Thursday, May 31, 2012
Monday, May 28, 2012
Memorial Day Weekend
We decided to have our third annual garage sale this weekend, which turned out to be really poor planning since one of the larger local neighborhoods was hosting their (25th?) annual garage sale complete with food vendors. That's right, there were food vendors there....our sad little sale could not compete with fresh kettle cooked popcorn.....
I decided to take the kids over to see what all the fuss was about conveniently getting them out of the house before they noticed any of their old toys had made it to the sale table. They have a really hard time letting go of old toys. Unfortunately, when we returned the sale had not been as successful as we had hoped and David zeroed in on the kitty keyboard that was the bane of our existence for about six months before we retired it to the basement (where we put excess toys away to see if the boys really miss them before retiring them in a more permanent fashion). He didn't notice it was gone, but he sure did notice it was on the sell table.....now it's back in the playroom and we have to start all over again.
Disclaimer: We don't make it a habit to sneakily get rid of beloved toys but if you buy us a keyboard that has the option to go into "cat" mode and instead of piano noises you get "meows," we will hide it from the children and/or take the batteries out and fain ignorance when they ask why it's "broken".........
Just so you know I'm not a completely hateful toy snatching mom, while we were checking out the other garage sale extravaganza I did give each of the boys one dollar to hunt for treasures with. The last time we went garage sale-ing David picked out a completely reasonable little metal car and Henry chose a sweet earless horse. This time....things didn't work out as well. David chose this 25 cent wonder:
Don't be fooled, this may look like a harmless Fisher Price train-on-a-string, but no--it's a Christmas Fisher Price train-on-a-string and as we began to walk away with our new prize it began to sing Christmas carols......David was beyond excited....."your welcome!" yelled the mom who had just rid herself of this monstrosity....thanks other mom.....thanks a lot......
The trip wasn't a total disaster though. I found this "pirate ship" (according to Henry's keen nautical eye) for $10. I have no idea what model ships are worth but this looked really neat and I'm planning on putting it in the boys room as soon as they realize it's not a toy.....so maybe never........
Chris decided to go into school today to get ahead in his studying so we can take a couple of three day weekends in June so the boys and I walked down to our local Memorial Day parade by ourselves. I think it's the first parade they've been to where they really understood what was happening--they thought it was pretty much the best thing ever.......
I'm not sure but I think David might have been enjoying himself......
......right up until the percussion section passed by..........
They were only mildly upset that there wasn't a single piece of candy thrown during the whole parade. I didn't realize you could have a parade and not throw candy at the spectators but apparently you can, I don't know why you'd want to though.........
I decided to take the kids over to see what all the fuss was about conveniently getting them out of the house before they noticed any of their old toys had made it to the sale table. They have a really hard time letting go of old toys. Unfortunately, when we returned the sale had not been as successful as we had hoped and David zeroed in on the kitty keyboard that was the bane of our existence for about six months before we retired it to the basement (where we put excess toys away to see if the boys really miss them before retiring them in a more permanent fashion). He didn't notice it was gone, but he sure did notice it was on the sell table.....now it's back in the playroom and we have to start all over again.
Disclaimer: We don't make it a habit to sneakily get rid of beloved toys but if you buy us a keyboard that has the option to go into "cat" mode and instead of piano noises you get "meows," we will hide it from the children and/or take the batteries out and fain ignorance when they ask why it's "broken".........
Just so you know I'm not a completely hateful toy snatching mom, while we were checking out the other garage sale extravaganza I did give each of the boys one dollar to hunt for treasures with. The last time we went garage sale-ing David picked out a completely reasonable little metal car and Henry chose a sweet earless horse. This time....things didn't work out as well. David chose this 25 cent wonder:
Don't be fooled, this may look like a harmless Fisher Price train-on-a-string, but no--it's a Christmas Fisher Price train-on-a-string and as we began to walk away with our new prize it began to sing Christmas carols......David was beyond excited....."your welcome!" yelled the mom who had just rid herself of this monstrosity....thanks other mom.....thanks a lot......
