Family Friday: Super Soft Building Blocks

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A pile of multicolored soft building blocks for babies

Got a budding baby architect? These soft building blocks are perfect for little hands.

Made from a soft, BPA-free material, these blocks can be stacked and squished. This set of 12 blocks includes three different sizes and a range of colors for endless imaginary play. And since these blocks are soft, no harm, no foul if they’re thrown.

Infantino’s Super Soft Building Blocks are available at Amazon for under $15.

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Y’all, I am so mommed out. Husband has been sick the past week and I’ve been running around like a maniac. Drop off little kid, drop off big kid couple hours later (camp), pick up big kid, drop off at sports, pick up little kid, nap, dinner, pick up big kid, help with big kid parents things (was supposed to be husband, physical work), do little kid class laundry (once a few months but fell on THIS week). And we have big kid competition (first time! didn’t know what we were getting into!) this weekend. Of course, work has concurrently been nuts. I have this evening to try to decompress. I am so wound up, I can’t figure what I can do to feel better. Thoughts?

I posted a year ago asking for advice on transitioning to a big daycare from an in-home daycare for my 2 yo. I received some great advice (as well as a few comments calling me unhinged for my level of worry). Just wanted to provide an update to other parents who might be struggling with beginning school stuff. It took 2yo 4+ weeks to stop crying throughout the day, and 2+ months to become comfortable enough to participate in activities. A relatively short time, but it felt like an eternity, especially since other kids seemed fine. I kept wondering what I was doing wrong. I ended up pulling her out of this daycare after 8 months due to a long sickness, and I am so glad I did. I think I knew by the end of week 1 that this place was not a good fit, but I wanted to “give it fair chance” and I was held back by logistical concerns. It was also hard to explain because other children were thriving and her teachers were awesome, so I was not able to pinpoint why I didn’t think it was the right choice. Anyway, she started at a different daycare this week, and we were expecting something similar, but today is Day 4 and she walked into school without a single tear after a complete melt-down on Day 3. On the days she was crying, I did not feel worry because they were just normal tears whereas before I felt she was in distress. I am equally crediting the fact that she’s a whole year older AND the new school’s policies have worked so well for her to feel comfortable quickly.

Just a reminder that the Paralympics begin next week! I’ve admittedly never watched them before but my kids were so into the Olympics this year and these athletes deserve just as much of our attention

This is just a vent, and I know comparison is the thief of joy, and I’m in my own funk….but sometimes I feel like my kids and parenting (primary and often solo due to DH’s work/travel) is just harder than the others in my orbit. My younger kid just wears me out (kiddo will be 4 in a few months, hoping this helps), and I feel like it sometimes impacts what I have left to give to my older kiddo emotionally/patience wise.

I know logically that’s not the case; everyone has their struggles, and that I am very lucky to have 2 largely happy, healthy kids, etc. but just feeling the feels today before going into the weekend.

A minor vent to the universe –

Day 8 of school and we still have no contact details / no information from my son’s teacher.

It’s a broader issue, the only information we had from the school ahead of the first day was a notice to stand behind the cones at dropoff. We had to crowdsource the Friday pick up time on the parents’ whatsapp, we’ve had multiple conflicting notes about PE clothes, etc. No allergy reminders even though there’s a kid with severe nut allergies in the class.

Hosting a summer barbecue tomorrow at the park behind our house. It will be a hot day. What’s the easiest way to serve a cold dessert? Usually I get a bunch of different types of ice cream cones (Drumstick, Blue Bunny, etc) and let everyone choose and/or pass them out to kids and adults before they melt. I suppose popsicles would be easier, but my kid doesn’t like them and I don’t know if adults would go for them either. Or would a sundae bar be easier? It will be 8 kids and 8 adults.

My kid was never much into blocks, but we’ve given these at a bunch of first birthdays and they seem to be a big hit.

Happy Friday – I had a funny exchange last night with my kids that made me think of a post put up here recently about kids whining when assigned chores. We were in the after school scramble with varying levels of grumpiness, and someone clogged and overflowed our very temperamental toilet. I was dreaaaaaading the clean up, and standing in the bathroom door just trying to muster the energy to start the clean up process. My 9 year old, who tends to be my most whiny chore do-er, happened upon me, and said “What’s wrong, mom?” and I was like, “I just don’t want to do this. I hate unclogging toilets, and my anxiety is triggered by gross dirty toilet water running all over the place. This is super gross, and I just want to sit down after a long day.” Basically, I was whining about having to clean it up.

My sweet son ran off, got two pairs of plastic gloves left over from COVID, plus a bunch of disinfectant, and came up, and was like “hey we got this, let’s do it together.” I was just about in tears. I thanked him for his kindness, cleaned up the mess with a better attitude, and ordered take out for everyone. Just a reminder to give our kids some grace. No one loves doing chores. Everyone loves and appreciates a little kindness.