Showing posts with label boys. Show all posts
Showing posts with label boys. Show all posts

Thursday, November 15, 2012

Rules for Mothers of Sons


By: Tabitha Studer 

  1. Teach him the words for how he feels.
 Your toddler son will scream out of frustration and hide out of embarrassment. He'll cry from fear and bite out of excitement. Let his body move by the emotion, but also explain to him what the emotion is and the appropriate response to that emotion for future reference. Point out other people who are feeling the same thing and compare how they are showing that emotion. Talk him through your emotions so that someday when he is grown, he will be able to talk through his emotions and be less prone shutting down. It will help him in his relationships and his career if he will talk through the tough stuff and he will be less likely to become anxious and depressed if he knows and communicate the difference between anger and embarrassment; between disappointment and grief.
  2. Be a cheerleader for his life.
 There is no doubt that you are the loudest person in the stands at his t-ball games. He will say he's embarrassed. But he will know that there is at least one person that is always rooting for him.


  3. Teach him how to do laundry...and load the dishwasher, and iron a shirt. He may not always choose to do it. He may not ever have to do it. But someday his wife will thank you. Amen!
  4. Read to him and read with him.
 Emilie Buchwald said, "Children become readers on the laps of their parents." Offer your son the opportunity to learn
 new things, believe in pretend places, and imagine bigger possibilities through books. Let him see you reading. Help him understand that writing words down is a way to be
present forever. Writers are the transcribers of history and memories. 


  5. Encourage him to dance.
 Dance, rhythm, and music are cultural universals. No matter where you go, no matter who you meet - they have some
form of the three. It doesn't have to be good. Just encourage your son that when he feels it, it's perfectly fine to go ahead and bust a move.


  6. Make sure he has examples of good men who are powerful because of their brains, their determination, and
their integrity.
 Examples of men with big muscles and a uniform (like Batman and LaMarr Woodley) will surround your son from 
birth. But, make sure he also knows about men who are amazing because of their brains (Albert Einstein), and their pen (Mark Twain), and their words (Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.), and their determination (Team Hoyt), and their ideas (The Wright Brothers), and their integrity (Officer Frank Shankwitz), and fearlessness (Neil Armstrong), and their ability to keep their mouths closed when everyone else is screaming (Jackie Robinson).


  7. Make sure he has examples of women who are beautiful because of their brains, their determination, and their
integrity!
 Pictures of physically beautiful women will surround
 your son from birth. But, make sure he knows about women who are beautiful from the inside out because of their brains
(Madame Marie Curie), and their pen (Harper Lee), and their words (Condoleeza Rice), and their determination (Anne
Sullivan), and their ideas (Eleanor Roosevelt), and their integrity (Miep Gies), and fearlessness (Ameila Earhart), and their ability to open their mouths and take a stand when everyone else is silent (Aung San Suu Kyi).


  8. Be an example of a beautiful woman with brains, determination, and integrity.
You already are all of those things. If you ever fear that you are somehow incapable of doing anything - remember
this: If you have done any of the following: a) grew life b) impossibly and inconceivably got it out of your body c) taken care of a newborn d) made a pain go away with a kiss e) taught someone to read f) taught a toddler to eat with a utensil g) cleaned up diarrhea without gagging h) loved a child enough to be willing to give your life for them (regardless if they are your own) or i) found a way to be strong when that child is suffering...you are a superhero. Do not doubt yourself for one second. Seriously.


  9. Teach him to have manners because it’s nice and it will make the world a little better of a place.


  10. Give him something to believe in (God.) 
Because someday he will be afraid, or nervous, or heartbroken, or lost, or just need you, and you won't be able to be there. Give him something to turn to when it feels like he is alone, so that he knows that he will never be alone; never, never, never.


  11. Teach him that there are times when you need to be gentle like with babies, and flowers, and animals, and other people's feelings.


  12. Let him ruin his clothes. 
Resolve to be cool about dirty and ruined clothes. Boys tend to learn by destroying, jumping, spilling, falling, and making impossible messes. Dirty, ruined clothes are just par for the course.


  13. Learn how to ... throw a football
 or how to use a hockey stick, or read music, or draw panda bears (or in my case alpacas), or the names of different train
engines and tractors, or learn to speak Elvish, or the lyrics to his favorite song. Be in his life, not as an observer but as an active participant.


  14. Go outside with him. 
Turn off the television, unplug the video games, put your cellphone on the charger, even put your camera away. Just go outside and follow him around. Watch his face, explore his world, and let him ask questions. It's like magic.


  15. Let him lose.
 Losing sucks. Everybody isn't always a winner. Even if you want to say, "You're a winner because you tried," don't. He
doesn't feel like a winner, he feels sad and crappy and disappointed. And that's a good thing, because sometimes life also sucks, no matter how hard (as moms) we try to make it not suck for our kids. This practice will do him good later when he loses again (and again, and again, and again, and again.....) Instead make sure he understands that - sometimes you win
- sometimes you lose. 
But that doesn't mean you ever give up.


  16. Give him opportunities to help others
. There is a big difference in giving someone the opportunity to help and forcing someone to help. Giving the opportunity
lights a flame in the heart and once the help is done the flame shines brighter and asks for more opportunities. Be an
example of helping others in your own actions and the way your family helps each other and helps others together.


  17. Remind him that practice makes perfect.
 This doesn't just apply to performance-based activities (like sports and music) but also applies to everything in life. You
become a better writer by writing. You become a better listener by listening. You become better speaker by
speaking. Show your son this when he is just young enough to understand (that means from birth, folks - they are making sense of the world as soon as they arrive), practice.


