Bronson City

Un proyecto muy ambicioso para un vagoneta como yo, miles de paginas, cientos de personajes... pero bueh, subo una prueba que hice hace unos meses para subir algo que esto esta un toque abandonadito.

Ah y les pregunto una cosa, les parece que subir algo así puede hacer calentar a Blogger y que me aniquilen el blog?

Par Avion

I am beyond excited for our upcoming trip to Australia and New Caledonia. I can't wait to see my dear friend Sophie (A Token Of Love And Affection) and her husband, Luc again, meet their daughters and introduce you to all of them. Plus, this is a part of the world I never imagined I'd get to see.

With eight successful round trip airplane rides under your belt (six domestic flights and one international trip to Italy), I like to think of you as a professional traveler, but with only one week left until our 15 HOUR ONE WAY excursion to Sydney, I am starting to worry... A LOT!

My feelings range from dread to panic. How on earth are we going to feed, entertain and comfort a 10 month old for 15 hours on our laps for what is essentially two days for you?

For me, the worst part of traveling is the packing! I absolutely hate it. I never know what to bring for myself to wear, let alone, you! Packing for the plane ride is the worst part... knowing how many diapers you are going to need, formula you are going to drink, snacks you are going to devour or outfits you are going to go through is down right impossible, and don't even get me started on medicines I hope we won't need, books and toys.

Let the list making begin!

I have learned exactly two things about traveling with a baby; 1) bring at least one new toy that you have never seen before, along with a couple of your favorites and 2) have at least two blankets in your carry on... one for comfort and warmth and one that can double as a burp cloth/snot rag/pillow. I also learned, the hard way, I might add to pack more than one extra outfit for you.

Other than that, I am hoping that the universe and travel gods will be on our side. Any toddler travel advice you can offer, that preferably doesn't involve drugging my son up, is much appreciated. :)

Wish us luck, patience and an empty seat!

The best is yet to be.

Day 48/100

No, No, No!

How can one little word, just two letters long hold so much meaning, exhaustion and frustration whether it is being said or heard? The word is 'NO' and in the last couple of days, I have said it enough times to last a lifetime and you have certainly heard it enough.

You are into EVERYTHING and while I appreciate your adventurous nature and eagerness to explore your surroundings, it doesn't change the fact that you can't touch the heater, climb into the dish washer, push every button on the remote control, hammer on my computer, or play with my phone!

I get it, your job as a toddler is to be a free spirit and constantly test your limits and my job as your parent is to keep you safe, promote positive behavior and raise you to be a good human without completely losing my sanity in the process. Having said that, how and when do you teach your toddler that no means no? What kind of discipline, if any works on a 10 month old?

My current technique is to say something like the following; "no, that's the stove and it's hot, please don't touch it," and then physically remove you from the situation/temptation. I have given you a description, warning and distraction. Inevitably, however, you crawl back over to the stove (or other inticing object) 17 more times because you don't understand the word "hot", let alone the concept of "no" and so the process is repeated over and over and over.

Help me, moms, how early do you teach your children right from wrong, self control and respect? How early is too early for time outs?! My ears are open wide....

The best is yet to be.

Day 47/100