Wednesday, July 28, 2010

So You Think You Want To Raise A Social Butterfly?

I happen to have some of the weirdest children when it comes to school and church. While most youngsters start throwing temper tantrums when summer nears the end or Sunday morning arrives, my children jump for joy. Church and school are happy places for my kids...maybe because they are born with social skills that crave interactive settings with tons of people, or maybe I have simply raised them well. Considering the fact that I am still evaluating the latter choice, let's stick with the first possibility.

Socialization and children should go hand and hand, as far as I am concerned. Gaining social skills at a young age is crucial for all kids, whether at school or church, or any other gathering  or environment that is safe. My social butterflies are extremely interactive in the school and church environments, and although I worry about the things that may float out of their mouths and embarrass me, I think it is vital to encourage their social experiences and growth in any safe and socially thriving environment.

I understand, however, that there are plenty of children that freeze when placed in a social environment. I can include my youngest children in this category; at young ages of less than two years old, my two youngest children would freeze when someone looked at them, never mind spoke to them. Who knows why...and they eventually come out of their introverted caterpillar stage and progress to the social butterfly stage before the age of two.

There are so many mothers out there that wish above all wishes that their children would emerge from that cocoon and become the social butterfly, too...and, to those mothers, I say: Give it time and patience and a little encouragement and continue to expose them to the social environments no matter how much they clam up, cling, or cry.

Second of all, let me remind you that once you encourage social interaction and your child starts to blossom into that charming and fluttery butterfly that you feel compelled to inspire, you will never be able to turn back the clock. Butterflies do not turn back into caterpillars, dear mothers. You have heard the saying, "Be careful of what you wish for", and my advice is just that when it comes to raising socially free children. Once you have opened that door, you may start wishing that your child would return to that quiet caterpillar, so be sure that a friendly and sociable child is exactly what you desire.

Here are some of my own ideas on how to expand your child's social horizons and encourage their verbatim with other children as well as adults:

1) Continue to attend social environment events and activities even if they scare your child to death and result in her clutching around your knees. Exposure, exposure, exposure is the only thing that will promote the interaction, communication, and relations that you want your child to learn. Communicate with your children throughout the course of the function and inquire about what she is feeling and thinking; this will get her talking, even if only to you.

2) Encourage friendships and offer to invite friends from school or church over to the house for your child to play with. Start with one child at a time. Also, do not hesitate to allow your child to attend birthday parties or play dates due to her shyness. Your hesitation will hinder any efforts that you have put forth to encourage her socialization.

3) Do not be forceful. As with anything that you want to encourage your child to do, being forceful will only make the child more nervous and the feeling of pressure may work against you if you have already made progress. Allow your child to move at her own pace; maintain patience and support while she learns how to open up.

4) Be the social butterfly. It has been said a million times that children learn by example. If you want to teach, you must perform. In social environments, show your child by your own actions how to interact with people. Regardless of the situation, never let your child "feel" your nervousness or anxiety. If you are experiencing these emotions, surely, your child will notice and clam up even more.

Coming from a mother that watches her children flit around like a bunch of beautiful butterflies at social events, while waiting to see which one will say something inappropriate or embarrassing, you are a very fortunate mom right now with your quiet caterpillar. Give her time, love, exposure, and encouragement and she will blossom and fly when she is ready, leaving you behind wondering, "What will she say next?"

Monday, July 5, 2010

Summer Fun

It has been a while since I last updated my blog...things have been absolutely crazy, with the children on summer break, holidays to prepare for, fireworks to attend, pools to hop into to cool off in, and, of course, figuring out ways to relax for a moment.

I have recently been enlightened of a new craft that has inspired my children to create their own "little people" with colorful clothing and hair. Pipecleaners...purchased at Michael's craft store. We had some neighbors whose children were kind enough to share with my children their innovative little creations using only pipecleaners and cotton balls.

