Help Interacting With A 2 Year Old Girl

I’m currently abroad in Austria and I speak very very little german. I’m in a young host family with a 2 1/2 year old and a three week old baby. I’ve been here about two weeks and I need some help adjusting to the family because I am here for almost four months.
I think the family I stay with really appreciates it when I interact with her and they keep saying how they had a girl before me named Zoe who was so good with her. I’m not super good with young children, but I want the little girl to like me. I’ve worked with older children before but never children this young.
I think with a newborn in the house she’s already a little jealous that she is splitting her moms attention. And I notice that whenever we interact she pushes me away or hits me and I think she is already starting to see that I also take away attention from her mom. And I want her to see me as like another playmate or older sister and not as someone to be jealous if. Because I don’t know her native language very well it’s already a huge barrier for me. But I want her to accept me.

What are some ways I can approach her or play with her that might help me gain her approval? Because I want her to like me. And I would really love to be able to be like a big sister to her for the next four months. Maybe some suggestions for games to play or even just how to approach her? Any advice is appreciated.

I also hope to one day work with children so advice would be really helpful….

I Had A Weird Dream Last Night…

I don’t even remember what it was about or what happened, but I distinctly remember a very red-haired fairy person taking me around. And then I woke up and my first thought was “I would love to make a sim of her” and then I fell back asleep. 






so no one told you life was gonna be this way

your blog’s a joke you’re broke your otp is gay

it’s like you’re always just stuck waiting here

for a tv show that’s not been on for months, or even for years

but, tumblr’s here for youuu, when the tears start to fall

tumblr’s here for youu, like no website before

tumblr’s here for you, ‘cause you’ve got nothing else to do


(via centeringhazzyness)

Oh my God, what if you wake up some day, and you’re 65, or 75, and you never got your memoir or novel written; or you didn’t go swimming in warm pools and oceans all those years because your thighs were jiggly and you had a nice big comfortable tummy; or you were just so strung out on perfectionism and people-pleasing that you forgot to have a big juicy creative life, of imagination and radical silliness and staring off into space like when you were a kid? It’s going to break your heart. Don’t let this happen.

Anne Lamott  (via neonchills)

(via creativitycomplications)


He was drumming on an instrument in his car when I asked if I could talk with him. “Sure. Do you mind if I finish working out this beat first?” He tapped rhythmically with concentration. Then he looked up and smiled. “I just got this. I ordered it from Brazil. It’s called a Pandeiro.” 
"How is it different than a tambourine?" 
"The way you play it. Samba." He played for me again, then let me try it. 
"Is this what you do? Are you a drummer?" 
"Yeah. I play in a band called Pink Martini."


I just learned of the death of Derek Rieth, percussionist for the Portland band, Pink Martini. 

I met Derek through Humans of Portland back in February. (
The news of his tragic passing reminded me that I had unpublished photos from when we met. In memory of Derek, I wanted to publish them today.

Derek Rieth 
1971 - 2014

!!!!!!!!!!!!! So sad. I love Pink Martini. :( RIP


Unfriendly reminder that in America it’s reasonable to say an unarmed black kid deserved to be shot six times because he might have robbed a convenience store, but a white kid shouldn’t be kicked off the high school football team just because he violently raped a girl.

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