Showing posts with label raising boys. Show all posts
Showing posts with label raising boys. Show all posts

Monday, April 25, 2016

Dont Be a Perfect Mom (or Dad or Guardian), Your Screwing Up Your KidsFuture!

Back when I was planning my older sons 8th birthday I blogged about the ease (and pain) that comes along with making memorable birthdays. Which "memorable birthdays" could be a post all their own. I do t think our parents generation put that much pressure on themselves "making" a great day beyond friends and cake.

So as I logged the days successes and failures I realized that being "the Perfect Mom" who doesn't make mistakes is screwing up our kids! Where in life is there continual perfection? Of course there are the perfect blooms in flowers and amazing perfect sunsets. But is everyday that way? Doesn't the flower wilt? Isn't there smog or clouds to hide the setting sun? And so goes parenting. 

My closing thoughts from that blog post highlight the need for lack of perfection as a mom and dad. We pick up here after the days review of what went well in planning my sons birthday experience, and didn't go so well with near HUGE errors... When it hit me:

"But then I was thinking, it's a good thing that I screw up

Not such terrible screw ups, to completely ruin the day, but it's also not the perfection that the "Facebook pictures" or pinterest make it seem to be. Because one day my sons will want to find a partner in life, and if boys look for girls similar to their moms, I CAN'T be "perfect" because then he will never get married!?! What things will she need to perfectly do for him? Never burn his food? Never miss buying a gift? Always ironing clothes and making elegant bento box lunches? Who is perfect? 

And do I want a perfect Daughter-in-Law? No thank you. I do not want Barbie figure, Martha Stewart cookin, Nanny Jo rearing at my house! I want her to be normal. Not high maintenance perfection.
(Even Martha Stewart has a "team" helping her along the crafty way.) 

It's healthier ti live in reality, to laugh at her Making Mistakes that will be on the road of life, and more importantly to learn from them. I want her to Laugh.Out.Loud. & to be honest to herself and him when things go crazy.... And things will go wrong,... they have to, because that's Life.  Forks in the road are everywhere, she will beed to have some coping skills to deal with it if my son will have sanity in his life. Hopefully the partner t-he-y marries stays calm at a dilemma and can see an adventure instead, an opportunity for trying something new, and not a pitch fork!

I admit that I mess with my own kids for this very reason: Life doesn't always go the way we want. And when it doesn't I don't get to just freak out, scream, cry, blame them, rant or rave. They are watching - intentionally or not - to see how mom handles that life challenge/dilemma. And hopefully when the time comes I have set enough good examples that the boys will pick a girl who adjusts easily. 

On our growing up journey, I'm continually being honest with the boys 
1. because that helps build their character 
2. they won't say I lied to them while they were growing up
3. and I'm praying my honesty will lead to less "mom you screwed me up because..." 

So ladies (and dads striving at perfection, this applies to us all) Don't Do It! Don't be the perfect mom. Daughter-in-Law's thank me later. 

The days are long the years are short. Make mistakes." A lot of mistakes. 


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Monday, May 11, 2015

How Mad Men Will End.

I stand by my theory of Don in a Fedora. He will be alone, and distant. Betty dying will be a final bit of information for Don's question, now answered: "yes, this is all there is too life." How you live, graciously or wrecklessly, taking lifes' circumstances and making the best (or not) of them. 

But you also realize the finale is not about HOW it will end. It does not matter if Don dies, lives, grows old or not. More than likely none of these things will happen. The finale will end as every other episode did, Don missing out on life. Alone. With Don stuck in his selfish journey, to be individual, and run away from the what Don sees as a "mundane" existence.

We need to delve a little deeper behind the storyline. Understand why
People do things. That is WHAT the Finale episodes have been about, not what actually "happens." Each episode in this "8th season" has been a final goodbye to the characters. As each episode passes, we say goodbye to a character, not to be seen in the series again. And how did it end for them? You watched, you know. They ended like every other day, making a decision, about love, work, or anything else. Sterling, Peggy, Joan, Betty, all remain true to themselves, to their personality. There is no big change, no big a-ha moment, they continue on there paths.

But where is Don's path headed. Where is such a lonely soul going to find happiness, or at least acceptance of "this life." 

Genre Realities

I love how Matt Weiner uses current events of the Don Draper era, both in books, movie references, and music. Nothing is unintentional or coincidental in the series. Every newspaper picked up, every TV show thats in the background, these are all strategically placed to add deeper context to the show (especially if you are familiar with the episodes or reading). These items add foreshadowing and explanation for some character actions too. It is authentic, and if you are familiar with the texts, knowing these writings helps you understand the mindset that Don is left with, or the character in the scene, when he finishes these readings. 

