Thursday, March 28, 2013

Why I'm Not Strictly An Old Fashioned Parent

Most of the self proclaimed Old Fashioned Parenting adherents talk about the fact that they are not their children's friends.  They frequently mention that they don't play with their children, because that is what siblings and friends are for, while parents are for providing food, shelter, and other needs.  I agree that I am not their friend, because I am their mother.  I love them endlessly, and really like everything about them, but I am not their buddy, I am the parent.

But I do not agree with not playing with the kids, not even a slight bit.  In fact, I think playing is one of my most important jobs.  While I encourage them to play independently, or, even better, with each other, about 50% of their play time includes me.  I do this for many reasons.  First, because I actually enjoy playing with my kids, and it is easily the best part of my day.  Second, I play with them because playing is the easiest way to teach.  And third, because if left to play 100% on their own, they would not truly understand how much I enjoy their company.  If our time together was spent only on things like meals and bedtime, how could they possibly know that I like them, not just love them?

Sometimes the play is guided by educational intent; we do shape identification puzzles, we draw letters, we play memory games.  Sometimes we play with trains or make bead necklaces.  My favorite times though, are when we just get silly.  Tonight, while putting cream on the toddler's back, she asked if she could have some cream to put on Daddy's face.  He very obligingly laid down so she could access his face, and she carefully layered on several inches of cream on his right eyeball.  The three of us (well, not him so much) were giggling so hard I almost couldn't get a picture, but fortunately I persevered and got not only a picture, but a video that I will cherish always, for the sound of my daughter's and my laughter blending together.  I can't upload the video, but you can kinda hear the laughter in the picture too!


Wednesday, March 27, 2013

Getting To Say Yes

I want to make the world a magical place for my daughters.  I absolutely love getting to say yes to them, or giving them special treats.  It would be wonderful to be able to say yes to them all the time, and give them everything imaginable.  In a perfect world, that kind of indulgence would result in positive outcomes, but in our world, that doesn't seem to be the case.

It is pretty obvious after spending any amount of time at the playground that too much indulgence doesn't tend to result in happy, well behaved children.  Overheard today.

"Ryan, time to go," says a mom with a bit of desperation in her voice.
4 year old Ryan ignores her.
"Hey buddy, time to go.  Daddy will be home soon, and we need to cook dinner."
Ryan ignores her.
"Come on Ry Ry.  Time to go.  You can pick whatever you want to watch on the ride home."  Mom is now begging.
"No!" Ryan shrieks and runs away, urging his giggling playmates to run away with him.
She follows him to the other side of the playground.  He and the other boys run back towards where I am sitting.
"Come on buddy.  You can have a cupcake while I cook!"  She sneaks a peek at me to see if I am judging her for this.  I'm honestly not, as, for all I know, she and Ryan are just having an off day, which I have certainly experienced with my own kids.  But I do feel badly for her.  She is receiving no respect from her child, and that has got to hurt.

Eventually she bribes Ryan into leaving with her, and I watch my toddler dumping sand on her delighted little sister while I think about what I just saw.  How would I handle that if it were my child?

First off, I would have given him a five minute warning, and a one minute warning.  I think that helps set the stage for the actions and consequences to follow.  When time was up, I would tell them it was time to go, just as she did.  But if my child ignored me, I would simply go pick him up and we'd leave, shrieking and kicking or not.  He would be welcome to scream for as long as he wanted, but I'm the adult, and I make the rules.

Now, there is a flip side to this scenario.  If my child were always well behaved, and always respectfully listened when I said it was time to leave, this is what would happen...

"Ryan, time to go."
"Mom, I am really having a lot of fun.  Can I please have five more minutes?"
"Of course."

Isn't that a heck of a lot nicer?  And no, I'm not dreaming.  My 2 year old has already mastered this skill.  She is a dream to shop with.  No tantrums, no grabbing things off the shelf, no running off.  So when she politely asks for a special treat, I get to say yes if it is appropriate, and if it is not appropriate, she gets a valid explanation which she actually listens to and respects.  Her most frequent request is to pick which fruit we buy at the grocery store.  She asks if she may pick, and I say yes.  Saying yes to her feels SO good, because she has earned it through great behavior.

I do need to point out that I never tell her that this is a reward, as I don't believe that it is.  I don't want our relationship to be based on reward/punishment.  Instead, I look at it as a sign of mutual respect.  She respects me enough to be well behaved and polite, and I respect that she is a nice person, and I treat her like a nice person.  When she is not acting with respect, and she is not acting like a nice person, I will not be able to say yes to her.  It is not a punishment, it is simply the way it goes.  A punishment is being sent to your room, or being grounded.  This is the back and forth flow of a relationship.

Restaurants


I don't worry too much about their restaurant manners because proper meal time behavior is so important to us at home.  Still, there are things we do to make a restaurant visit easier on us and the diners and waitstaff around us.