The trip wasn't a total disaster though. I found this "pirate ship" (according to Henry's keen nautical eye) for $10. I have no idea what model ships are worth but this looked really neat and I'm planning on putting it in the boys room as soon as they realize it's not a toy.....so maybe never........
Chris decided to go into school today to get ahead in his studying so we can take a couple of three day weekends in June so the boys and I walked down to our local Memorial Day parade by ourselves. I think it's the first parade they've been to where they really understood what was happening--they thought it was pretty much the best thing ever.......
I'm not sure but I think David might have been enjoying himself......
......right up until the percussion section passed by..........
They were only mildly upset that there wasn't a single piece of candy thrown during the whole parade. I didn't realize you could have a parade and not throw candy at the spectators but apparently you can, I don't know why you'd want to though.........
Saturday, May 26, 2012
A Day at the Park
I've been hearing some complaining that there are hardly ever any pictures of me on the blog.......this, coupled with the fact that Chris' photo taking skills were called into question resulted in a park photo shoot with Chris determined to prove himself in the camera department. Drum roll please.......
Apparently Henry is not amused.......well, maybe a little amused......
Ah, what would the ducks like today? I know, some left over PB&J crusts....delicious..........
Why is it that mommy always ends up holding the half-eaten fruit?
Henry, after noticing mommy and "Da-did" frolicked their way down the path without him while dad had a forced photo shoot......I know sweetie, I know.....mommy doesn't like it when daddy makes me pose for pictures either...........
The neighborhood family of ducklings.....for some reason they wouldn't get any closer than this......even after Henry threw some gravel in for them to snack on....apparently gravel isn't super enticing for baby ducks......
All of the duck feeding, bridge sitting, pooh sticks playing, and path skipping obviously ended with some toe dipping......did I say dipping, I meant ridiculous splashing........
With a final culmination of mulch pile climbing. Who could resist a giant mountain of mulch? Not my men........who needs playground equippment when there are so many better options available............
Apparently Henry is not amused.......well, maybe a little amused......
Ah, what would the ducks like today? I know, some left over PB&J crusts....delicious..........
Why is it that mommy always ends up holding the half-eaten fruit?
Henry, after noticing mommy and "Da-did" frolicked their way down the path without him while dad had a forced photo shoot......I know sweetie, I know.....mommy doesn't like it when daddy makes me pose for pictures either...........
The neighborhood family of ducklings.....for some reason they wouldn't get any closer than this......even after Henry threw some gravel in for them to snack on....apparently gravel isn't super enticing for baby ducks......
All of the duck feeding, bridge sitting, pooh sticks playing, and path skipping obviously ended with some toe dipping......did I say dipping, I meant ridiculous splashing........
With a final culmination of mulch pile climbing. Who could resist a giant mountain of mulch? Not my men........who needs playground equippment when there are so many better options available............
Sunday, May 20, 2012
What Must the Librarian Think?
I recently had our library pull a few parenting books for me...I was a little embarrassed walking up to the desk to pick them up and I'm sure the librarian took one look at the boys and thought to herself...mmmmm....I see......
Really I was desperate. The discipline techniques we were using were just really not working....I know, I know, you can tell me I just wasn't being consistent all you want, but the fact is discipline was making me angry and David angry and we were in an angry discipline merry-go-round and I wanted to get off!