When Gene Hofstadt (Betty’s father) died in series three’s The Arrangements, the episode ended with Over There, the popular US soldiers’ song by George M Cohan. As his daughter faced up to her own death, it was heard again as Don sang it at the veterans’ party. 
The music when Don was pulled over in his dream was Merle Haggard’s Okie From Muskogee, his possibly ironic (possibly not) response to draft-burning hippies. And a potential warning sign of the culture clash ahead. We closed with Buddy Holly singing Everyday as Don sat at the bus stop. It’s getting closer … 
It’s Leftover Motel Paperback Night at the Mad Men Book Club. We saw Don whiling away the hours at the Sharon motel with a selection of bestsellers including Mario Puzo’s The Godfather (out in 1969, the movie adaptation was already in production by mid-1970); Michael Crichton’s The Andromeda Strain and James Michener’s historical novel Hawaii. The woman at the pool was reading Alberto Moravia’s The Woman of Rome.
Above was taken from the guardian: http://www.theguardian.com/tv-and-radio/2015/may/11/mad-men-recap-season-seven-episode-13-the-milk-and-honey-route-warning-spoilers

The American Need for Closure
I teasingly tell my husband that only American movies have happy endings. Most foreign films end truthfully, life simply continues, without some huge closure. As americans we strive for that "closure" so we can tie things up neatly in a bow and move on. Is that reality? Is that life? Granted Most things do end well: the kids 5th birthday party (unless Don is your husband who runs off when running out to pick up the cake), the school fundraiser, the Monday Morning meeting. Relationships tho, that's where we struggle. Connecting with people and getting satisfaction in those connections. 

However, some people can't make connections it really beyond them. Literally not in their ability. A persons vanity gets in the way of some basic requirements to make a person-person connection: show your true self, make sacrifices, get to really know the other person, etc. Most of the men in the series are so vane and into themselves and their role, they simply can't love, because they can't do any of the things required to fall in love. These men weren't raised by loving mothers, giving hugs and kisses, the Don, Pete, and Sterling are powerful because they'll hurt anyone to get there. Their mommies told them they were wonderful and superstars, and didn't show one drop of emotion. These mom's broke their kids but not showing warmth. These men simply can't find satisfaction because they never felt it growing up. They don't know what it means to have a full cup, these men aren't satisfied by pure joy, happiness is beyond their reach. 


Pete's Vanity and Life "As it Should Be"

We heard Pete thru the entire series complaining, "this isn't how it's supposed to be, this isn't how things are." Pete lives in the reality he was taught, old aristocracy, old family "blood" values. Pete still lives in the land his mom made, the land of how wealthy to-do's want it to be, properness and the family image.

Pete returning to his wife is already a stretch at happiness that I am shocked, shocked, Mad Men is making an attempt at. It's theorized that Pete is Don's ego, a counterpoint to show how we can learn from our mistakes. Never trust Duck! Perhaps the job offer is real, and perhaps Pete does love his ex. More so Pete needs her to have the "appearence" they were both taught, a happy home, kids, and a wife to accompany you to dinner. Pete isn't returning for love, he's returning to his wife because he (and she) we raised to maintain a certain appearence. It is not genuine love, perhaps genuine vanity. 

The conspiracy theory is:
Pete is still his fathers son, his father dies in a plane crash, and perhaps Pete will survive the real crash of Oct 3, 1970 out of Wicheta KS.


Don on Children

Don "can't get no satisfaction." Not thru marriage, mistresses, or one night stands. Don doesn't have an emotional toolbox, he simply cannot fill up on love, or everyday happiness. 

Don can't even find love with his own children. Because he doesn't know how. He was not loved, or shown warmth, he knows only sexual love. The rest is emptiness. When the feeling of happiness, love, it never experienced, then you can't recognize it when it's happening to you.

Ironically Don's hotel TV went out when comedian Redd Foxx is on the Flip Wilson show. Episode link here: https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=lm6fLKz5ByU

He was going into a speech: "Children are a blessing, I feel sorry for" and the TV is cut off... The ending line is "People who don't have children." It's a comedy bit, but makes a great point about the joys of children, and family. Something Don can't have, and a bit of foreshadowing, that he will abandon his kids. 

As a mother I too have - a la Betty Draper Francis - been anti my pigeon holed role as mother. But more so then not I embrace my children and the love we share. The simplicity of exploring and experiencing life with them is truly
Amazing. . . Something Don has never experienced. Nor Betty for that matter. She too was busy in her selfishness. Don didn't hear the Redd Foxx commentary on kids and life because his TV went out in a perfect moment. 

When Sally comes home after finding out about Betty's cancer, she sits at the table holding her brothers. This summaries the rest of her life. When Betty's funeral shows in the next episode most likely Don won't be there. He has missed out on so much in life, and closure is not Don's thing. One of the last interactions between Don and Sally will be her telling him how the funeral was, and Betty's cancer. It's here, hanging up the phone that Don abandons Sally. If Don shows up for the funeral, he'd have to return to life. Instead of this fantasy running away that he has done, again. Don would have to face raising his children, and he can't do that (he can't man up and take on his responsibility, that is after all what we call "being a man."). Don doesn't face responsability, he wants the world to revolve around him, the image of him as a great idea man (just like a selfish 18 year old). He simply won't sacrifice for his kids, chasing the emptiness is all he has. 

