I was about to become a father and my life was about to change permanently for the better even if I have not had a good night sleep since then. I miss the days when I was holding a tiny but living human being in my hands. The little being has become a talking machine now and she know how to dance like Psy.
So far we have been very lucky with Angelica when shopping at the supermarket. She seems to understand very well when we tell her that we will not buy everything she wants. For example, the other day, she grabbed a box of Smarties, but quietly put it back on the shelves when we told her that we would not buy it because we already had some at home, and that we would give her some later.
I think our parenting style has a lot to do with her reaction. We don’t lie to her. When we tell her “one last bite,” we mean one last bite. We will not come back with another “one last bite.” We also try to give her an explanation she can understand whenever we say no. In the case of the Smarties, we did give her some when we got back home as promised. We don’t always say no either. When we feel that she deserves a treat, we will give her. If not, we will tell her “not this time” or “next time.” And most importantly, in our opinion, we let her explain why she wants this or that, and not just say “because we said so.”
I am a very fast eater, mainly because I tend to put a lot of food in my mouth at once. And when I watch my daughter eat, I can honestly say that the apple did not fall far from the tree. She tends to put a lot of food in her mouth too 🙂
Angelica dressed up as a little bee.
Au cas où vous ne l’aviez pas remarqué, la langue française tient une place importante dans mon coeur. C’est pour cela que je me fais beaucoup de soucis pour ma fille. Souvent je me demande si elle saura parler et écrire un bon français même si je l’envoie dans une école française au Canada. J’espère qu’elle ne va pas écrire organizée au lieu d’organisée comme dans une pub qui passe en ce moment sur les chaînes françaises au Canada. Une chose est sûre cependant: mon épouse et moi ferons de notre mieux pour qu’elle ait une bonne formation de langue française à la maison.
Ceci dit, certaines personnes peuvent me demander pourquoi venir en Ontario et vouloir à tout prix que sa fille parle et écrive un bon français.
C’est simple. Officiellement, le Canada est un pays bilingue. De plus, la maîtrise de la langue française pourrait lui donner un léger avantage dans certaines situations plus tard.
When it comes to gifts, I usually take the easiest route: gift bags. Gift bags require the least amount of work. All you have to do is buy a gift bag from the dollar store, put the gift inside, and you’re done. This year, however, gift bags just did not seem right. They just did not seem beautiful enough under the Christmas tree, and most of all, they just did not seem beautiful and thoughtful enough for my daughter. This year, I bought some gift wrapping paper, sat down and wrapped the gifts for my daughter and my wife the old fashion way.
Now, that the gifts are wrapped and put under the Christmas tree, it’s time to think about tonight’s dinner. On the menu tonight: foie gras on toast with a touch of fig jam, oysters on the shell with mignonette sauce, and shrimp with a cocktail sauce (homemade mayonaisse with a touch of ketchup and cognac). I just have to decide what we will be having for dessert.
My baby girl is one year old today. Time really flies when you have a child. Sometimes I feel that she is growing too fast and want her to slow down so that I can enjoy her baby years. But, growing is a sign of a healthy baby.
By some standards, Angelica should have started to babble a long time ago. But, I was not worried for she understood very well what we meant when we asked her to clap her hands, to wave good-bye, or even to give her plush dog a pat. Moreover, she regularly made some grunting noise. Today, I got the proof that I was right not to worry. She started babbling non-stop this afternoon. I know I’m biased, but the babbling was more pleasant to my ears than Céline Dion singing 🙂
If you had told me 10 months ago that I would become an overprotective father, I would have replied that you were out of your mind. I never thought I would become so overprotective, but I have. I guess one doesn’t really know what it is like to be father until one becomes one. Is it because I have a daughter and not a son? Hard to tell, but what I can say is that Angelica has completely changed my life. Life takes on a whole new meaning after her birth. All of a sudden, it’s not about me anymore, but about her. For example, the night before my last two exams, she woke up and cried twice. The next day, I went to my exams very very tired and had a tough time concentrating, but surprisingly, I was not angry at all. I guess this is what people call father’s love, isn’t it?