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Special Report – Mima and Papi’s Backyard

We are so grateful that your Mima and Papi decided to move here. It’s been so wonderful having them around. (Now we just need to work on getting Granny and Grandpa here too!) They have a really big backyard and they’ve been working hard to make a place we can all enjoy and where you will be able to play.

So far they’ve built some beautiful retaining walls and planted a lot of beautiful flowers – and especially a lot of roses – for us all to enjoy.

They had us over for a Memorial Day barbeque so that we could enjoy the progress. You tested out that new retaining wall with an impressive balancing act. You adore your Mima. She is so good to you and it absolutely shows in the way you adore being around her.

Mama make a Pineapple Ipsidedown cake in an iron skillet for dessert. You were a fan. You love cake.

And here, a few weeks later, we put together a new playhouse for you.

You did a great job helping Papi and Daddy put the pieces together.

And looked super cool while you were at it.

You didn’t hold back when it came to testing out your new abode. You opened and closed that door at least a hundred times. And you absolutely had to make sure the door was closed every time you went in. Apparently you were NOT born in a barn. Good girl!

And that’s a working doorbell! So cool. You thought so too.

Your favorite part of the house? The sink – as soon as Mima filled it with water. You “ate” that water with your spoons for the rest of the evening, making sure you shared with everyone in attendance.

And what’s a summer barbeque without an ice cream cone to top it off. I’ll never get sick of ice cream cone pictures. Mmmm…

Photo Post – Little Model

Since you were born, people have been telling me to enter you in photo contests or get you into modeling, literally dozens of times. You’re so pretty, baby and you know how to wear a hat. I’m not big on the idea of breaking you into Hollywood, but when a Baby Hat business contacted me about doing some product shots, I decided to let you shine. Here’s a few of the hats you modeled for me. You did great! As long as we’re outside with lots of distractions, you left the hats on long enough for me to at least take a few pictures. And you get to keep all the hats! 🙂

You  have a current obsession with picking flowers which is – admittedly – my fault since I’ve been allowing you to pick weeds in our yard and at the park. You think that all flowers are fair game now. We’re slowing teaching you that flowers are “just for looking” and smelling of course. It’s going to take a while to break the habit. You love being outside. The older you get, the more of an effort I make to ensure we spend time outside as often as possible at the park, and hopefully soon, in our own backyard. We have a swing set we need to assemble – as soon as Daddy’s back heals up a little more.

It took you a bit of effort to figure out how to get the Monkey hat off. Eventually, you figured out that pulling on the strings was counter-productive. hehe

These last shots were taken up in Mukilteo, WA where Daddy and I used to both work. We spent an awesome day – just us girls, while Daddy worked – on the waterfront chasing seagulls, putting our feet in Puget Sound, picking flowers and eating ice cream. It’s so awesome the difference a year makes. You were fun at 6 Months. But now at a year and a half, you have become my little buddy. I am enjoying you so, so much!

Big Day – First Cookie Bake!

This is a big day for me because it’s another one of those moments where I really see all the potential in you. You are growing up so quickly. I never imagined at 18 months, you would be capable of helping me make cookies! But you are so willing to try anything new, with just a little bit of instruction, patience and encouragement. You are such an independent, smart little girl. Just look at the concentration on your face. You didn’t crack a smile until the end. You were utterly absorbed. 🙂

You helped me mix the dry ingredients and then helped me put the butter in the bowl. My little clean freak needed to wipe her hands off after that bit.

This is about the point where you started getting excited and realized that these were for eating. You managed to get some dough in  your mouth before I could stop you once or twice. I don’t blame you. Raw eggs or no, cookie dough is delicious.

You thought the baked product was worth the wait.

This makes me look forward even more to all the other things I get to teach you how to do. You’re such a great little student and wonderful company. I love you, baby.

Special Report – Discipline

So, you’re 19 months old now. SO BIG! Your personality has changed so much in the past month, even though it’s only been a month since my last post I have so much to say about you! A whole 19 month post is coming up, but for now a word on discipline. We’re finally there, and a little caught off guard!