Perhaps this moment, when Don abandons his kids we, the TV audience, will stop sensationalizing him. We will stop admiring his ability to walk away. Call it was it is - wreckless abandon. And abandonement of his children. 

Don on Individuality

It's been theorized that Don wants to be unique, a man with great ideas. And now that he has achieved that, he wonders still, "is this all their is?"

When a cold mother raises you, matter of fact about life, without hugs and kisses, you grow up with that matter of factness too. It is hard to discover happiness on your own. To search for that "something more" and find it. And so Don is stuck, he is the body of a man, but the abandon of an 18 year old. Don never grew up. When in clienteetings he hijacks the conversation, making it about HIS creative, HIS big idea. He drowns in the praise and glory of his work, built on the backs of others. 

Don doesn't want to be one of the many, as he sees in the McCann meeting with Miller Beer. He looks out the window, sees a plane, and wants to be free,
Not pigeonholed. (Sidebar: that plane could be foresight to the last episode).

Don doesn't even realize he is where he's supposed to be, accomplished, lavished, adored by his peers. But he seeks satisfaction. And we, as Humans, aren't supposed to seek fame and fortune, we are supposed to survive. We are supposed to have families. For me the proof is success is man made. Family is in every man ability. To continue, to live on - and that comes in our children. 

Pete exemplifies this idea of living on, family bloodlines continuing the work, bearing the name of our family. And bloodline can be achieved less the arrogance. And Pete returning home gets "the best of both worlds" gains his family, and has man made success too.

Don can't ever feel the satisfaction of a bloodline, because Draper is not HIS family bloodline. He abandoned his own Whitman family, he abandoned his created family with Betty, he constantly running from what he is here for. He will always be chasingb something else. Because just being here, in the moment, and appreciting that moment, it beyond Don, it is not with in his reality. Literally beyond him as a man. As a person.

I have an uncle who has been thru hell and back in his life. He could probably relate to the torture of the 20th century man coming from proverty, pains and horrors, and trying to make a life for yourself after a cruel childhood. My uncle has grown on long journey called his life. When we spent an afternoon with my kids this Mother's Day, he stood on the deck looking at my kids, watching them play. He doesn't watch Mad
Men (but he could probably relate). He said "this is it, this is what lifes about. Family. Being here, with each other. Right now." 

Why "The Finale" Doesn't Matter

Mad Men has helped me understand my own father in this last season. And not for the sake of knowing who he is, and why he actd so weird, not able to make a connection. But will understanding my own father help me change him? Will his living beyond 75 years change him? No and no. He too is stuck, chasing greatness. He doesn't realize that family is all their is. Because today, one day after your big birthday. When the parties over and the friends have gone, what's left? Who is left? Just the people. And if you treat them with abandon, like they aren't important, you can't show you care, then you really don't have anything left.

If Don dies of a heart attack, or in a car accident, that's the "closure" we seek. But our addiction to the show is watchig how he lived. And how he didn't live.

The End of Mad Men

I anticipate with giddyness the end that has been Mad Men. Awesome series, which I will rewatch with my children on day. It'll be a visual teaching on the importance of giving children, and young boys, the need of their emotional tool box. How to process lifes moments, gain closure, and appreciate "the little things." 

Make Mistakes, breathe, reflect and Laugh.Out.Loud 


Saturday, February 1, 2014

I Don't Wanna do Chores! And I Didn't Have Time to Play Today

This is our quick reminder of how long the day is and exactly how much time 8 year old Older Son DID play today!!

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I wrote the example entry, and he continued writing how time was spent one Snowy Saturday. Suddenly we realized he had 5 hours of free time!!! After The next chore instruction I heard "yes Mom!"

Tuesday, November 12, 2013

Stick Together: my Momism

A simple rule and something I say often. When we are at a store, or a large play area: "kids, let's stick..." And they reply "together." 

I want the kids to be independent, I'm their due time. But for safety sake, and my own sanity, there's a time and a place for wandering. The hu-mungus-monster-mall with 150 stores is NOT a place for kids to wander. In a store or out!!

We walked into Spencer's gifts at the mall which caught our attention with a Jamaican flag poster. We are planning a trip there for a family wedding and the kids are soooo excited. We went in, to show kids what they saw already, even more tshirts and hats galore with cartoon themed stuff from this generation. No Bart Simpson or Metallica here. However many other middle finger appropriate slang-cursing tshirts on the higher up shelves. 

As we walked and whirled between aisles and tall stand alone shelves, I turned a corner and both boys were gone. "Check check?"  I said. No reply.
 
The song lyrics were pipeing LOUD in the stereo ironically "stick together, la la la la la.." So I yelled "stick"... And they replied while walking back to me "together." Phew! What a relief. After that I made more of an effort to keep them close(r) to me.


