Well, let me just help you out here, little lady!
Phew! Driving is so much more fun when you ride shotgun with a cute blondie like Robert. Love my Bestie.
Let’s have a conversation!
When I go to Bible Study, Tatum stays in the kiddo’s room and today, it was Miss D.J. watching them. At one point, Tatum pulled up a chair to her and said, “Let’s have a conversation about our day.”
My little Tot loves to chat. To think I used to get excited when she said, “La la la!” Now, I cannot get her to stop sharing stories and she’s only 2 and 7 months. But, more importantly, she is learning to converse. I’m reminded of a sign that was outside a coffee shop. It said, “No WIFI here. Have a conversation. Look at the person you are with. Enjoy people watching.”
It was refreshing to see her share a story with Bella.
Yep, that’s my cool Tot!
(at least before Mama catches you with her glasses on!)
Developing that EQ too!
Currently, I am attempting to write an article about some strategies to develop social emotional skills in children in the classroom. Why? Because the need is great since the skills are lacking or nonexistent. The reasons are many, but that is not the point of my post today.
Spending quality time with Tatum daily definitely contributes to her emotional IQ. I can navigate her through the roller coaster of emotions that flood her newly forming brain. Moreover, the people we come in contact with daily adds to her ability to be kind, patient, and caring. She is learning to share, say thank you and please and even compliment! Just this morning, a gentleman came to our home to measure for window coverings, and she said, “I like your hat!” She also kept quiet and kept her needs to herself until he left. But this does not come from the quality time I spend with her, I would surmise. It’s the quantity. And this is what is lacking in today’s parenting AND why, perhaps, children are entering the classroom with little or no ability to be able to communicate or be empathetic.
Case in point in music class today, she had to witness some major misbehavior by one boy, and it did not even phase her. Luckily I was there to talk to her about it and share that this is not how we should behave. 
She merely continued to bang her drum and follow directions. Of course we are as playful as can be in the class. Gosh, I don’t want to produce a perfect robot! But, I do expect her to listen when it’s time to listen and play when it’s time to play. This meant rocket time afterwards so she could blast off into space. 
The day only got better as we hit the grocery store only to see her bestie, Robert. It was like a scene from Love Story as they ran to each others’ open arms and proceeded to maul each other with kisses in the produce section. This lead to dancing and being silly, and the whole place enjoyed their goofiness.
I figured I’d capitalize on her joy today, and we’d sit down for a quick puzzle. Again, the time I spend with her is not only teaching her navigation through life, but can be sprinkled with learning as well. Sticking it in our day without her realizing she is doing “work”, she thinks it is just plain fun!
The health of our children depends on parents stepping it up and making time for their kids. Our future as a country rests on their shoulders, and the teachers cannot do all of the work. I will continue to pray for our children, the teachers, and the parents who can help make the difference.
The importance of being bored on the 4th of July
Saturday, July 4th. The whole entire day with Tatum with no break. (I’m not complaining, but I could use some ideas today). Everything is closed today, so I had to make the best of our day at home which usually goes fine. Our afternoon plan to hang at the pool fell through due to a toddler’s prerogative to change her mind. Honestly, I truly did not feel like being the entertainment committee this afternoon (as I usual am the president, vice, secretary, treasure and all the members).
We read the new Highlights magazine before nap today, and it had an activity I figured I would try!
It required a pool noodle, scissors, tape, and some construction paper. No problem! I cut up the noodle and figured we could make pool noodle castle, perhaps thread some of it and decorate them. What a grand idea!
Until implementation…
She was more interested in the scissors than the activity to begin with. Then, as I got out the construction paper, cutting was more riveting for her. Then, lacing the noodles? Well, that was more fun for me! OK, that 5 minutes was not successful. Now what? She did not want to draw, throw the ball or any of the plethora of activities I suggested. At this point, I figured I’d work on cutting out the laminated puzzle mom gave me for her to practice her letters. I told her she would just have to find something to do.
Initially, she asked for her babies and stood around with that classic look of fingers in mouth and puppy eyes at me. I went on with my work and just asked her questions of things she could do. FINALLY, she went to retrieve Bella, her baby, and cooked her a meal. The imagination began as she took her to the virtual splash pad, church, the store, a restaurant. She told Bella to eat her breakfast and that she would need to take a bath. 
After this, she asked me to retrieve her mini garage which has been collecting dust for months. Next thing you know it, she is talking to the “little people” telling them they’ll “be OK” and “we are almost home.” 
