Wednesday, May 25, 2011
Hayden spent the entire day with our neighbor boy enjoying the sun and playing outside....and catching bugs. Sounds like a great springtime thing for boys to do.......he is even sweet to find the flowers to bring in to mom. But, after an afternoon of catching ladybugs and putting them in a jar with a lid that he poked holes in so they could breath, I had to laugh at his description of them. " Mom, look at all these ladybugs....I even found a double one! " Hehehe! Since he is only six, we will save the birds and bees talk for another time!
Dennis and I were in the car, deep in discussion as we heard Hayden yell these words, "SUCK IT!" Boy, did that catch our attention! Dennis and I both turned and Dennis said, "Hayden, you do not say that! Where did you hear those words? " Hayden shrank back in his seat as we continued to tell him that he shouldn't say that and those were bad words. Then he spoke up and said, "ok, but Hudson is biting his sucker and I want him to suck it." Oh my goodness! Where are our minds? I laughed out loud at that one but was very relieved that he was innocent.
Speaking of innocent, I have to tell one on Hunter. Our kids have not been in the country much even though I am a country girl. This would be funny enough except that it came from the mouth of a then, 13 year old. One day, he asked me, "mom, do all cows have gutters?" LOL! Shhhh, don't give him a hard time but that is funny stuff right there, I don't care who you are.
I have had to rethink some of the words that I use. It is just amazing how bad they sound coming from the mouth of a child. There were a lot of words that I could never say growing up, and some that I don't allow my kids to say. Like "stupid, shut-up, fart". But, for some reason the word "crap" was ok. So, I guess I must say it too much because I have had to tell Hudson that it is not ok to yell "crap" when he drops something or say "what the crap" when someone startles him. We have tried to go back to words I remember my Grandpa Harley saying....words like "frogfuzz and horsefeathers". I even have to rethink the word that Holden used to use when he was little....bullet! I wonder where that one came from. Oh, and one more....Hunter came home from preschool at the age of three and surprised me with a "what the hell are you doing?" when he saw that the furniture had been moved from its normal place. I am pretty sure that my gasping reaction caused him to realize that was not something he should say....and has not said it again.
Kids are so much fun and they are like little sponges, soaking in all the information around them. I know I can't keep them innocent forever but I am certainly going to try.
Friday, May 13, 2011
Hudson, my four year old, never EVER gives me a moment to myself. I cannot do anything without him right there with me. I try to sneak off to the bathroom but it never fails.....I hear a little voice, "mommy, where are you? What are you doing?" He will come in and say, "are you pottying like me, Mommy." Just a week or so ago, we were at Costco and he needed to go to the restroom. So, I took him. After he was done, I thought I might as well use it too before I shop. As, I am sitting there, he says, "Mommy, I hear you pottying like me.....but you don't have a dinky." I nearly died. It was funny but the funniest part was the snickers I could hear from the lady in there with us. You just never know what he will say....you just have to be willing to laugh it off.
Another bathroom story that just happened last night, made me laugh so hard that my stomach hurt. We had gone out for a nice dinner with my parents to P.F. Changs. Twice, Hudson needed to use the restroom. The nice thing about having older kids as well, is that I don't always have to be the one to excuse myself to take the little one to the bathroom. I asked Hunter, my 15 year-old, if he would mind. He said no problem and took him. Both times, they returned, sat down and joined dinner with no indication of anything out of the ordinary. We hadn't been out of the restaurant and in the car for a minute and Hunter said, "I have a bathroom story." As he told the story of what happened I thought Dennis was going to cry he was laughing so hard. Apparently, when the got into the restroom, Hudson pointed at the urinal and told Hunter he wanted to use that one. So, Hunter left him to use it while he went into the stall. When Hunter came out of the stall, there was Hudson, pants down, sitting IN the urinal. Hunter said, "Hudson, what are you doing?" Hudson, without any hesitation, told him that he was pooping. Hunter said, "NO, you have to use the other one. Get down." Hudson said, "but I am not done." Hunter picked him up and sent him into the stall, finding that he had already left a treasure in the urinal. At this point, I think I would have been hurrying Hudson along and got out of there. I have to hand it to Hunter, he quickly cleaned out the urinal and brought his brother back out to dinner not saying a word as to be disgusting or embarrass his little brother. Not only is that a funny story but Hunter gets the award of "BEST BIG BROTHER EVER". I laugh so hard picturing a little guy climbing up into the urinal....the picture of Hunter as he sees him there and realizes what he is doing....and the thought of what would have happened if someone had walked in and saw little man sitting there. Hudson, being the outgoing kid he is, probably would have just waved and told the person what he was doing. hehehehehehe.
Monday, May 9, 2011
I was in Bass Pro one day with the whole family when we had a meltdown with one of our kids. Finally, after threatening, taking to the bathroom and swatting, bribing, you name it, we just decided to leave. Dennis had the screaming child and I was trailing behind him. As we passed the cashiers in the front of the store, I heard them saying, "I wish they would take care of that screaming kid!" I now have a new compassion for parents in public. It is tough. I do not judge a parent anymore, because everything I have judged in the past, has come about in my experience of parenting. I have to say, I am SCARED to judge. I am far from perfect and am always learning. Until you have been there, you cannot tell anyone else how to handle their child. Hunter, my oldest, was fairly easy....a swat did the job. Holden, on the other hand, would look at me after a swat, and say, "that didn't hurt"...but to make him look you in the eye as you talked about the consequence of his action, just killed him. Hayden, wow, I haven't figured out the right discipline for him. He is my challenge. He is the one who embarrasses me every time in public. He is the one who is getting me back for every judgemental thought I have ever had about parenting. Hudson, thank goodness, is a pretty easy going kid, so I can talk to him and he does pretty good....so far.
Parenting also has it's rewards. It is not ALL disciplining. It is fun to see them grow and find out what their gifting is. The difficult part of this aspect is the fine line of pushing what I see would be good for them to do and letting them explore their own options. I have learned that all I can do it provide opportunities for them, I can not make them like anything. Once they find their thing, I hope that I can encourage them to pursue it to the best of their ability.
I know that parenting is a very touchy subject because our experiences and children are all very different. But, with God's help, as well as being open for creative ideas, it can be rewarding. I have read many parenting books and am always searching for creative ideas on how to be a better parent. There is one book in particular that I have gleaned ideas from, called Creative Correction by Lisa Welchel. Also, Bringing up Boys by Dr. James Dobson. There really are so many books out there on the subject. If you have any suggestions please share!!