Make Mistakes. Breath, Reflect. and Laugh.Out.Loud


Monday, September 16, 2013

Old Mom meet New Mom

I used to be a far worse mother then I am now.

I have been reflecting on how I used to be very strict, very schedule driven, and a little uptight. And I always felt good outside with my son. Maybe because I was a little bit "away from it all" when we left the house. He got to run, and I got to breath fresh air.... or maybe it was something I was missing. Something I didn't "get" as a new mom?


Old Mom: when my son wouldn't fall asleep right away at night, I'd get frustrated. If he was thirsty, I'd say "no." If he wanted another story, I'd say "no." And he toss and turn, for 30 minutes or longer..... I'd feel frustrated.

Meet New Mom: one boy is now two boys, and how quickly has time gone by. we have a regular bedtime routine, and if for some reason one or both boys can't sleep, we bend the rules. Now I'll go to my kids bed and snuggle with them. If they can't sleep and they're thirsty we go to the kitchen together and get a late snack (full tummies sleep better). I read them one more book. I rub their back, and give them bunches of kisses. I've learned that saying no in these rare times (maybe 2-3x's per year) just keeps us BOTH up late... I'd rather have a snack, and snuggle until we both fall asleep.


Old Mom, Meet New Mom
Old Mom: Nearly 8 years ago I would rock my son to sleep while playing games on my phone. I'd struggle saying nursing didn't work. I'd tell him to "ssshhhh, be quiet, it's sleep time." I'd put him to sleep in his crib, waking at night to rock him again. Leaving him, alone, in his room to sleep. I'd feel frustrated.

Meet New Mom: now I lay down for naps and bedtime with my daughter. The first moments are for her, to look at her, and to enjoy our fleeting time together. I look at her when she nurses. I rub her head and back. She puts her fingers in my mouth. She'll say "hmmm mmmmn" (whatever she's attempting AS she nurses). And I say "yes" "um hmmm" right back. And then she drifts off to sleep. Next to me, tummy to tummy. And stays asleep all night! And wakes me with a cute "coo" or "mama." And were much happier.

Old Mom: I'd wouldn't let my older son come into our bed at night. We'd always snuggle while reading a book, in his rocking chair, in his room. Only a few times did he ask to come to our bed, and we always said no. I don't know why. And deep down it made me sad.

Meet New Mom: after young son was born, and co slept with us until 18 months, we realized how fast our babies grew up. So we started letting both boys occasionally fall asleep in our bed, and then we transfer back to their beds. Now, when baby girl makes 3 kids, we often let them fall asleep in our bed (Fridays and weekends are to be expected, often more, at least on "moms side" of the bed). And now I get hot faster, and often stuck, pinned, between sleeping kids, and I'm thrilled. 

Old Mom: I would say clean up time, and send my son to clean up. I'd come in and see the work wasn't done, I'd start to get angrier and angrier, and then yell at him that he didn't clean up!!! This continued thru my young sons learning to clean up. Sometimes I'd help. Then I helped more when I heard a song on my older sons cd about cleaning up: 

"It's a busy day there's so much to do, can you help me (child's name). Put the books back on the shelf so we leave it neat for somebody else.... You can reach where it's small, and I can reach where it's tall... 20 fingers is what you need, it's fun when it's you and me." I was frustrated. 

Meet New Mom: I know that "modeling" the behaviors you want your child to do is critical!! They need to see ME cleaning up, CARING for my things, HELPING them clean up, TELLING them where things go, and They PUT it away. Sometimes I have to watch dinner in the pan, or change a diaper, or tend to something (because there's always something), but I always help, for at least 1-2 minutes and start the "clean up time." Modeling the behaviors I want them to have. Yes it takes more time in the beginning but within a few months you stop yelling and seeing the kids doing what's expected! And do you know what? It's helped! I rarely yell (about) cleaning up. I've let go of "I'll do it" and instead say "let me show you how." What a Tremendous wonderful change for us!!

I am really learning every day. I know there are so many more examples I can give. Discipline, Schedule, and Hard Work all hold the same value for us as a family, but my approach to teaching these skills and maintaining our lives has - - - grown. I've learned from most of my mistakes, I hope to keep learning and changing. For my sake as well as there own.

I heard those interview with an author who resides with his family in New York City. The book was something about the Archway in Central Park. And entering the gates of Central Park. Anyway, this author was talking about how he tried so hard to do the best for his kids when they were little, and he tried to be the best dad and do everything "just right." And then his son, who grew up and said to his dad 25 years later, "Dad, when I was little you always used to do this one thing.... {Parents: insert here what you do}." The author said, we can try hard at a lot of things like home work every day, and tossing the ball around on Saturdays, but no matter how hard we try we will still do something wrong and something to "screw our kids up."

