabulous one of a kind mom-made overalls:

Overalls are a great item of clothing. They can be worn by both girls and boys and can vary in design. Nelson here is modeling a cow print pattern, but your child may prefer trucks, monkeys or maybe stars or hearts.

I might just bug Josina for her overall pattern so I can make Ari some!

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