  18. Answer him when he asks, "Why?"
 Answer him, or search for the answer together. Show him the places to look for the answers (like his dad, or
grandparents, or his aunts/uncles, or his books, or valid Internet searches). Pose the question to him so he can begin
thinking about answers himself. Someday, when he needs to ask questions he's too embarrassed to ask you - he'll know where to go to find the right answers.


  19. Always carry band-aids and wipes on you especially the wipes.


  20. Let his dad teach him how to do things
 and don't interruptt them. 


  21. Give him something to release his energy
. Be it a ball, drums, a pen, a punching bag, wide open space, water, a dog. Give him something to go crazy with - or he will use your stuff. and then you'll be sorry.


  22. Build him forts. 
Forts have the ability to make every day normal stuff into magic. Throw the couch cushions, a couple blankets, and some clothespins and you can transform your living room into the cave of wonders. For the rest of his life, he'll be grateful to know that everyday normal stuff has the potential to be magical.


  23. Take him to new places
. Because it will make his brain and his heart open up wider, and the ideas and questions and memories will rush in.


  24. Kiss him
. Any mother of sons will tell you that little boys are so loving and sweet. They can be harsh and wild and destructive 
during most of the day. But there are these moments when they are so kind and sensitive and tender. So much so that it
can cause you to look around at the inward, reserved grown men in your life and think, 'what happens in between that
made you lose that?' Let's try to stop the cycle by kissing them when they're loving and kissing them even more when
they're wild. Kissing them when they're 2 months and kissing them when they're 16 years old. You're the mom - you can go ahead and kiss him no matter how big he gets - and make sure he knows it. p.s. (this one is just as important for dad's too).


  25. Be home base
. You are home to him. When he learns to walk, he will wobble a few feet away from you and then come back, then wobble away a little farther and then come back. When he tries something new, he will look for your proud smile. When he learns to read, he will repeat the same book to you twenty times in a row, because you're the only one who will listen that many times. When he plays his sport, he will search for your face in the stands. When he is sick, he will call you. When he really messes up, he will call you. When he is grown and strong and tough and big and he feels like crying, he will come to you; because a man can cry in front of his mother without feeling self-conscious. Even when he grows up and has a new woman in his life and gets a new home, you are still his mother; home base, the ever constant, like the sun. Know that in your heart and everything else will fall into place.

Friday, September 28, 2012

Spilled Milk

The situation: boy tries to get cheerios out himself and drops the box.
The dilemma: what should I do with an entire box of cheerios on the floor?

The solution: I decide to go for a three-prong solution to the problem.
Prong 1: Pick up cheerios that are sort of "on the top" and therefore not too dirty. Put these away for humans to eat later.

Prong 2: Bring "vacuum cleaner that doesn't need a bag" in and let him eat a bunch of cheerios. While he is eating, sweep at the same time so that he doesn't eat so much that bad gas results.

Prong 3: Take swept up cheerios outsie and scatter them (for the birds.)

I'm pretty happy with the result. Nothing was actually wasted. And birds and dog became my best friends ... again.

Friday, September 7, 2012

Pretty as a Picture

Grampa and Grama K. sent the boys a book on pirates which they loved. I told the boys that I wanted to take a picture of them with the book so they could see the boys with the book. Here is the finished product:

But what that picture does not show was the journey to that photo. Here are the pictures that I took before they finally settled down as said "Cheese" for the camera:




Saturday, August 4, 2012

Boy Mom

I always thought I was more of a boy mom than a girl mom. I grew up a tomboy, an athlete. What would I do with a little girl who wanted to take ballet and play dress-up?

But having boys has made me realize that I am not exactly sure how to be a boys' mom either. What do you do with matchbox cars? I mean, am I the only one who isn't sure what exactly a little boy is doing when they are pushing them around and lining them up? Thank goodness my Uncle Ed gave me the idea about lining them up in a row. That is a fun thing to do. I like that. The boys like that.

I do like the Thomas train tracks. I enjoy setting them up and being a bit creative in what kind of track I make. JB wants to build a train table when we get to Turkey. He suggested gluing the tracks down. I was aghast! Gluing them down? That's my favorite part of playing trains. What would my role be in our playtime if they were glued down?

Today Elijah and I pushed a car back and forth to each other for nearly a half hour. It was the first time we were able to do it without delays due to Elijah pushing it in the wrong direction. He really got it. He was giggling and laughing hysterically. This was a pretty fun game to me.

A lot of people tell me they aren't sure how to be a parent or an aunt or an uncle. That they don't know what to do with a kid.

I grew up with little kids. I babysat. I worked in the nursery. I hung out with Brianna all the time.

And even me, a pretty big veteran of children, is a bit lost when it comes to getting on the floor and playing with my boys.

But I have realized that it doesn't matter what I do or how I play. If I am just lying or sitting on the floor, they will make their own fun. They will climb on my back. They will wrestle me. They will bring me a book. They will push me a car. They will just come sit next to me with their cars and begin pushing them around. They just want to be near you.

Today, while I was checking my email at 5:45 this morning (Elijah keeps getting up that early! I have no idea why!), he brought some cars and just stood next to me, pushing them around the desk.

You don't have to know what you are doing to love someone. Just do your best.

And, if anyone can help me be a better matchbox car player, I'm totally open to suggestions.