I laugh at this all.the.time! Especially when we are having really good family moments, and I'm looking at my kids lovingly in the distance, and it hits me. This moment, right now is great, but somehow I'm still making mistakes elsewhere in their lives. Don't think of this as twisted, it's simply true, so I use it as motivation. To keep evolving as a mom, to keep reflecting on my actions, and theirs. To keep thinking about how I can be better. I will make small changes here and there, because it helps to try and be better. Even if it's a little at a time.

 
 
Make mistakes. Breathe, Reflect. And Laugh.Out.Loud

Wednesday, September 11, 2013

Making a MESSterpiece

I've never been a mom to worry about my kids getting dirty or messy. Childhood is the time to experience dirty hands, face and feet because, lets face it, when were older your boss or significant other ain't havin' it! When I was little my mom tells me that our family pediatrician always said "Happy kids are dirty, and barefoot." Well my babies have obviously taken after me because we certainly do both.

My husband actually can't even walk around barefoot because his feet are so sensitive to pebbles and the concrete. We think that since his mom grew up in a poor country, having shoes (and wearing them) was a sign of wealth. There was NO walking around barefoot, period. My poor MIL probably thinks I'm nuts, but then again that could be why she always buys the kids gym shoes.


areyousureaboutthatblog Barefoot is Best!

We are playing outside - totally barefoot.

But that's an aside. We also love getting messy, well within limits.

My young son wanted to paint water colors one afternoon. So we did. I took out our large tray and we got to work. Baby girl too. After a little actual drawing time with their water colors, he wanted to "Do it with my fingers mom." Of course I said. So finger painting began... Then "finger tips" became "fingers submerged in paint"... which became "let's mush it all around our hands..."


areyousureaboutthatblog Making a MESSterpiece... Full On and IN


Areyousureaboutthatblog Baby girl loves MESSterpieces too.

Midway through this experiment - both kids were set up within my sight on the kitchen floor. So when they started getting silly I reminded them "only touch the paint and paper - nothing else or were closing shop!" He understood and baby followed his lead.

When the painting project was winding down, I realized the kids hands were COVERED IN PAINT, which is perfect to make HANDS PRINTS!!! So I quickly grabbed some fresh paper for "mom's project time" and took these hand prints, making use of some very well colored hands for a keepsake piece...to come, after cleaning up. 


areyousureaboutthatblog Making the Most of Painted Hands

Eventho the kids know how to wash their hands with soap and water, I was extra concerned about my walls. So I told the kids to "fold their hands with fingers locked up tight" (interlaced) and I escorted them (by holding their hands in the air so they wouldn't get the urge to touch anything). Into the bathroom and I turned on the water, I handed them the soap, I pulled the sink stopper plug to fill the basin and let them splash around and wash up. 

Life is good with kids who can freely and safely - within boundaries we parents establish - experiment and explore there messy fun world.

Make mistakes, breath, reflect and Laugh.Out.Loud!!

The days are long, the years are short. Enjoy life now, in the moment!! Even when it's dirty!



Friday, August 30, 2013

Hard work and Parent Child Contracts: Being Proactive to Stop the Homework Whining

My son is a bright boy. He is resilient, knows all about animals and there habitats, and a playful boy, acting our crocodile attacks on zebras with accurate animals noises included. But when it comes to his fine motor skills, he has really improved, however he won't be a calligrapher. Maybe via graphic design?

And I know with the latest technology, iPads are the future in "writing" reports, worksheets, and nearly all assignments. Especially by his high school days. My grandchildren probably will have a 3D Pinterest board titled "I don't know what this is:" that beams pictures like a hologram from their iPad v25. And the hologram will be of a Pencil!

But there's something to be said for hard work and perseverance. See my recent bank confusion and perseverance success here. And when we talk about homework and school tests, we don't praise the grade, we praise the work! We say "Good grade, your hard work studying (or reading or just doing homework everyday) really paid off." 

It's the end of the first week of school and his penmanship is legible... the teacher can "read the answer" which has always been our goal. When he brought home an assignment to complete yesterday, he was still falling into some bad habits. I bring the corrections to his attention: 

- "start words all the way to the left,
- use Capital Letters!
- we didn't finger space here did we?"

So what's a mom to do? Be PROactive an flip the script on my kid. I hate lecturing, because it doesn't work since kids can't follow the long train of thought... And I just get exhausted. So instead I make it a positive learning tool. 

For example: last year my older son  struggled to remember his homework responsibilities, so I wrote up a contract which we referenced nearly every day the first month of school - see the homework contract here. Instead of being REactive to his complaints at homework time, I anticipated the whining and instead I was PROactive by having him read the contract, outloud. After we put back packs down and changed our clothes, he'd come to the kitchen for snack time and he'd start reading te contract which was taped to the wall by his seat as he waited for the food.

So this year he knows the homework routine, and now we can focus on the details of what's expected in his work.

I found this graphic on the Internet which highlights Good Writing Habits. My color ink is Out on our inkjet, so we brightened it up the ol' fashioned way, with markers.


areyousureaboutthatblog Being a Better Writer, Starts Here...

