Most of us are so busy that we really have to Make Time! to be with and play with our kids. If we are not conscious of it the day may pass without being there for them, the week will have gone by and we have not really connected, and worse their childhood may be over before we even played with them in the rain.
Archive for the ‘Parenting’ Category
How we shared history with our kids, and paid our respects to Cory
Sunday, August 9th, 2009When kids are still too small…
Share the images… then explain when they become older.
Celebrate your inner nanayhood,
Theresa
The best rainyday activity for kids! Why let your kids play in the rain
Monday, July 20th, 2009I know, i know… with the swine flu scare in full swing, such a thought may seem to be unthinkable. But you can actually let your children play in the rain with some precautions if you are really concerned.
When your children are going boinkers from staying indoors for days on end, this is actually the best activity there is.
Tooth fairy magic treat for my son… and surprisingly, myself
Friday, June 26th, 2009Traditionally, we celebrate the falling of the teeth with a visit from the tooth fairy who exchanges money for the tooth that is left under pillows.
But that tradition does not sit well with me, so for my son, Juan, I made a little pouch instead. Why a pouch?
First Day School Blues: 3 magic steps for separation anxiety
Wednesday, June 17th, 2009So your child is ready for school. Did you get teary-eyed as you watch him walk through the school gates or the classroom doors? You are not alone. Letting go is really hard.
We were lucky, we were given these 3 simple steps by a very wise lady:
- Put myself at ease because my son is in good hands,
- Let my husband bring my little boy to school, just the two of them
- Let go and feel with certainty that he will be all right.
Getting past NO and make life easier with kids
Wednesday, June 10th, 2009NO, NO, NOooooo!!!!
I’m sure we have heard that much more than we want to. Sometimes it really becomes a battle of wills just to get dressed and that’s just in the morning. It’s enough to make me raise my hands in surrender! But, instead of yelling at the top of my lungs, I take a deep breath and start all over again.










