Timmy the Magician

Timmy the magician shows how he can be in two places at one time.  It happens really, really quickly.

Craig pulls into the driveway and spots Timmy on the roof.  Craig comes into the house, Timmy is in the shower.

Then comes the look - the one where he tries to looked innocent, after all he was in the shower at the time.

Oh yeah he tried to lie his way out of it.  Then painfully told the truth.  Then had no TV, no computer, and no play station for the day.


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Timmy Story x 2

My husband and I exchanged "Timmy Stories" after work the other day and I went first.

I was entering Timmys room that morning to wake him up for school and I smelled vomit.  His pillow was wet, but there were no chunks.  I looked around for the chunks - no chunks anywhere, just the smell.  The waking Timmy was rolling around and I hear this crinkling sound like that of a baby's toy.  It was coming from his pillow.  After inspection of the pillow I find a one kilo bag of once frozen peas/carrots under his pillow case.  Timmys reply was "My pillow was hot"

Craig was driving home from picking Timmy up from Lil Antz afterschool care and got a thumbs up from a passing car.  Only the driver was delivering the thumbs up to the back seat passenger.  Looking in his rear-view mirror Craig spies Timmy with half his finger lost inside his nose.  So he yells to the back seat "Pick me a winner".  Holding up his finger Timmy exclaims: "It's a loser".

I wonder what happens at school?

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Timmy

Always a sparkle in his eyes
That no teacher could deny

His smile is like a crocodile
Charming all that passed by, while

Energy and excitement abound
Like a stirring twister gaining ground

Bright ideas fill his head
No stopping him unitl they are all said

No student could escape his latest stimulation
The colourful artist was his inspiration, the teachers lesson his motivation

Paper, paint and brush all ready
Two at a time, it was him and Eddy

Colourful paints and white blank paper
Blind eyes and mind in a caper

A daub of black here, a daub of blue there
Heaps of paint everywhere

Swish, swish, swish, splat, splat, splat
Dribble, drip, splotch, splash

No colour that reflects all light
His masterpiece was dark as night

Holding up the painting with his arms
Oblivious to the impending harm

Drip, drop, splat on chair
Drip, drop, splat on hair

TIMMY, TIMMY students yell
STOP, STOP till silenced fell

Paint still dripping on his head and this is what he said;
"Dinosaurs are dead"

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Bagel Diversion

I’m currently reading the book World Wide Wave by David Meerman Scott. The book title caught my attention because I have always been fascinated with how it only takes one person to affect several if not thousands. The wave is spread by a trigger, which is different depending on your audience. My audience is my children which I’m always trying to look for their trigger.

At home I'm the negotiator, trying to bring peace to the family tribe. This is a thankless job. I have devised ways to combat the daily challenges that arise and hope I'm fast and ingenious enough to settle the one off situations. Which reminds me of an instance this past week with my border-line ADHD (at least that is what we are hoping) seven year old. He comes into the kitchen asking for the bagel he spied the night before. I think his stomach has a brain. The bagel had been already eaten by one of his older brothers so I could just feel the waves of the impending explosion. So my mind was working double time to come up with a clever response to him. When he was rummaging around the frig trying to find the bagel I quickly asked him;
“So, what would you think you would like for breakfast if there were no bagels?” In which he blurted out, “there are no more bagels?”, which I confirmed.
I could see his mind working double time and he replied;
“I can make a bagel……get me two pieces of bread.”
I didn’t set that coming, but surprisingly if you give your kids a choice to solve things they do so in the most interesting ways. Of course that’s our Timmy.
I’m not always that quick in thinking of clever ways to side track an episode, but I’m getting better with practice. Okay, so this is my fourth child and I should be an expert. But my reply would be “They are all different and have different triggers to handling their different ways.
Kids ask adult questions all the time because they are curious. By turning the table and asking them how they might handle a situation, then they own the problem not you.

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