After a long day, tiring day at the zoo (failing miserably at Day 3’s challenge: no yelling), my son and daughter were in no mood to organize their bedrooms. As I assessed my daughter’s closet, she managed to pull out all her dresses, try them on, and drop them to the floor. Needless to say, we did not get very far.
That overused expression “dance like no one is watching” holds true for my children. My son has no problem busting a move walking through a mall, in a restaurant, or in our house (all of which he believes goes unnoticed), yet clams up when someone directs an innocent question at him. A few days ago, I used the word “embarrassed” in conversation and quickly realized that neither of my kids really understood its meaning.
So, you know what happened when I relinquished some control to my kids? A whole lot of nothing. My kids were particularly indecisive about pretty much everything today. In fact, they seemed to want me to make all their decisions for them. (I did make watching TV all day off limits as well as eating candy).
What do you want for breakfast? I don’t know, they responded. So, I gave them some options. What do you want to do today? I don’t know. So, I gave them some choices and we went to the pool. They did want to go home earlier than I would have liked and I didn’t try to convince them to stay any longer. My son couldn’t decide what to eat for lunch so skipped it. They didn’t have any opinions on dinner either. Overall, just an abnormally easy day. There was no fighting, no separating them, just happy outdoor play.
All day long, we tell our kids what to do. At school, teachers impose their expectations on them. How often do we allow our children to teach us about something they love?
If you want to engage my son in conversation, ask him about airplanes. If you want him to talk your ear off for an hour, ask him about his favorite game Airplane! 2.
It’s the first day of summer vacation and my over-planning-self went into overdrive today: dental appointments, followed by a visit to a local farm, an outdoor ice cream stand, and . . . oh, wait, I need to complete today’s challenge. Luckily, even at five o’clock, we still had a few more hours of daylight left. We drove straight to Rockefeller State Park, one of
My son completed first grade today. After school, we drove an hour plus to my brother’s house, swam, played, and drove home again. By the time I pulled into my driveway at 9:30 pm, the last thing I wanted to do was read a story, let alone make up a story. “Ready for my story?” I asked. My daughter pulled out a book. No, I
As a parent, you can only protect your kids from so much. I can’t reduce their risk of most types of cancers, but I can help to reduce their sun cancer risk. When people hear skin cancer, I think they often take it lightly. Maybe it’s because we all know someone who has had skin cancer; it’s the most common type often not serious. However, patients are getting diagnosed with melanoma at alarming rates in recent years.
OK, my PSA is over.
As you can see, I take my sun protection extremely seriously. I am always on the search for the best products.
As much as I personally rely on technology (and you can see from my blog posts that I absolutely do), I also sometimes long for the days of answering machines, CDs, and encyclopedias.
Technology creates a demand for instant gratification: we must know the answers to our questions now, you must respond to my text or email now. We cannot just sit and wait idly by. I think back to middle school when I conducted research in the library, searching through book upon book, photocopying documents and even using the time-sucking microfiche, and wonder how our children would manage. For instance, if I tell my 1st grader son that I emailed a friend’s mom to set up a play date and I don’t hear back immediately, he will ask, did you text her? If he asks me an impossibly hard question to answer and I am unsure of the answer, he inevitably asks, can you look it up online?
Is it a surprise he acts this way? When I watch a movie and an actor looks familiar but I cannot place him, I pause, read his IMDB profile, and continue the movie, content in my newfound knowledge. When I have a mundane question for a friend, I do wait until I see her next time; no, I immediately text her, expecting a response within minutes. If she cannot respond at that exact moment, I know I will receive a follow-up text explaining her delay (“Sorry, I didn’t see this earlier, we went to the movies).
This is the world in which my children will grow up.
I declare today, Day 3, a tremendous success. Even when my son ran upstairs this afternoon and warned me about “something bad, something badder than bad, something really even badder than bad,” I never lost control.
When my daughter told me she wanted toast this morning but definitely no eggs and then screamed at me that I did something wrong AGAIN when I forgot her eggs, I still did not lose my cool. She repeated her request politely and I made some eggs.