Growing up I was always the shy child. I was the one who clung to my mother’s leg when it was time to go to school, or who hid in the back when it was time to choose teams in gym class. I never had a sport or a passion that brought out the extrovert in me until I started swimming lessons.
Letting them think through play may help them in the long run
Talking to themselves playing with toys, running loose at family gatherings with cousins, screeching and chasing friends in the backyard…
The energy and creativity of a child is a 24/7 deal that requires endless attention, discipline, and love. As a parent, you work hard to help your children gain skills that will develop their personalities, such as imaginativeness and innovativeness-- but what if there was a much simpler solution to shaping children into strong individuals? Here are three easy ways to let your kids grow on their own and truly interpret the world around them for what it is: theirs.
Every year, Father’s Day seem to sneak up silently until about 3 days before that June Sunday and it doesn’t seem to matter if your kids are 2, 5, or 25. Father’s Day is on the calendar, it’s cool, it’s fun, but Mother’s Day is the big event and Moms deserve and get the attention they should. That’s great and as it should be, but I think that has a small influence on how Father’s Day occurs as a somewhat lesser event in the grand scheme of things. But let’s focus on Father’s Day.
They may break your bones, but that’s not really the point. My child plays outside. She falls over, gets knocked over by the dogs and other kids at daycare, not to mention her own lack of coordination at 16 months old. But she loves it – would rather be out than in no matter what the weather. Just two days ago we got home from work/daycare, and I opened the door to let the dogs out. She was out before they were, and no sooner had I turned and walked toward the sink (about 10 steps away) I heard a smack, followed by a cry. One of the dogs probably knocked her over, and from where she was sitting I can imagine it was just as she was going down the small step (which she had mastered weeks ago) onto the patio. I didn’t see a single mark on her, and she wasn’t holding her face or anything, so I assumed she had just had a shock and held her until she stopped crying.
It is true what they say about twins holding a special bond, or connection one could say. However, there are a lot of things they don’t tell you. Being a twin is more common now then it was when I was growing up. My brother and I were considered a special rarity, two for the price of one. Being a mom brings its own challenges as it is, and there is a reason moms are called superwoman. Being the mom of multiples should have its own kind of name. Something more along the lines of a cartoon that was around when I was younger called “Go Go Gadget,” that was my mom. I don’t know how she did it, but her and my dad did a great job!