I promised my children that we would run to Michael's to purchase some of these colorful crafting supplies, but have yet to fulfill the promise...I will get there (I promise!). So, the other day, as we were running about shopping, we decided to stop at the McDonald's (with the playground, of course), and let the children wear off some steam. Hubby and I were on the tired side, but children never wear out, it seems.

On the way home from the McDonald's, we passed Michael's. I thought the children were going to jump out of the van! "Michael's! Mom, Michael's! Stop!"

"You passed it! Turn around!"

"Mom!"

Unfortunately, we chose not to stop. (We had shopped at at least 5 stores and stopped at McDonald's-do you blame me?) But we will get there, after the holiday hangover that the Fourth of July brings along with it has worn off.

In the meantime, these little crafts are so easy for you to get for your children. They are basically self-explanatory, so all you have to do, as the parent, is purchase the items and put them into the hands of your children. They will figure out the rest. I promise I will get to Michael's (maybe I'll go today), because about $5 worth of pipe cleaners and $1 of cotton balls will provide for many hours of creative and innovative thought inspirations for my kids, and what parent does not love that?

Wednesday, May 5, 2010

Things That My Children Do To Get On My Nerves...

Although I love my children with all of my heart and would do anything in the world for them (Okay, I admit: I spoil them!), there are things that they do that drive me completely insane. I am sure that I am not alone in this world of insanity. This blog is for the other mothers that are driven to that line right before insanity on a daily basis.

Have you ever sat down to go pee and felt that the seat was wet? That MORE than gets on my nerves! It makes me down-right MEAN for the rest of the day. And, with five boys (one potty training, and one still in diapers), the war is not over by far!

My two year old will be sitting quietly and playing, and then, all of a sudden, he will let out this gut-wrenching scream-squeal that throws me into a whirlwind, running to figure out what is wrong. Then, it just so happens that he decided to scream "Just because".

I work all day sweeping, mopping, doing yesterday's dishes, cleaning the bathroom, doing laundry, and generally putting things where they belong, and then turn around to find out that the 1 year old and 2 year old tornadoes have poured water all over the clean floors ("I'm washing the floors!" they protest), overflowed the sink ("I was doing dishes, duh!" the child tells me), pulled half the clothes back out of the drawers ("They're not clean, they're derrrrrty!"), and squirted toothpaste all over the bathroom sink ("I was brushin' my teef!").  Deep breath...

Three of my children, bless their hearts for even trying, have had a habit of putting their shoes on the wrong feet consistently. I, personally, would find that very uncomfortable, but they tell me it feels fine. Taking them to the grocery store or out to eat with their shoes on the wrong feet stirs up a bunch of giggles, but it drives me crazy. How can that feel right? And, doesn't it appear the least bit weird when they look at their feet and the toes are pointing outwards? Apparently not. Let us not forget the backwards shirt and pants. Yes, most of my children have gone through that phase as well...when I ask them if the tag in the front bothers them, they tell me no...go figure. Maybe I am the one that is backwards...

The tattling is the final thing that gets on my very last nerve! There are days when all I hear is "Mooooooooooom!"  I wonder if it is a conspiracy to drive me absolutely crazy...

In addition to the things that my children do to get on my nerves, here are a couple of other things that set the nerves on fire:

I habitually check the lines at the grocery store and get in the shortest line every time (don't you do the same?) and it ALWAYS ends up being the longest line, especially when I'm in a hurry. To make matters worse, the grocery stores have the candy aisles right in the check-out lane to tempt the children while we are waiting for hours.

So, you're in a big parking lot and you're looking for a spot, and, lo and behold!...you spot one in the next lane. Quickly, but safely, you maneuver your way through the lot. And someone pulls into the spot right before you get to it. Grrrrrr!

I have not exactly made it to the level of "completely crazy". My sanity levels wax and wane, but I am hanging in here day by day, just as long as I do not sit on a wet toilet seat. Leave a comment to let me know what your children do to get on your last nerve.

