Archive for the ‘ Child Development ’ Category

Right to Brag

On this blog, I frequently like to write of the crazy, funny things that my children do. I like to think that I catalog those moments, like when Annabel dressed up in my bra over her party dress, or when Luke wore his sister’s pink leotard, in order to remember them when my children are older (and of course, to make fun of them later in life, or to show these photos at their weddings).

Yesterday, however, was a serious moment of great pride for Antony and me as parents.

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My “New” Babies

Antony and I cleaned out our kitchen cabinets last night. We decided to donate anything that we haven’t used in two years. This was of course, being generous to some of our kitchen items, such as the rice cooker and the toaster oven. Some things have hidden themselves at the back our cupboards for five years now. Imagine our surprise to find that rusty pasta strainer, the chipped ceramic bowl we received as a wedding gift, and old candles melted together.

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Sporty Girls

Many years back, Nike had a great commercial about girls and sports, titled “If You Let Me Play.”

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In Training

Perhaps Luke, my three year-old son, read my last post. Perhaps he picked up on its gentle hints that I’m a supporter of an egalitarian household, that I don’t want my children to ever see ME stuck in any one role (i.e. “house cleaner”), nor do I ever want them to feel pegged into any role themselves.

Today, THIS is what he decided to do in his free time while his sister was at school:

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Disney Role Models

If you have a 3-5 year-old girl, chances are that she may be into princesses…Disney princesses to be exact. I have no idea how my daughter, Annabel, first encountered these paragons of fluffery, but I think it may have something to do with preschool. Regardless, by her 4th birthday, she received and delighted in princess books, poofy pink dress-up clothes, movies, crowns, figurines, and my personal favorite, glittery costume jewelry.

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Men and Their Penises

What is it about men and their penises anyway? Being a woman who grew up with only a sister for (no) comparison, I have a hard time stepping into the psyche of the young male. I’m not about to venture into the world of Freudian psychology, but having a little boy is teaching me that some habits are biological, some must be inherited, and some are just plain learned behavior.

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Praising Effort

Recently, I read the much-touted book, NurtureShock by Po Bronson and Ashley Merryman. In one of its many chapters, the authors discuss the effects of overpraising children, specifically what happens when one praises a child’s results versus effort.

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Potty Training: Where Ideals Meet Reality

My husband and I deemed not over praising Lucy one of our parenting core values. In fact, this core value is so important to us that one of the reasons Lucy will be attending a Montessori preschool next year (besides the fact that it’s one of the two schools that accepted her) is because one of Montessori’s basic tenets is fostering intrinsic motivation, so there is generally no giving of evaluative praise or rewards in a Montessori classroom.

Enter potty training. It’s the classic case of ideals meeting reality.

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What do you mean, “He doesn’t like LOST?”

At nine months, we definitely limit Xen’s TV exposure, and I try and use it strategically during the day to get things done. I figure if I’m going to take advantage of the magic box to hold his attention while I get his bottle ready, it should at least be a kid’s show that’s got him hypnotized, right? I mean, he’d be quite happy to watch CNN all morning, he loves the flashy graphics and sound effects of The Situation Room, but I worry about his attention span development. Barney is probably more appropriate for his age but that is one line daddy will not cross – I refuse to leave Barney on the TV screen any longer than it takes to click him away with the remote.

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The Bed

Our almost 3 year-old son, Luke, slept in his big boy bed for the first time last night. Among the truck and car sheets, covers, and mounds of pillows, he looked tiny in that twin-sized bed. Just the night before, he seemed enormous in his crib, sleeping diagonally to maximize the space.

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