This fabulous and small reminder will be where last years homework contract resided. And he'll have to read it everyday out loud before snack. Hopefully this ingrains the expectations to help in his results - better penmanship!

"What good writers do..."
 • They think about their topic.
 • They write neatly.
 • They use a Capital Letter at the beginning.
 • They use punctuation at the end . ? !
 • They use finger spaces.
 • They read it over and over.
 • They ask if it makes ? sense.

I hope this helps with our penmanship. Even tho iPads are the future of "writing" I think that this exercise in hard work, I get better results teaches my son to persevere!(? I hope!).

We've always said a few regular "reminders" for Older Sons penmanship:

  • Write Slow
  • Make your most BEAUTIFUL letters
  • When Assignments come home - we write the letter or the word 5 times, NOT 20!
  • We tell our son AND the teacher that "the teacher has to be able to read it to grade it!"
  • Please review your sheet and YOU find where you can write it Neater!


Well - at least the teacher thinks his work is improving!
areyousureaboutthatblog Teacher even likes his improved penmanship


The days are long, the years are short. Make Mistakes, Breathe, Reflect and Laugh.Out.Loud.

Thursday, August 15, 2013

How to Talk to Your Kids about Adults they should stay away from...

We are at our local park nearly everyday. And nearly everyday we see this weird guy in the neighborhood, walking his big black dog (who as an aside is very aggressive, barking at little kids). Why is he weird? Well I personally get a gut alarm and an uncomfortable feeling around him. He stares at the kids, and not in an admiring way. Especially staring at little girls. What can we as parents do? Unfortunately not much, but we can prepare our children for dealing with creepers around our neighborhood.

Stranger danger doesn't really exist. Most people who commit crimes against children have a pre existing relationship with them, either a family member, a friends parent or a neighbor. So it makes predicting who would harm your child even more difficult since their probably in the family circle already. Which brings us back to this guy at the park. He's in our neighborhood. My kids see him regularly, which seeing him often might make them think he's a safe adult just because we are "used to" seeing him around.  But as the Illinois Sexual Assault registry shows us, predators live everywhere, and sometimes in proximity of our neighborhood, arguably they are someone's neighbor!

I've told my boys, when he's in the park, to come and sit y me so I can tell them something. "See that man over there, don't point at him. He's the one with the black dog. Well we aren't ever allowed to go near him." 

"Why not?"

"Well you know how sometimes you get that weird feeling in your stomach when you've done something wrong, or you see someone doing something wrong? Well that's how mommy feels about him. And sometimes adults know a little bit more then kids about weird adults who might be unsafe. So lets stay away from him."

Over the last two years we have seen this man around. And I've told my boys not to make a big deal about him. Just to always observe where he is, and if he's ever getting close to you, you go play on the other side away from him. And they do pay attention. I've alerted their "inner red flag" gut system. And I'm teaching them to pay attention to that feeling.

One day we were at the local Donut Shop with my husband and the kids and he was there, sitting with two other men. They all seemed a little intoxicated. There we some pre-teen girls there, in summer shorts and T's. The 3 men were staring at them, and making comments to each other under there breaths. Husband and I were in ear shot. We we disgusted. The girls were 10-13 years old, not physically developed yet. It was horrifying. The girls left, and we left after them. 

Whenever I have an uncomfortable Feeling about someone, I always question that feeling, "am I jumping to conclusions? Maybe I'm wrong?" But since I pay close attention usually I'm right. Usually it doesn't turn out to be nothing. So moms pay attention to your inner voice, instinct, and that gut feeling we get. It's not nothing! And tell your kids!

Since the donut shop incident, I've warned my kids even firmer. They are "never allowed near him. And if he ever tries to talk to a girl when your here you must let mommy know right away." What I'd do, I don't know. Probably what I do well, I'd yell at the guy vulgarities and tell him to leave the girls alone, while telling her to get away from him.

He's gotten more forward thru the years, coming into the park play area nearer to the kids, and not just the outter perimeter of the park. That's frustrating. But we do what we can which is notice him, and stay away.

The days are long and the years are short, so enjoy every moment now. 

Don't forget to flush the toilet and wash your hands!!

My boys, love them dearly, consistently forget to flush the toilet and wash their hands. So I've implemented a few rules through the years to try and get them to remember. And I think we finally found a way that works.

Originally, I would continually remind them, every time they walked out of the bathroom. "Did you flush the toilet and wash your hands?" Usually I got a "oh I forgot" and then they turn around and do their job.  But this reminder method is so annoying. Why should I be constantly scanning over them reminding them, the idea is to get them to do it by themselves. So we had to think of something new.

So, silly as I am sometimes, I recorded myself on a voice memo on my smart phone saying "don't forget to flush the toilet and wash your hands." And I would just play the message every time the boys came out of the bathroom and they would be silly knowing that the message was going to be played back.

