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Monday, July 5, 2010

No sauce for the goose sauce for the gander

Came across this idiomatic expression and was tickled pink of how I can use it, and therefore be able to reuse it again. I used to have a high school classmate with a wide vocabulary. Her secret apparently was that her mom taught her the practice to pick up a new word and use it at least five times that day.


So going back to the 'sauce for the goose sauce for the gander', it means that one thing that worked for another will not apply to the other. I read the term from a Philippine Daily Inquirer article, but can't remember what the article was about anymore. :D A gander is a male goose, which made me think of our two kids. What works for Lois, definitely won't work with Carlos.

Lois runs on diesel, slow to start; Carlos runs on octane gas with nitro. Lois is friendly, very sociable especially with younger kids. Carlos, prefers to be alone - with his toys especially. Lois can be scolded once and will remember. That wouldn't work with Carlos. :)

Little storyteller
Maybe because of her age, Lois has been able to tell stories from what she has experienced. She's able to summarize things that she saw. "Mommy, we saw Barbie as a princess. She and her friends used ribbons or fans as weapons." Then I would confirm it with Ate Bheng, our latest nanny.


It's good that she remembers past experiences and uses them to remember people. Like when I asked her if she remembers Ninang Anlen, she said they rode Ninong Marvin's car together. Or if I mention the name of another sister, Ate Nilda, Lois said she joined them swim in Amana.

This growing skill gives me confidence that my little reporter will surely share with me once something bad happens to her while I am away. She even serves as my memory bank. I once asked her about a pair of slippers and she recounted that she gave them up for the less fortunate since she already has a new pair.

Frustrated Carlos
Carlos' little fingers don't help when playing with Lego. He would often cry in frustration. So we've been teaching him to concentrate instead of crying. We'd show him slowly, how it's done properly then he'd be able to copy it. Then all three of us - Lois, Daddy and Me would smile secretly at each other.


Something about persistence
People who are persistent — rather than those who have high IQs — tend to achieve greater success in life. Let your child see you going the extra mile, whether it's fixing something around the house or sticking with the same project such as a big book or a painting night after night.

Got this from babycenter.com and would like to share it for the wisdom it gives.

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