Posts Tagged ‘toddler’

“The definition of insanity is doing something over and over again and expecting a different result.” – attributed to Albert Einstein

Compare this to parenting advice on getting a toddler to stay in bed: “…聽midnight visitors get walked back to their rooms, tucked in, kissed and left behind […]聽as many times as it takes…. Keep this up until the new rules sink in.”

So… parenting equals insanity? 馃槢

Have a great week!

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Yup, a day late. What, isn’t it Saturday today?!

“Mommy, what’s that smell?”

“The vegetables burnt a bit.”

“The vegetables?”

“Yes, they burnt a bit.”



“What’s that smell?”

“The vegetables burnt. Could you please stop asking the same question? It’s annoying.”

“OK, mommy. What’s that smell?”

It was actually longer than that, but I took pity on you 馃槈 The patience of a 3-y-o with something she doesn’t understand – it’s simply awe inspiring! She won’t rest until she gets to the bottom of the mystery 馃檪

Have a great week!

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1.聽Toddlers don’t break bones

Well, they do, apparently more than we think. While toddler bones are flexible and therefore less breakable, they are susceptible to torque. Therefore, toddlers break bones easily if, for example, their foot gets caught somewhere and they try to twist it out.

2. If your leg is broken, you can’t move your toes

Absolutely false. You can move your toes and even bend your leg. It doesn’t even necessarily hurt, depending on the type of breakage.

3. If you have a broken bone, the area will swell and/or become discolored

False again. Especially with toddlers, there might not be any outward signs at all.

And how do I know all this? Because my daughter apparently broke her thigh bone 3 days ago, and it took us and her pediatrician a day to figure it out. She had no marks of any kind. She hadn’t fallen that day hard enough to make her cry. She bent her legs, moved her toes with no problem. The symptoms we saw were:

1. She didn’t want to be picked up

2. She didn’t put weight on her right leg (which we discovered only after some hours).

The pediatrician himself didn’t think of broken bones – he suspected tendinitis or similar and sent us to a child orthopedic. He felt her legs for 10 seconds and told us that our daughter had a broken thigh bone 馃槸

So my sweet toddler is now in a spica cast for 3 weeks. She doesn’t cry anymore when we pick her up and is sleeping well. But she already asked the doctor to take off the cast 馃檪

Now people are asking us,聽“Why didn’t you go immediately to have an X-Ray?”

“Because everyone’s a genius after the event” 馃槢 聽(Not that I said that to anyone’s face. But I thought it 馃槈 ). Well, now you can be genuises before the event if you see the same symptoms. Knowledge is power!


After the Event – Bedi’avad / words and music – Danny Sanderson, performer – Ariel Zilber


“The only thing that’s definite

one hundred percent

is that everyone’s a genius

after the event”

Shabbat Shalom and health to all!


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Going Out

I finished nursing my 4-month-old and handed him to his dad for burping. Then I went to the kitchen and cut up and seasoned some red beetroot for a salad. My mom had brought me the cooked beetroot so I had to do something with it, and my 2.5-year-old loved it. My mom had also let him know that she had brought it, and there was only so long I could put him off.聽 So I took my 2.5 year old, sat him down, and gave him a dinner of beetroot salad and yogurt (with a straw). I checked my watch.

I hid in the kitchen and pumped my left breast which was very full. My brother wandered into the kitchen, probably to ask if I needed any help, caught one look and ran away. I called “Sorry!”. Too late. I probably traumatized him for life. In the meantime, my husband placed the baby in a swing and helped the toddler eat. He then went to the kitchen and told me that I needed to shower and leave.

I nodded, poured the milk into a bottle for the rest of the evening’s feeding, and rushed to the bathroom for my shower. My toddler, having finished eating, helpfully gave some of his bath toys so I won’t be bored in the shower. He then proposed to play hide and seek with me while I was in the shower. My husband said, “No, play with me. Not with mommy.” My brother and his wife exchanged horrified looks.

The baby began crying that he wanted the rest of his food. I grabbed the baby’s oil and his creams (he suffers from red and itchy skin, the poor baby) and showed them to my husband, as these were new and he hadn’t used them yet. I got into the shower and washed as fast as I could. The hot water was getting colder by the minute. My husband gave the baby to my brother who promptly began walking with him and making cooing noises.

My husband started to take the toddler to change his diaper and pajamas and put him in bed. My toddler, emboldened by our guests, proclaimed that he didn’t want to go to bed. When my husband gave him no choice, he started crying. The baby burst into tears as well. I dressed as fast as I could, the toddler was calmed down and placed in bed, I put earrings and a necklace on, my husband took the baby from my brother, arranged a place on the sofa with the bottle and the remote, and sat with the baby and began feeding him. My brother and his wife were already standing up. I smiled and said, “we can go now”. And we finally went out to an excellent concert of Barry Sakharof, may he forever be blessed.

Sometimes, no matter how complicated, you just need to get out of the house.

I just hope I haven’t convinced my brother and his wife never to have children… 馃槈

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