  • We don't go to restaurants that aren't very family friendly.  You shouldn't be interrupting someone's special dinner with your children's presence.  
  • We order the whole meal at once; drinks, appetizer, meals, and dessert.  
  • I only order things that I know will be a huge hit.  This isn't the time or place to expect them to eat things they don't love.  The thrill of a hot dog and fries followed by ice cream is usually enough to keep them blissfully happy for a good long while.  This is also the only time they get juice with their meal instead of milk or water.  
  • We ask the waiter to keep the pace quick to keep the meal moving and interesting to the girls. 
  • When we order, we also request to go boxes and the check.  Only one time have we ever had to leave abruptly due to bad behavior, and it was so upsetting to our toddler that I don't imagine it will be a frequent occurrence.  
  • While waiting for the food, they sit and converse with us, or perhaps color quietly.  Once that seems to be wearing thin, but before fussiness ensues, one of us will bring them out to the lobby or outside for a stroll.  During the meal, if one of them seems to be wearying of sitting nicely, I find that a quick trip to the bathroom for a potty break and hand washing tends to buy us a little more time.  
  • Choose the right time to go to a restaurant.  Don't go on a night the kids are fussy or tired, and try to arrive at the right time when they are neither over hungry, or not hungry enough to eat. 
  • Being disruptive in a restaurant is an absolute no.  This includes no standing on the seat to peek into the booth behind us.  It's just not cute to most people, even if you find it charming.  
  • Our toddler is expected to speak to the waiter politely.  We prompt her to say "I would like a hot dog please."  If she can only manage a "please" that is more than sufficient, but that please is non-negotiable, as is "thank you" when the food arrives.  This is a great time to learn to speak to strangers in a safe fashion, and politeness is always in style!
  • When we are ready to leave, we have the toddler help us clean up any excessive mess.  If an unusual amount of food has ended up on the floor, it is her job to pick it up and put it into a napkin. 
I can understand the apprehensive looks we get when we arrive at a restaurant with a 9 month old and 23 month old, but the vast majority of the time, those looks quickly turn into approving smiles and compliments on their behavior.  

The Food War - At Home




Maybe that isn't the best title, as food isn't really a war here.  Occasionally a minor skirmish, at worst.  My toddler is like any other toddler when it comes to food; one day she LOVES something, and the next day she HATES it.  And yes, those need to be capitalized to emphasize the total drama that accompanies those emotions.

From the first day our girls sat in a high chair to eat a meal, we have introduced them to good table manners.  They participate in conversation, eat what everyone else is eating, use a fork or spoon, and stay at the table until everyone is done eating, all without being disruptive.  This is fairly easy to do with an infant, but even though it has been thoroughly ingrained into the toddler, she still struggles with it on occasion.

We have had to make some compromises.  I don't tolerate meal time shenanigans, but I do understand the internal struggle within a toddler when they have to do as they are told and they don't want to.  In order to not have our rules constantly tested, we have looked for ways to continue to promote the behaviors we appreciate during meals.

The most important is having all of the food on the table, and her serving cut up and cooled on her plate before calling her to the table.  If she has been seated, and I am still cooking, or bringing things to the table, she wants to get up to come help or see what I am doing.

She helps with the cooking.  We discuss and taste each ingredient as it is added (except for raw meats and eggs, of course.)  She takes a bite out of each veggie as it goes in, so I don't fret if she refuses the veggies on her plate at the meal itself.  I do however, put one piece of each veggie on her plate.  She doesn't have to eat them, but aren't they nice to look at?

She sets the table.  It may not be perfect, but she really does a pretty good job at this, and she feels a sense of power as she decides who sits where.  We move her booster seat to whichever place she has selected for herself.  This is an area in which it is a simple and appropriate matter to give her some control.  I don't care where I sit, so why can't she decide?  It also helps to keep her busy while I am dealing with a hot pan or sharp knife and don't want her helping me.

She gets a small amount of everything.  Each meal includes protein, grain, at least one but usually two vegetables, and a piece of fruit.  If she has a big mounding plate, you can see her getting overwhelmed, even if it is something she quite enjoys, so she gets small servings and when she finishes something, she is welcome to ask for more. The fruit, by the way, is a key player here.  If she doesn't like what we are eating, she doesn't get something different, but she will always eat that fruit.

I try to cook at least one thing with each meal (besides the fruit) that I know she will enjoy.  I find that if she isn't stressed about a whole plateful of "yucky" then she is much more willing to have a few bites of the undesirable items without ever needing to be prodded.  That prodding, by the way, is a power struggle you shouldn't be engaging in.  Begging or insisting your child eat something is a waste of your energy.  Either you will lose, or be forced to bribe or threaten, neither of which enhances your standing as the adult in the house.  Control the situation in other ways!