You whine, cry and throw tantrums now. Haha! Not the most endearing topic. But it’s such a huge change from how you used to be – my ever smiley, easy-going baby. Not that you’re unhappy now. You’re happy a lot and you still smile a ton. And you’re still as darling as ever. But it’s like you suddenly both 1) became more emotional in general AND 2) discovered that you can express your dislike of a situation by making unpleasant sounds (i.e. whining, crying) and actions (i.e. swinging your arms, shaking your head, running away.) I have to say, it took me entirely by surprise. We weren’t prepared.

We’re far from having developed a philosophy on discipline yet. We’re in a trial and error – and pray a lot – stage of figuring out how to respond to you. On the one hand, I know you know what you’re doing a lot of the time. Sometimes it’s obvious that you’re being willful and we need to nip that in the bud. On the other hand you’re only 19 months old and you still don’t talk. You have a few words and a few more signs, but your frustration with not being able to talk is absolutely part of what’s going on. I’m convinced of it. You know what you want, but you can’t tell us. I can’t discipline you for that.

Most of the time your fits are related to not getting something you want or having to go somewhere you don’t want to go. We know we can’t let you get what you want when you whine and cry so, if at all possible, we will hold off on giving you what we know you want until you’re done with the fit. Either we distract you with something else, or we tell you that when you’re all done crying you can have it. You’re young enough that distractions still work in certain situations where the battle just isn’t worth it. And you’re old enough that you understand us (at least some times when you’re not too worked up) when we tell you that you can have it when you stop crying.

In more rebellious situations, I have attempted some minor punishments. For example, I’ve slapped your hand a few times when you’re looked at me with that gleam in your eye and thrown food on the ground when I’ve asked you to hand it to me. You absolutely do it in a rebellious way and we’ve been dealing with the food throwing for months and months now. You’re old enough to know what you’re doing and that you shouldn’t be doing it. I’ve been pleasantly surprised that a little bit of pain (I don’t do it hard enough to leave a mark, but it does sting a little) is actually really effective. I’ve slapped your hand 2 or 3 times, and now usually when I threaten it you stop what you’re doing and look at me. Dr. Dobson was right, a little bit of pain is a great motivator. I wasn’t sure if I’d have the stomach for it, but honestly it’s not as hard as I imagined – not when I know you’re doing something wrong intentionally.  But I don’t enjoy it and plan on being very sparing when it comes to such punishments. Afterwards, after the tears, I’ve explained to you again that we “don’t throw food on the ground, we give it to Momma or put it back on the plate” and I hug you. Sometimes you nod, and you never stay mad at me. It inspires a kind of sweet contrition. But I never want to over-do the punishments. And I second-guess whether hand-slapping is the right thing to do or not. I guess we’ll just take it one day at a time. So far, it’s been effective.

We use positive reinforcement religiously. I praise you up and down whenever you make right choices, and so does Daddy (and all the rest of the family whenever they’re around you.) I agree and whole-heartedly believe that praise for doing the right thing is better than punishment for doing the wrong thing and that will always be a cornerstone in how we raise you.

I don’t want to have to spank you, and we’re not to the point of considering it yet. But I imagine that, if we have to, we will. I was spanked as a kid, and I don’t think it damaged me. I think a few less spanking would have sufficed in my case, but I also never questioned my parents’ love for me. They did their best. I think I turned out alright.  But I think we’ll try time outs first.

The first discipline book I’ve read is “Dare to Discipline” by James Dobson. It’s a little dated and not all of it was relevant, but still worth the few hours it took to read it. “How to Get the Best From Your Children” by  “Super Nanny” Jo Frost is the next book I read. Not altogether as different as I imagined – aside from the major difference of using physical pain as a punishment. Currently, I’m reading the Baby Whisperer for Toddlers. I wanted to read this one first, but had to make it to Barnes and Noble to pick it up. Finally, I did. Her baby book was my favorite of all the ones I read when you were littler. So far, her toddler book is equally as and  useful and enjoyable. I confirmed once again that, even with your big personality, your Daddy and I have it fairly easy. You aren’t one of the more difficult temperaments. And of course, I value the advice of other parents, including your grandparents’. There are so many conflicting opinions about everything, it’s hard to discern what will work best for you.

But whatever we do, the things we do right and the things we get wrong, you’ll always know that we’re doing our best and that we want the best for you. Be patient with us. We love you. And you really are a very, very good girl.