Love and Logic Magic
I just read Love and Logic Magic for Early Childhood. I would recommend the book to any parent who is still doing any sort of parenting. While many of the methods wouldn’t really work on a teenager (I think they have a book for teens anyways) the basic principles are true and still apply. There is one part that reminds me that God is the perfect parent. He lets us struggle because that is how we learn. There are two different kinds of parents that it talks about, the helicopter parent who hovers over their children and make sure they don’t get hurt or fail or think…and then there is the dictator who tells their children everything they should do and think down to the minute also not teaching them to think. Little struggles while they are young teach great lessons…most of all it teaches our kids to learn, to think for themselves and figure things out.
First Sunday Post
Sunday is my Sabbath, and so I plan my posts to be a bit more serious and appropriate for my Sabbath Day worship. This is the first and I decided that the true meaning of Christmas would be a good topic. It is difficult with all of the sales and all of the things that I would love to get for my children to remember what Christmas really is all about. We give each other gifts to remind us of God’s gift to us, He gave us His only begotten son. I struggle to not only keep my spending in check but find a way to truly honor the meaning of Christmas and teach it to my children. I don’t want my kids to look forward to Christmas because they feel they are due toys. I even have a hard time with the idea of getting my older son excited about Santa Claus because, that isn’t what it’s about…There are a few traditions that we are going to have that will hopefully bring the focus back to our gratitude to our Heavenly Father and for our Savior, but the thing we are going to do that hopefully will have the biggest effect is to talk of Christ and verbalize our praises to our God for the wonderful blessing of the atonement. With that, I just wanted to express my gratitude for my Savior, for the knowledge I have of His gift, how grateful I am to have children who remind me about what is important.
Cell phones at the park
One of my pet peeves is the negligent mothers/parents who take their kids to the park and spend the whole time either talking on the cell phone or engrossed in conversation with another parent, while their kid is on the other side of the park…which means that other parent is also not paying attention to their kid. Today I almost gave my kid whiplash stopping the swing because a little girl ran in front of it. Now I have two kids…very active, crazy boys, and I have had other parents help protect my kids and I have helped with others when it has become necessary…but it becomes annoying when I have to save their kid because they just don’t want to get off the phone (and their butt) more than to yell, “watch out or you’re gonna get kicked” after the fact.
I think it is important to remember the purpose of the park…which I realize varies by the stage your child is in. When they are toddlers it is a place for them to be able to play with other kids, to learn how to socialize…from you. You need to be the one telling them it’s not ok to throw sand or to take a toy away, not some other big person, and if possible you need to catch things before some other kid is crying. The park is a place for you to show your toddlers how to have fun, to learn new physical skills and be brave. They are very much in the stage of copying, and so you may need to go down the slide, or up the rock wall…show them! When they are going up that ladder or down that slide for the first little while, they need your encouragement and praise…which is hard to do when you aren’t paying attention. I of all people know that you need a break, you need to be able to socialize, but I think that that is better done in a controlled, familiar environment like your or your friends home.
Of course everything changes when your child gets older and has already learned that you don’t kick and throw sand etc. Not only do you not need to be a foot away at all times, you would get tired and they would get annoyed. Even so, with the amount of sickos out there able to abduct children, I will always be watching mine.
Introduction: I talk to myself…mostly in my head.
So, Maybe I am crazy…maybe I am one of the few who is going to admit this…but I talk to myself. I have pretend conversations, mostly in my head…but some things are fun to hear said out loud. Sometimes the topics are important and I swear I should be sitting down with world leaders…and other times…not so much. So, instead of me “talking to myself” I figured I would type to myself, and maybe I would let a few others in on what a lunatic I am. I figured it couldn’t hurt my writing skills either.