Dessert is always home baked, and only offered when everyone has finished eating at dinner time.  Even if she didn't eat an adequate amount of dinner, but sat nicely with us, she gets a small piece of dessert.  This typically keeps her at the table through the meal.  I would, of course, rather she ate a full balanced dinner before having dessert, but most nights she does, and the nights she doesn't, I consider the fact that she sits politely through a meal she doesn't enjoy to be a grownup act.  If she gets down from the table, no dessert, even if she comes back.  This is all done without discussion or negotiation.  It simply is.

Things that end her meal abruptly with no further food available to her; throwing food, banging silverware, intentionally spilling her water (accidents are NEVER a big deal,) standing up on her chair, being disruptive in any way.  She is gently removed from the table, and reminded firmly and evenly that we do not ____________________.  That's that.  No further conversation needed.  She is welcome to cry or scream about it, but I don't engage.  It doesn't take too many times of doing this before that behavior doesn't happen anymore.  Children learn very quickly when consistency is applied to their actions.  And no, she isn't warned.  She knows the rules, and doesn't need to be reminded.  When she was younger she was reminded and then prevented from doing it again, but the time of "chances" has ended.  She remembers places she visited 6 months ago, so I know she remembers that she may not dump her water on the floor.

After dinner, she helps clean up.  Though just a few weeks shy of 2 years old, there are plenty of things she is capable of and enjoys doing.  She is fantastic at clearing the table and putting the scraps into the dogs bowls.  She loves to load the dishwasher.  She may not be thorough, but she sure is enthusiastic about sweeping the floor and washing the table!  When she helps, she is praised for doing so, though not effusively.  "Thank you for helping me.  You make me so happy when you help me," is appropriate.  She also gets specific credit.  I don't say "Wow, you did SUCH a great job cleaning the table," because it isn't true.  Instead, I say "You know, I love how hard you worked on that table.  I'm very proud of you for working so hard."  The baby helps clean up too.  She gets a rag and wipes her own highchair tray.  This is obviously an exercise in participation rather than an expectation that even an inch of her tray will get cleaned.

There are days that the toddler is more challenging, and those are the days in which I am extra glad that so much work went in to table manners when she was an infant.  I can't even imagine dealing with the will of a toddler while trying to teach proper meal time behavior.

Tuesday, March 26, 2013

Old Fashioned Parenting?

Let me get this out there up front; I only have two children, and I have no background in early childhood education.  Sure, I babysat, and had nieces and nephews, but no formal training.  I'm not an expert.  Anything I know has come about through applying training principles, common sense, and the wisdom of my mom who really is an expert.

I read a lot of parenting books while preparing for my older daughter's birth, and researched all the different parenting theories that I came across.  Nothing really spoke to me completely.  The closest I came to what I believed in was "Bringing up Bebe" by Pamela Druckerman.  She investigates what makes French parents so different from American parents, and how the children are different in response.  The bottom line to her book is that French parents have remained in charge of their families, where American parents are more often than not in thrall to their mini tyrants.

If I had to apply a tag to my style, I guess I'd call it Old Fashioned parenting, but that isn't quite right.  Old Fashioned parenting tends to emphasize discipline and a lack of playfulness, and that isn't my style either.  I certainly have a speck here and there of Attachment Parenting, in that I believe in baby wearing and being fully responsive to an infant.  I have more than a bit of Free Range parenting, as I am comfortable letting my 2 year old explore the well fenced backyard on her own, don't fret about germs, and believe in kids being permitted to skin their knees while doing stupid things.  How else can they learn?

What I absolutely do know is that I don't subscribe to the Modern Parenting movement, wherein the kid is king.  While I understand wanting to do everything possible to make a child feel loved and protected, I believe that a child's true comfort comes from knowing that they have an adult parent loving and protecting them, not a buddy.  I think the "buddy" parent creates a sense of unease within a child, and results in behavior similar to that of a dog who does not possess an adequate alpha; they become highly stressed and take over the home/den because no one else is doing it.

My children know that I love and cherish them, but they also know that I am the adult in the house.  They are free to be children because they know that their mother is actively the parent.  There is no confusion about who is in charge.  This creates a peaceful relationship that is full of respect in both directions.  As it should be.

Top Ten Reasons To Become The Adult In Your House

Top Ten Reasons To Become The Adult In Your House

  1. You get to do all sorts of fun things once your kids go to bed, just like you were pretty sure your parents did.
  2. You never have to repeat yourself to your toddler.
  3. You get to pick what's for dinner.
  4. When your kids are well behaved, you get to say "yes" to special treats.
  5. You don't feel disrespected all day every day.
  6. Your kids feel loved and protected because they have a parent, not a buddy.
  7. You won't be as tired, because every day isn't a struggle.
  8. You will have more time to enjoy your children and probably even have some free time.
  9. You'll have way fewer tantrums from your children.
  10. You'll really enjoy not being bossed around by your toddler.