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Jeremy has this habit of lecturing Trixie whenever she starts doing something she shouldn't be doing. I'll overhear him saying, "Now, Beatrix, you really shouldn't throw your food on the floor. Please leave your food right here if you don't want it."

When she's older, these lectures are going to be great. But right now, when she has the attention span of a fruit fly, it's important to keep the message short and simple.

So, I recently told Jeremy that all the parenting books and magazines say to come up with a specific word like, "DANGER" or "HOT" and to use it when your child is doing something (or about to do something) they shouldn't be doing. I tend to use "DANGER" and "NO" as my keywords, but I told Jeremy he could come up with whatever word he thought would be most appropriate.

Which explains why I keep hearing him yell "LACTOSE. LACTOSE, TRIXIE, LACTOSE!" from the other room.

Posted March 19, 2007 2:50 PM | On This Day: 2003



Oh, how I miss you three!

that is really funny.

I've never met you, yet I saw this and I thought of your blog. Strange?


Wait, does this mean you think I am a fear-mongering mom...or am I the semi-normal mom who wrote that story?

Of course you're the semi-normal mom. As semi-normal as a hippy mom can be. (Don't worry, I'm not judging, I just think that everybody should be raised in the same cold, unfeeling manner that I was.)