She was P…L…A….Y….I…N…G!! Halleluia! We struck gold. It did not require me to turn on the TV. I did not have to do my usual song and dance pony show (which I must admit is pretty awesome); I did not have to pull out a “new” toy or “new” book. She used her imaginative mind creatively. 
And all is well. I’m even writing this post as she continues to reassure her little people friends that they are OK as they are having a blast flying in their pink mini convertible bug.
Her requirement of me coming up with something to do is diminishing, and she is realizing that she is in charge of her brain. For me to come to the rescue always will not allow her to just figure it out on her own. I want her to be bored sometimes so she can navigate HERSELF through the options of ways to entertain herself…sans electronic means.
This 4th of July, not only being a wonderful time to celebrate our country, turned out to have its own fireworks of fun at our little humble abode.
Each day is a new creation
Today before we arrived to the gym, I discussed the usual basics. This is nothing new. We go through this drill pretty much constantly all day. “Hi, how are you? How is your day? Hello _____”. Nice to meet you” etc etc etc. Kindness. Being focused on the other person. Sharing. You know, the equation for happiness; for gratitude; for expression of Jesus’ love!
She is excellent at saying “Hello ______”, but it usually ends there. Now, she does ask Mama “How are you, Mama?” often, and that warms my heart. It’s starting a conversation!
But, today, was extra special. She walked in, greeted Kathleen, and walked right up to a “giant!” (an 8 year-old) and said, “Hi, I’m Tatum. What’s your name?” As I picked up my jaw from the floor, I smiled and noted that my girl was being caring and kind.
When we got home, she helped me feed Coti, open and close the door, picked up what I dropped, and waited patiently for lunch. This day was a direct opposite of yesterday which will remain unmentionable or I’ll chalk it up to a “learning opportunity.” She even told her baby, Bella that she was naughty yesterday. Introspection! I did not have to remind her; she knew and really cared that she was, desiring to not be today.
I know there will be more challenging days, but to see her grow from a negative experience, turning lemons into lemonade, well, that is just what it’s all about.
We nestled in the rocking chair for our usual 30 minutes of reading and she easily went right into her crib with Bella, the babies, multiple books, a smile, and a desire for a hug and kiss from me. “Bye mommy!” (I can hear her reading to her babies and Bella right now. )
This morning we did begin the day (after getting dressed) with a “Beginner’s Bible” video on Creation. 25 cartoon minutes of fun teaching about the first 7 days of Creation. It even included the serpent tempting Eve and then them being banned from Eden forever. These stories will be the introduction into the hope of Jesus. She kept asking where He was!
Her teachable spirit, her desire to learn, her heart for being better each day…it all blesses me, and I continue to pray for her heart to be filled with HIS love for her.
Thank you, Lord for this amazing Tot.
Reunited
It’s been pretty awesome to have my first born hang with me lately. He’s been sleeping in my room, and I couldn’t be more thrilled.
However, I think the best part is the fact that Tatum loves Coti so much. She being an “only” has produced some anxiety for me lately, I must admit. But she loves playing with him and throwing the ball. They play catch the ball and have the cutest camaraderie. I even saw her compassionate side poke out as Coti had to go to the Dr. for his foot. Supposedly he has allergies (like the rest of us), and he needed to eat more broccoli, cauliflower and pumpkin in his food. Seriously? She said also to never give him garlic, onion, or grapes. Sure… I’ll watch the dog’s spaghetti sauce intake with a side of luscious grapes!?
Anyway she loved on him like her own little brother. AND SHE EVEN let him wear her Minnie barrette! Now that is love.
Love these two cuddle bugs.
Letting go and letting swim!
Tot’s semi-private Blowfish class started last week, and my heart was pounding out of my chest. Apparently the Hubbard staff could hear it because Naomi, Charmaine, Kylie and Ed all came over to comfort me that she was doing swimmingly!
She really was because the other boy, James cried for 30 minutes straight. Tot did have a mind of her own at some points in the lesson, but it ended up being true success.
She took her “gobbles” off after each turn, and then requested them to be put back on. Sage finally just accepted the fact that Tot has to have it this way, and smiled as she asked me again for the returned gobbles.
After, as promised, two froggy slide-downs. The hardest/longest/wettest part is always the showers after. It doesn’t get much more fun than waiting in line with a bunch of naked 2-5 year olds! Still, she really does thrive in the water, and she is filled with joy and confidence. So proud of my Tot!