Decided to put up a pic of how they end up drawing on each others’ faces. Or, more accurately, how Little Miss ends up drawing on everyone’s faces (because Rockstar doesn’t do it to her at all).
Big Brothers’ Faces Are For Drawing On
Rockstar occasionally comes up with a…… “Lesson Plan” for Little Miss. Once for e.g., it was a sheet of paper with lotsa different shapes, and he’d written instructions: Color the circles blue. Color triangles yellow. Color rectangles red, and squares green. This never works because firstly Toddler’s Learning Level – Rockstar has absolutely no idea what’s age appropriate for a then-16 month old, he’d expected her to color in the various (crookedly drawn, I might add) shapes on the paper. Little Miss uh…….. only knows circles and occasionally squares. I kinda tried to distract them after, because the next thing that happens is Rockstar gets mad she “doesn’t do anything.” Then the next thing is he’ll take it as a personal affront that she’s not listening to him. (I find this really funny, unfortunately, and I have to pretend I don’t when he’s around.)
Secondly it then didn’t take long for Little Miss to realize she can especially get under her brother’s skin by NOT doing whatever it is he might try to teach her.
But it’s good fun to watch her cap and uncap pens for him, and yes occasionally attack him with a marker.
She’s actually shivering in this pic as she tries to get the cap off because he’s put it on tightly
(Come to think of it, that last Frida Kahlo uni-brow incident might have been payback for Rockstar trying to lecture her about Chinese words “stroke order”. I just realized that’s actually still on the board. “Here’s a stroke for you. Take that, Koko.”)
Though one child is a party animal and the other a too-serious anal retentive fusspot who must have his personal space (at the last dinner we were at, Rockstar amazed amused everyone with a whole bunch of space facts like “Uranus is the coldest planet though not furthest from the Sun because a huge meteorite crashed into it and knocked the heat out of its core” at which point I added “a-and so it’s possible Little Miss shall be my only hope for grandchildren” – don’t you think we should totally do standup? 😀 – before crashing from low blood sugar (not….. that he hadn’t eaten, which was why we didn’t immediately realize he hadn’t put away the massive amount he usually has for dinner), they’re still a little related.
They’re both small and often mistaken for younger than they are. Rockstar is very serious and driven about getting work done. Little Miss is……. pretty determined too, at the moment. Her battle of choice currently? Meals. It is absolutely awful to feed her. After much flat-out crying and lots and lots of vomiting both from the crying and from deliberate finger-down-throat inducing, with the whole living room smelling of vomit, we finally got her to sit in the feeding chair and eat with minimal carrying on. For now. God forbid we try to do that anywhere else like outside the home. You can imagine what vacations are gonna be like. Fun.
So, I’m not sure I want them to decide to fight about learning stuff.
Well, just as long as she can still draw on her brother, I suppose. That, he doesn’t mind.
Well, he gets his own back. (She is not girly – he’s ribbing her about girls playing princess)
So Rockstar is the professor at home, drawing up lesson plans for Miss Rockstar. When she is older, there will be more lessons for her from him. 🙂