Wednesday, April 14, 2010

Water Infatuation

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Water balloons, water guns, cups of water. Oh, yes, my two-year-old has discovered the beauty of water as a new toy!

From the kitchen sink to the bathroom sink, he has learned to fill up balloons, water guns and anything else that will hold water. And, he's also learned how he can spark up mommy by just filling up one small balloon with water and running through the house. "No! Do NOT get water on the couch!"

With that oh-so-naughty giggle, he'll run around, water balloon clutched tightly, to see how far (and fast) I will chase him for that darn balloon!

It doesn't stop with the water balloon. Quickly after I confiscate it, he decides that a water gun is the next thing he can use to get my attention. He fills it up without my knowledge, and approaches me with that naughty grin, pulling the trigger. Right in the face!

"Stop getting water everywhere!" Was that supposed to stop him? He laughed loud. This game was really fun!

I can just imagine what is going through his head...Haha! I really have her going now. What else can I put water in?

And, of course, water gun confiscated, he finds (do I hear the water running again?) his favorite cup. "Watch this!" he calls out as he tosses the cup in the air, water flying everywhere.

With a deep breath and a reminder to self: he's just exploring life (as well as trying to get my attention), I grab the little rugrat and tickle torture him until he can't breathe. "Stop getting water everywhere!" I tell him.

Through laughter and giggles, he looks at me and threatens," I gonna get water on you!"

I tickle him more.

"I'm gonna spray you!"

More tickles.

"Okay, I done with water," he tells me, in an effort to get me to stop the tickling.

Running off, he comes up with the master plan!

Do I hear water running again?

"I gonna spray you!" he calls out, the super mega squirt gun sprayer in hand (the one I forgot about hidden in the boy's room). And, just as I realize that he's filled it all by himself, and try to tell him to stop, he shoots me in the face!

"No more water in the house!" I yell, but he's laughing.

"I got you!" he says, and the smile on his face, mixed with the excitement of his new-founded "toy" (water) makes me laugh, too.

We're on day number 5 of the water infatuation, and I'm glad that my area rugs are currently getting cleaned at the carpet place, because nothing is stopping him from indulging in his new infatuation! I can't wait to see what he comes up with next. Aren't children wonderful?

Shipping Him Off

With six children, five of them boys, it's not unusual to hear bickering, yelling, even screaming at times. Ear plugs have become my best friend and I have learned to ignore certain parts of arguments until I have to intervene because it has escalated so much. On a daily basis, situations are constantly occurring that I get pulled in to referee.

Take today, for example. I was enjoying the beautiful sunny, Spring-is-here! day, and listening to the sounds of the birds with the door wide open while typing away on the computer as the kids played outside, working out all that kid energy that I always say I wish I had. Things were going splendidly, and the baby was quietly napping. Of course, it didn't take long before one of the kids came running to tell me that another had thrown the Frisbee on top of the house.

"Wait until Dad gets home. I'm not climbing on the roof to get it," was my resolution, and they went back to play, grumbling that they didn't have anything to do if they could not use the Frisbee.

The next few minutes continued without issues. And then I heard the shrill but muffled screams of my two-year-old. Something was definitely wrong. I sent my oldest to assess the situation, but according to the noises I was hearing, he was moving too slow so I ran past him to peer out the back door. At first I didn't see my two-year-old. As a matter of fact, I didn't see him at all...but I could hear the muffled squealing.

The five year old was frantically trying to unzip a suitcase outside while my two year old screamed from inside the confines of the big black suitcase. My seven year old was running in the other direction for some unknown reason. What in the world was going on?

It just so happened that my children had decided to ship their little brother off for every time he had harassed them and messed up their rooms. This incident occurred quite a while ago and I am now almost over the horrified feeling that I had while the whole scenario was playing out.

I could not for the life of me understand why my children would do that to their little brother and I let them know that over and over again, but now that time has passed, circumstances that my two year old creates provoke me to look back with a bit of a smile and completely understand why they felt like shipping him off!
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