Sunday, July 5, 2015

Manic Monday #7 Why I Don't Play with My Kids that's not the entire truth.  I do play with my kids, just not all the time.  Sometimes not even everyday.  Now you probably think I'm completely mean.  An negligent mother.  A total ogre.  Well, hopefully you don't think I'm an ogre, and hopefully, by the end of this post, I can convince you that I'm not a negligent mother as well.

Little T and his big stump.

The reason I don't play with my kids is simple.  The more I play with my kids, the more they rely on me to come up with things for them to do.  When I have a bunch of activities lined up for the day, a craft here, a game there, a scavenger hunt, a make-believe session, whatever may be the case, they almost always come to me during those non-scheduled times with the words "I'm bored!" or "I don't know what to do!" on their tiny lips.  Which, in turn, makes me a little crazy.  I mean, come on!  I need some time to do the things I need to do, too!  Plus there's three of them, not including the baby, I'm sure they can come up with something.  So I stopped planning so much, made sure the games where accessible and left them to their own devises.
He dragged it all the way into the woods.

Guess what?  Something truly amazing happens...they play!  They use their imaginations!  They come up with things I never would've come up with and have fun.  Now we still have times of "I don't know what to do!" and I'll pull out a card game or read a book or something.  This month has been a little harder, with Big T being gone to Colorado, however, I'm truly impressed with Little T and the Princess.  Case in point, Little T has been loving Go, Diego shows that we have on video.  He's decided that he wants to be an animal rescuer and has packed his backpack and spent his days "training" with a rope he found.  He figured out how to make a slip knot, so now he's climbing hills, hooking branches and swinging and generally having a lot of fun, all on his own!  And he even gets the Princess in on the pretending.
The 2nd one wasn't cooperating.

His slip knot hooked around the stump.

The other day, we learned that we are going to be inheriting a trampoline from friends of ours that are moving outside (that's the lower 48 for you unAlaskans).  We picked the spot where we are going to place it, yet it has some stumps that need pulled before we get it.  So what does Little T do?  He takes his rope, loops it around the biggest stump and commences to pull it from it's home.  He works and pulls and drags the monster about 100 feet to its new location.  All on his own.  I never would've suggested or even thought he could accomplish such a feat.  I mean he's 5-years-old, for pete's sake!  Now if I would've been planning his day playing with him, he may not have ever known or even imagined he could do something like that.  And that is why I don't play with my kids.
Having a hard time with this 2nd one.

Whew!  That's tough work!
So until next time, have a manic and blessed one!


  1. Mummy, I am so with you!!! Teaching our children doesn't start later - it starts straight away, on everything, including how to entertain oneself. I rarely remember playing with my parents, though they read to me a great deal and created blanket forts for me if I asked etc. But my brother and I would occupy ourselves all the time and it was great.