When the boys were being potty trained, every time they sat on the potty, then pee'd on the potty, they'd get a sticker or a single piece of candy (an MnM or a skittle). Where I failed was in that training. I didn't make THEM flush the toilet, I did it. I didn't make them wash their hands, I turned on/off the water and washed them up for them.

The boys are 8 and 4, and old enough to understand consequences. Siting at the table one day I asked what we should do hen they forget to flus and wash up? My oldest son said take candy away (and my younger son said no way), the younger said no cartoons (and the older one said no way, it's still summer!). Then the younger one said "ok, no candy." 

But I added "here's the deal: if you forget to flush the toulet OR wash your hands, and mom has to remind you of either responsibility, them there will be NO candy or ANY sweets, including ice cream, for the ENTIRE DAY." Both boys were smiling and saying "Ooohh, that's a tough one!" But they agreed its a good consequence to help remember there job. 

I am thrilled to report that over the course of ONE-WEEK, each one had forgotten at one time a part of their job. I asked "so, what's your consequence?" "No candy for the whhhooollleeee day!" That's right. They got a big hug, but handled it really well, no tears, saying I or got to flush when treats were doled out after dinner.

Finally - a method that works!!

The days are long, and wet, and sticky, and dirty, but the years are short. And there's bath time! Remember to enjoy their childhoods too.

Make mistakes, breathe, and don't forget to laugh.out.loud.




Tuesday, August 6, 2013

Our 8th Birthday Experience and the Blunders and Hurdles to get there.

There's two parts of the story your going to read here:

Part I - My Sons 8th Birthday Experience and His Treasure Map Adventure that went off without a hitch

Part II - You can see all the blunders of the day and where mom made plenty of mistakes. (Go ahead, skip to part II). I have a little "sub-title" to this post called "Moms shouldn't be perfect because were Ruining our sons chances of picking a Normal Girl as a wife!"

I'm preparing for my sons 8th birthday. We're visiting my mom in Indiana. The visit is always fun, and we knew he'd love celebrating his "birthday experience" here. (More on no party birthdays in a separate post.) He chose pancakes for breakfast, so we whipped some up in the pan with the blueberries that grandma picked up at the blueberry farm earlier in the week. The pancakes are my special ones made from my "air batter" which I whip the egg whites first, incorporating air, this helps my pancakes be extra light - and not the hard bricks they used to be (read more on things I do differently here at the Old Mom meet New Mom post).

Meanwhile, inspiration struck, so I've ripped up a paper bag for 'an authentic look' to draw my sons birthday present treasure map. He wanted to "hunt" for his gift like Indiana Jones.

So I thought through a path and then started drawing his map.. Grandmas house is in the middle. 
areyousureaboutthatblog Birthday Treasure Map

Yes this was a "whipped" up map, complete with 6 post-its "Clues" like: "Your gift rhymes with words like tramp, stamp, lamp, and mean, bean, lean." (He's practicing reading and doesn't even know it!) Another clue was "your presents under something Big, Tall, and is spelled with 4 letters: _ _ _ _ ." So after their cartoon time I set up our pancake breakfast, and the boys served themselves. That's our new thing, self serving portions at mealtime. I made clear I need to check on his present, and he can't follow me because he'll ruin his own adventure, and that's no fun. So he 'sent me out' around the house to make sure everything was set, and I put out the clues.

He enjoyed the hunt. And this was the part of the story of that went well.


The Blunders of the Day

So I'm not the perfect mom. There were some my real blunders today. I was cranky on his birthday morning but I still kissed him when he came to my bed, but his cough would've woken baby girl who still sleeps in my bed, so I asked him to go watch tv, as I snoozed a little longer. This birthday morning I forgot he wanted a blueberry smile pancake, so I scraped down the bowl for a teeny tiny bit of batter to make the pancake, last, and put the blueberry eyes and smiley face in to which the blueberry fell out as it was plated.

Then I put a wet spoon on the map I had just made, cringing that it'd bleed thru the markers and clues. I also realized that I had no gift from my young son to his brother. We didn't scrape some time together for even a card. (At dinner I whispered, "give your brother a small plate of your fries and tell him 'Happy Birthday!" Birthday boy was happy with that.) And as for our gift I hadn't even bought anything until "accidentally" seeing that trampoline the day before at our Salvation Army Galux. (Galux is family 'code' for thrift store. In Poland Galux was the Nordstrom's or What was the Woolworths of department stores. So appropo.) It was new and $9.98 btw. On the flip side I'm pretty good at coming up with little clever ideas so I had a backup gift plan.

But then I was thinking, it's a good that I screw up. Not such a terrible screw up, but its not the perfection that the Facebook pictures make it seem to be. Because one day my sons will want to find a partner in life, and if boys look for girls similar to their moms, I can't be "perfect" because then he will never get married!?! What things will she need to perfectly do for him? Never burn his food? Never miss buying a gift? Who's perfect? And do I want a perfect Daughter in Law? No thank you. I do not want Barbie figure, Martha Stewart cookin, Nanny Jo at my house! I want her to be normal. Not high maintenance perfection. To laugh at her mistakes and learn from them. Laugh.Out.Loud. I want her to be honest to herself and him when things go crazy.... And things will go wrong,... they have to, because that's Life, forks in the road are everywhere, she will have some coping skills to deal with it. Hopefully the partner t-he-y marries stays calm at a dilemma seeing an adventure, an opportunity for trying something new, and not a pitch fork!

