Have you found THIS in a store near you? I can’t find it anywhere.
Have you found THIS in a store near you? I can’t find it anywhere.
I am taking a sort of sick day. I am home, resting, but working. The sore throat is getting better, but I am not thrilled with the pain I still have.
The next 8 days are going to be interesting. Jay has a meeting in Santiago, Chile. He leaves tomorrow and returns next Saturday. Single mom is not the favorite job for me, but I can manage. As the girls get older, I get better at this.
I just got an email from work. They booked my flight to Marseilles. I arrive after the meeting starts…Lovely. Have to call travel next week and fix that.
And it is going to snow tonight. 4-8 inches. Hoping for the 4inch side. Too crazy for the 8inch side!
I had a nice big post in my head, but now I have a headache, which has pushed the post out. Oh well
Luna is big into the Princesses these days. Soleil is starting to lean towards Hannah Montana, so I know there is hope:
So here’s the Spacemom’s Guide to Disney Princesses
Let’s start with Cinderella, shall we:
Beauty and The Beast:
The Little Mermaid:
The general ick of the nation has landed in my throat.
It hurts. I’m going to bed soon. Be back when I feel better
(This is what we get from Soleil. This is her most recent story, written on checkered paper…She dictates the story to the staff at her after school place and they write it down. Does anyone else wonder what must be going on in her head?)
The Checked Village By Soleil Space
This is what Checkered Village looks like from a far view away.Checkered Village is the best village in the world and it is special to some people. This is what the houses were painted like in and out. Some of the checkered people liked it and were very happy. As you know, Checked Village is very scary.
Everybody was happy in Checked Village. Unfortunately, one day a monster woke up from his long winter sleep for six years. A mother and her daughter seen the monster. They both ran home and told their family. One day in Checkered Village when a lady was gardening…(the picture shows a monster eating a person and a large scream) And that was the roof of the house.
(Written against a peachy red checkered page) This was the skin of the people. And the monster ate most of the families until there were only 2 left. They made lots of children to fill the land. The monster went asleep for 6 years. When the monster arrived home for its sleep it needed some food and it ate all the children it captured. This is the color of grass in Checkered Village.
I guess that would be… ME? oh, thank you! Thank you very much!
Today, I experienced something I had not even contemplated. 2 free hours! Yes, 2 CHILD FREE HOURS! I took Soleil to a clay shop where she painted a piggy bank for her sister (aside, is this normal for a 5 year old to constantly make things for her sister? It seems so sweet!) and I painted a tzedakah (charity) box for our family. Then we packed off for the sudden birthday party. When I got there, I ran into another mom that I knew. She was leaving? Whoa….? I asked her "Is this a drop off party?" She said she had the other two kids (she’s divorced) so she had to drop off. When I got in, I introduced myself to J’s mom and apologized AGAIN for RSVping so late and then asked "Do you want me to stay?" And she said it was up to me. I asked Soleil and she said "I’m fine, you can go now, Mom"
So I DID! I left! And I uncluttered the newly rearranged office! Whoohoo!!!
In other news, I was reading the Boston Globe magazine this morning. A woman was pointing out that an article from last week about baby sitter stealing that HER teens needed sitting jobs. So I noticed she was in the next town over and I googled her number. I called her and on Friday, (if there’s no basketball game), her daughters are coming over to babysit.
Is that surreal or what?
Seriously. She terrorized the babysitter.
She refused to take off her dress.
And I am not happy
I have just entered the realm where the parents pray the babysitter returns.
One of the nice things about friends is that you can talk about almost anything and be comfortable. The weekend in Florida was a great example of this.
I was raised by two wonderful, and paranoid, parents. I learned how to be afraid of everything. Strangers, germs, dogs, water, falling, you name it, I was afraid. So when I met Jay, I went through a great deal of unlearning. It was hard and different, but I have changed a great deal over the past 15 years.
Jay and I have some differing views on childrearing. He and I both agree with some basics; respecting the child as a person, no hitting (as opposed to physical punishment because we have had to hold Luna’s hands before so she didn’t hit her sister, or me), having the family work together instead of a child or parent driven schedule, the eat dirt theory…
We let the kids do a lot. We have 5 second rule, even though I KNOW that this is false and that most germs get on a piece of food within oh, 1 second. Yes, someone did research on this…However, we decided that the kids will be exposed to some germs and that developing a strong immune system is important. We do vaccinate. We decided on public schooling (see Omegamom for some homeschooling discussions.) I am not opposed to homeschooling. It’s just not for us.
During the weekend, we discussed the big fear of American Parents…Child abduction. That weekend, the Friday, a 10 year old boy in Belmont Mass was almost abducted. He started yelling "this is not my parent" loudly. The man ran. I give that kid a ton of credit for keeping his cool and yelling something that would scare away an abductor and a real parent would be able to deal with.
It made me bring up the question of "when would you allow your child go to a public restroom alone?". Soleil will be 6 in July. She’s 5 and a half right now. Shortly after she turned 5, she started to ask to go to the restroom alone. We allowed it at Friendly’s, a local Ice cream restaurant, where we could see the restrooms. If she was taking too long, I would check on her. Don’t get me wrong, I have my paranoid fantasies of abductions and other unspeakables. I try to teach her what to do if a stranger or someone she knows tried to force her to do something.
I discovered that most of the parents at this get together would wait until their children were about 8 before letting them go to a restaurant bathroom alone (or Disney…that was the bigger example). I know that I am lucky because I have girls. I can take them to restrooms myself as old as I want because there’s no same sex issues. Also, Jay has discovered that he can send the two of them into a restroom and ask the women going in, coming out how they are doing. Women are generally good about this.
We also moved the girls into boosters around 3. This is earlier than most people that I hang with. Basically, I’ve looked at the stats and we’ve balanced the safety factor vs the independence factor. Soleil can seat belt herself in. Luna, not yet, but we are working on it. The boosters work well for them. We do know what CAN happen in a car accident. And we have made our decisions.
I think we’ve discovered that Americans take the worst case and imagine that it can happen to them. From there, decisions are made. For Jay and I, we take the statistical approach of how likely is the worst case to happen, weigh in other factors and then make our decision. I know it puts us in an oddball case. I am sure one day, it will bite us, like when Soleil burned her butt because I let her stand closer to the fireplace than most parents would. On the whole, however, this fits in with our view that kids are not kids one day and adults the next. Our society tens to treat children that way. Teens are treated like children and not as young adults. We don’t give the teens the ability to try out their independence. Instead we enforce strict rules on them and then suddenly turn them lose at 18 or 21.
And this is why I am the oddball. The person out of place. I try hard to balance the fears I have (and believe me, I have them!) versus putting these fears on my kids. But my friends don’t make me feel terrible for feeling the way I do.
What do you do? How do you balance your fears with reality?