As I began plowing through these books I surprised myself with the realization that I preferred the ones that leaned toward attachment parenting. I always thought I liked a behavioral approach to discipline...you do X, child responds with Y....if they don't behave you make them behave, easy and done. As I was reading these, especially Playful Parenting
I've also always assumed attachment parenting and permissive parenting were one and the same, but after reading these books I have to admit that I was wrong. I've seen some real positive changes just in the past two weeks by implementing some fairly simple ideas. While I don't think you'll find me nursing a three year old on the cover of Time any time in the near future (and really, I seriously doubt that anyone who does practice extended nursing ever does so in such an overtly sexualized pose with their child standing on a stool--I imagine it's more of an attachment parenting snuggle) I do think I'll be looking more seriously into this attachment parenting stuff :)
Anyway, here are some of my favorite pointers--which are a mishmash from all of these books--which is probably obnoxious, but if you are interested in any of these I would definitely recommend Playful Parenting
and How to Talk So Kids Will Listen and Listen So Kids Will Talk
Random Parenting Tips:
- Assume a positive motive for your child's actions. Assuming (as, let's face it, I often do) that the boys are deliberately trying to be naughty/upset me/make me spill my tea and all around deliberately ruin my day is never helpful. When I assume a positive intent (i.e. "you hit your brother over the head with the puzzle because you really wanted to have a turn with that school bus and you didn't think he was sharing"--not that that's ever happened here.....) I stay calmer, David stays calmer and instead of yelling something along the lines of "Why would you do that! Go to time out and you can get up when I say you can get up!"--which of course I have also never done--I have the opportunity to teach him what he should have done instead and he doesn't feel like an angry, misunderstood, naughty failure at toy sharing and at life in general :)
- Offer two positive choices (as opposed to one positive and one horrifically negative one which is what my "choices" had degraded to before!)--"Do you want to put your coat on forward or backward?" or "Do you want to hop to the door or dance?"
- Empathize. A simple "you're really upset because you wanted to play at the park and you can't" is often enough for David to calm the beginnings of a tantrum and even if he does cry, saying "it's okay to be sad and cry when you're upset" usually calms down tantrums too. I've realized in the past couple of weeks that he really just wants someone to recognize and validate his feelings and then he moves right on.
- Be playful! When I keep a playful tone I don't get as angry and I can discipline and redirect with ease. If I feel like screaming, I've been trying to pretend to scream and that has done wonders for keeping me calm and letting the boys know I'm angry but not in a scary/threatening way. Silliness has been diffusing even the most tense discipline situations around here and we've all been so much happier for it. Also, (and this is so obvious I'm embarrassed to admit it was a huge insight for me) the more I play with the boys and give them my full and undivided attention the less they act up and try to get said attention in, shall we say, less desirable ways.
- Prevent instead of punish--this probably goes along with playing and paying better attention. If I'm more focused on the boys I can more easily recognize a problem before it occurs.
- Show children how to make amends--if they spill something tell them where the rag is to wipe it up, if they break something show them how to fix it--don't punish them, just let them make up for it on their own.
- Get children to problem solve--tell them you can't allow them to hit, spit, throw, etc. and you and the child need to make a list of things they could do instead--write them down together and post them somewhere. I haven't tried this yet but it sounds like it's worth a go :)
- Set clear limits, follow through by stopping the offending behavior and give meaningful or natural consequences. As Playful Parenting
puts it, "in the rush to punish children, we forget that the essence of discipline is to teach.”
- Help children deal with their feelings by giving them their wishes in fantasy. Giving David his wishes in fantasy has been by far the most successful advice we have implemented. When he starts to get upset--when it's time to leave the park for instance--he usually starts in with that whining voice that is the bane of every parent's existence......"but I want to staaaaaayyyy at the paaaaaaark...." Instead of trying to explain to him all of my very valid reasons for needing to leave, I simply respond with something along the lines of "me too, I wish we could stay at the park all night, and live here forever, we could sleep under the slide and cuddle up with the ducks to keep us warm...." Instead of whining about the fact that we are leaving, he starts imagining with me all of the fun things we could do if we lived at the park and miracle of miracles, he happily trots along with me to the car.
I also loved the idea that we need to "let go of [our] expectation that [our] child can give up what she wants in order to follow [our] wishes and still be happy about it…[And] stop trying to control [our] child’s feelings. She has a right to all of her feelings. Without them, she would be lost. Feelings serve us as our core system for discerning right from wrong. Feelings are our moral navigators. We do not need to stop having them. We need to express them more appropriately” (Easy to Love, Difficult to Discipline: The 7 Basic Skills for Turning Conflict into Cooperation
Well, I hope some of these ideas will be as helpful to you as they have been to me and really I can't recommend those two books enough. I think my parenting has been changed forever.....well, I hope it has been anyway!
I'll leave you with a final note from How to Talk So Kids Will Listen and Listen So Kids Will Talk
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