And I admit that I mess up to my kids for partially this reason. Life doesn't always go the way we want. Then they see how mom handles that dilemma. And hopefully pick a girl who adjust easily too. (And I'm being honest with the boys 1. because that helps build their character, 2. they won't say I lied to them while they were growing up, 3. and I'm praying my honesty will lead to less "mom you screwed me up because..." ). 

So ladies, (and dads striving at perfection, this applies to us all) don't be the perfect mom. Daughter-in-Law's thank me later. 

The days are long the years are short. Make mistakes, breath, reflect, and don't forget to laugh.out.loud. 

Thursday, May 23, 2013

Our House Rules: Concrete Rules that Teach Meaningful Values

We have house rules, as most homes do. I mean REAL RULES. I love the Pinterest posts about "Smile, Love, Respect Others, etc." These are fun and decorative ideas. But for our home I wanted concrete rules that teach meaningful values. And as we moms know, rules help provide structure and routine to a kids day - which helps them thrive. They learn what the expectations for their behavior are which helps prevent a whole range of tantrums, problems and meltdowns! Children learn their boundaries and hopefully translate them into lifelong values in the process of following the rules.

Put things where they belong, hang up your own coat, wash your hands before dinner, etc. There are times I think its necessary to repeat yourself and the rules often, like when we return home from school and I announce "shoes and coats where they belong!" But other rules should become part of the grain of the home, and what better way then to post those rules for every one to see.

When my oldest son asks, but why do I have to wash my hands I explain that we collect germs all day long. But after a few reminders he can remind himself when I catch him reading the rules :-)

Here's our families house rules modified from an excellent book (slightly outdated) called "Simplify Your Life with Kids: 100 Ways to Make Family Life Easier and More Fun" by Elaine St. James. While some parts of the book are outdated referencing listening to a cassette recorder and the like, the concept of teaching children manners around answering the phone and limiting exposure to "tube time" technology.

I also have a post about our sock bags, to help keep our kids socks organized by owner, and not having sock sorting take over my life!

One final note: you'll notice that in the house rules I did NOT include our iPad / TV limits and plan, like no cartoons in the morning, and Friday movie night. Because these are more schedule related items in our home. Whenever we sit around the breakfast / dinner table and discuss "the plan" for the day, that where these items fall into play. And honestly, our routine is so engrained in the kids, that at THIS point in our family, they know that cartoons are for Saturday mornings.



our Family House Rules

Food and Kitchen

1.           When you use a dish, rinse it and put it in the dishwasher.

2.         When you take something out of the refrigerator, the cupboard, a drawer, or the toolbox, put it back where it belongs when you’re finished with it.

3.         When you create garbage or trash, dispose of it in the appropriate manner.

4.         Wipe off the counters after you have used them. Wipe up any spills or splashes you make.

5.         You can only eat in the kitchen, outside, or the living room on plastic and with a parents’ permission, Every other room is off limits!

6.         Wash your hands before dinner, no phones at the table, and help set up/clear up the table.
Being Polite

7.         Ask permission before you borrow something that doesn’t belong to you, or someone else is using. Return it in the same condition that you found it, if you break it fess up.

8.         Bathroom time is private time. Whatever you have to say can wait until the person comes out.

9.         Don’t yell across rooms, when you need to talk to someone go to where the person is and talk.

10.      Close don’t slam outside doors behind you as you come in/out of the house. This includes the pantry door, closet doors and cupboards.

11.       Turn off the lights, T.V., radio, or computer when you are not using them.

12.      Take off your shoes, coat, backpack, baseball cap/hat, scarves, and gloves as soon as you come into the house. Put them where they belong right away. Wear slippers too! Help others!

13.      Tiptoe around anyone who is sleeping. Never wake others up.

14.      DO NOT BOTHER ANYONE DOING HOMEWORK!

15.      Unless the house is on fire or someone is hurt, do not interrupt anyone on the phone.

16.      When adults are talking, wait your turn, do not interrupt someone who is talking. Stand next to that person, or say “excuse me” when they are finished with their sentence.
Be Courteous

17.      ALWAYS you your manners: say please, thank you, your welcome, na zdrowie, salute, etc.

18.      If you see someone needs help, offer your assistance. This way we can all leave the house on time, stay tidy, and support one another. The other person will appreciate it.

19.      If you need help with anything, ask for help! If someone asks you for help, help them!

20.    House rules apply to friends & guests that visit.

21.      Help younger family members with these rules; show them the right way so they can learn too!
 
Rev 10/14/11
 
 
"The days are long, the years are short"
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