Biting the Ranch Fruit Cup

Layton is just about two years and three months old. It’s a pretty exciting time in our household. He talks, runs, climbs, and is super adventurous. We try to give him every opportunity for a new experience we possibly can. Sometimes we structure the opportunity and sometimes he creates things on his own.

From the “structured” aspect we have tried to give him a lot of opportunities to explore around the water. We are water people, particularly me. My wife enjoys her time at the water but only when it’s warm (not frozen). He’s taken several sessions of swimming lessons and is very comfortable around water. Been fishing several times both on the ice and on the boat. He caught a 20″ northern with grandpa over the 4th of July, mostly him but obviously needing grandpa’s help. This spring/early summer I decided he was ready to hop in the tube behind the boat on his own. Mom was on board with this, others were shocked we would do such a thing. He was super excited to do it. We had his life jacket on and I was driving the boat on a slower weekend at the lake. My speed was also very slow, just enough to get him moving. He loved it, which is what we hoped for. Create a positive experience in a place we enjoy. Grandpa took me and Layton behind his boat tubing over the 4th of July, on separate tubes; he went a bit faster than I did, at Layton’s request. It was great until Layton started getting sprayed in the face with water from the rope. Overall a positive experience so we were both happy. When Layton was done on the tube he got to enjoy watching grandpa throw his son-in-law (me) off the tube. I think he enjoyed that more than riding in the tube, after he knew I was ok.

The other little “experience” he created was the ranch fruit cup. We went out to dinner and ordered Layton’s meal with a fresh fruit as the side. It was a couple varieties of melon and grapes, all of which he loves. His meal also came with ranch dipping sauce for his chicken. Unbeknownst to us, it was not for the chicken. It was for the fruit. I don’t mean a little dip of the fruit and a bite. It was a full on combination of both cups into one. All the fruit dumped into the ranch, then submerged. Watching him eat this was entertaining as well. Full palm grab of each fruit piece from the depths of the ranch cup, into his mouth. He devoured all the fruit. We’ll be recommending this as a standard side offering to the restaurant. The next night at home was raw carrots and ketchup. I give him props for creativity.

Lastly, we’ve had to start dealing with the biting phase of toddlerhood. It’s actually been ongoing for the last two months. Randomly at bedtime we will discover massive bite marks on Layton when changing him into his pajamas. Two have been on this upper arm near the shoulder, one on his elbow, and the other on his ankle. He attends daycare so you would think if a child is bitten they would inform the parents of both children. Apparently they didn’t find the need to inform either party for three of the four occurrences. We’ve had several discussions with them now that it is unacceptable for the lack of awareness on their teachers’ part. The child who was doing the biting has moved on from Layton’s classroom but not without confirming to Layton that biting is ok because there is no response to it. By that I mean Layton has now bitten another child. That happened just this week. Thankfully we were made aware of it when it happened and the circumstances around the offense which gives us the opportunity to educate him on proper behavior regarding sharing and what to do when frustrated. It also allowed the teachers in his classroom to help him learn. I understand that biting is a common outlet in the toddler stage, but being able to address is as important if not more important than simply understanding it is common in that stage. To those of you wondering why we’ve stuck with the daycare after three instances of not reporting a bite, it’s quite simple for us. Selfishly, it’s convenient for us. For Layton’s sake, he is comfortable there. He knows his teachers and enjoys them. He also enjoys the other children in his classroom, some he has been there with since he was 6 weeks old. Finally, Layton has a very challenging time being dropped off in the morning. We are finally at a point where he is ok with being dropped off in his classroom and knowing it’s ok to be there without mom or dad. It’s taken us almost two years of daycare to get to this point. It is better for us to work with the daycare than disrupt a good thing we’ve worked to get to. I don’t need to explain myself though, I’m his parent. The explanation might help others facing a similar situation though.

Until next time, enjoy the ranch fruit cup!

Pints with Pops – August 2016

This is the story I shared in August of 2016, I laughed reading through this one and also remembered that knowing that asking for support is not only ok but occasionally necessary:

“After last month’s blow out fiasco I was wondering what story will I share next month in my invite.  I’m learning very quickly that having a child, I will never be short of stories.  This month’s experience has to do with that same little chair thing mentioned last month.  Unsurprisingly, and some of you may have guessed already, another blow out, again while mom was gone.  I set Layton in his little chair so I could go get something accomplished, what it was I’m not sure, nor does it matter.  I came back not even two minutes later and the dog is sniffing the chair by Layton’s leg.  I got the dog away and saw a color that’s not part of the chair.  So, I go through the process of getting Layton out of the chair and rush him to the tub hoping not to get any on the carpet.  I run back to put the chair up off the floor and the dog is kindly assisting with the cleanup process.  I give him a good stare and he stares back knowing he did something he probably shouldn’t have and licks his lips… Seriously.  I need to write to Fisher Price about their chair‘s ability to cause infants to poop.  Be wary if you own one, you may be in for a messy surprise.  After getting Layton cleaned up the day didn’t get much better in terms of his temperament and Grandma/Grandpa were called for reinforcements.  I always hoped I wouldn’t need to call for help, but sometimes it gets to be very overwhelming not being able to calm a child.  Thankfully for me the grandparents are only a couple minutes away.  It was a good learning experience for me that it is perfectly acceptable to ask for assistance when taking care of my child.  That got deep fast, my apologies; however it is part of fatherhood.”

July 2016 Pints with Pops-4th of July Blow Out!

Here is the story I shared in my July of 2016 email.  It’s a short one, but I think you’ll get a smile out of it.  Diaper blow outs aren’t as frequent these days, thankfully.  He actually lets us know when he wants his diaper changed which is pretty neat.
July 14th, 2016:  What would the 4th of July have been without a blow out?  At least that’s what I was thinking last Monday as I picked Layton up out of his little chair thing in the living room and noticed a massive blow out that managed to escape the top of his diaper, through his shirt and onto the fabric chair (luckily the cover is machine washable).  I should have known to expect something when my wife said “it sounded like he was pooping” as she headed out the door to pick up a pizza for dinner.  After I picked him up and saw the aftermath of “it sounded like he was pooping” I thought to myself “she knew”.  Maybe some of you have been through this, maybe something different, or maybe not at all; but, you’re probably sitting there smiling knowing that some other guy went through it.