Tales From a Triplet House
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Literacy in Bloom!
Soccer Mom? Sam I Am I’m a Costco junkie... My Head is Spinning... I need a 'do-over'... Bicycling to school...another milestone. My summer book report. Happy Birthday Triplets!!!! Lines on a Map February 08 March 08 April 08 May 08 June 08 July 08 August 08 September 08 October 08 November 08 December 08 'Be careful how you interpret the world: it is like that.' - Erich Keller 'I do not pretend to understand the universe. It's a great deal bigger than I am.' - Tom Stoppard 'Chaos often breeds life, where order breeds habit.' - Henry Adams 'When you can laugh at yourself, there is enlightenment.' - Shunryu Suzuki 'My advice to you is not to inquire why or whither; but to just enjoy your ice cream while it's on your plate.' - Thornton Wilder This one was on my quote-a-day calendar the day after I found out I was carrying triplets.
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You know what my favorite sound in my house is lately? The sound of any of my children reading out loud to me. Yes, I am finally the mother of readers! My heart does flips at the sound of my kids saying, “Mommy, can I have a turn to read to you?” I love reading. I would say that reading a good book is one of my greatest pleasures. I know that growing up in a household where, more often than not, the adults gathered in the living room to sit by lamps and read in the evenings, while the TV sat turned off and alone on the other side of the house, played a huge part in my own love of reading for pleasure. So I buy them books through all the scholastic book drives and warehouse sales and have read to them since they were old enough to sit up. I try to let my kids see me reading for fun. I try to let them see me choosing books over TV. I even recently read them their first chapter book; The Borrowers (20 chapters, one per night) to teach them that they do not need pictures to enjoy a book. And now, just yesterday, they are starting to venture away from the HOP books and the BOB books and try to read some of the books in the extensive children’s book library I have grown for them over the years... anticipating this day when they will view it as a treasure trove, just as I do. Well not quite yet. And maybe never. But I am quietly bursting with happiness that my son participated in soccer clinic today - from beginning to end. Yippee! Quietly, because I am trying not to make a big deal about it. So when he came home with TripletDad, I just said, “Hey, welcome back. Where’s my hug?” and then stepped back and let him tell me about it if he wanted. He actually wanted TripletDad to tell me about it while he ran off to play with his sisters. But I am so happy he is trying! This is the first real trying he has done with anything we have offered to him. He is so strong willed. Teaching him to accept guidance without being overbearing (a mistake we have made in the past) is hard. Accepting that he might not have the same objectives we set for him (common parent pitfall through the ages, I know) is also hard. But we are trying. Trying together is all I can ask. Trying is what he did today. And I am so happy!
I have a strong willed son. He is six years old. The complication is that he doesn’t like anything new (this is all-inclusive; food, clothing and activities), unless it was his idea in the first place. Getting him to try new things is the ongoing struggle. My point is - how can you know whether you like or don’t like something unless you at least try it? The challenge lies in trying to find that win-win balance with him.
This week he started a soccer clinic. This is our latest attempt with him at an introduction to sports. We have tried the low-key, backyard approach – he was skeptical. We tried the approach of a week-long summer camp where every day is an intro to a different sport – he refused to participate at all (He stood on the side line, except the first day when he took off across the field and down the street). We gave it a year about not talking about sports, just playing with balls and Frisbees and kites at the park, and watching some sports on TV. Then, recently, we took him to his friend’s soccer practice to watch other kids having fun doing it. He admitted it looked fun, but was still resistant to trying it himself. Meanwhile, his sisters have tried Ballet and art class and are ready to try anything I suggest. I feel bad signing them up for stuff while my son holds back and refuses to even try. I have tried to sit back and tell myself that I won’t push him and eventually he will come to me with a request to do something too. But I am at war in my head with this thinking. I think how will he know what he likes if he has never been exposed to it? Isn’t it my job as a mom to at least expose him to a wide range of experiences so he can have a basis for decision-making about his likes and dislikes? What is the balance between pushing your child and helping them stretch to realize their abilities? I look around at all the kids in Soccer and T-ball and wonder if he would have fun doing those if he could just get over himself and try it. I wonder how much pushing is too much of me wanting him to do it and him resisting out of hand just because it is unfamiliar. Also, there are my friends saying, “I never asked my kids what they want to do, I just sign them up and send them.” I guess they have never had to deal with a child escaping from a sports camp at a full-blown gallop. So, I took the approach of signing him up for a 6 week, once-a-week, soccer clinic for beginners in his age group. This way, it is more than one day of one sport (how can you tell if you like a sport after just one day, right?) but it is not as intense as a three-times-a-week soccer team with the pressure of games. TripletDad and I approached this decision with resolve and trepidation. We planned our strategy; So, yesterday, the big day came. I helped him put on his shin-guards and TripletDad loaded him in the truck. It was comical the way TripletDad was calling me about every 10 minutes with updates but I appreciated every one of them: All in all, I am calling Day 1 of ‘soccer class’ a success. The point is not to get our son to play sports. The point is to get him to a place emotionally where he can feel able to try something with the result of being able to make an informed decision about continuing, or trying something else. Maybe he will not like to play any sports. Maybe he will be into debate team, or theater or art or the school newspaper or chess club or Leadership or whatever. The point is that the possibilities are endless - unless you never try. So I must confess that gong to Costco isn’t just a shopping trip for me, it’s an event. It’s my PILs fault. They bought us our first membership years ago. At first I only went a occasionally and for Christmas shopping. Then I started going about every other month for household supplies. Now I go about every other week for regular stuff, clothing, books, kids things, business supplies, lunch, a frozen mocha, just to browse....Yes, I’ve got it bad!
I just returned home from a week away at the largest baby industry tradeshow in the I always come back from the tradeshow with my head buzzing with ideas; colors, patterns, styles... This is the year we are going to try to implement many of them. I am so excited that our business has grown enough to take our product to the next level. I have to say that I am grateful to the many great business mentors I have; such as Ken Goore from our local Goore’s store, Maxa the owner of Once Upon a Child in Citrus Heights and Cathy, the owner of Lil’ Suckers in Of all the things that I have learned along my journey in this business, the most meaningful is the importance of networking. And not just the help and information I receive from my mentors, but also how gratifying it is to pass along my experiences to those who are a few steps behind me. I always feel that if I can help someone else learn from my (many) mistakes so that they won’t have the pain of some of my mishaps, then that can only work for the good of all. It was great to see some of The maker of the SnuggleMe’z - a very beautiful and useful carseat cover that has a blanket attached so that you won’t worry about it falling off the carseat when you cover baby, http://happyhealthyhip.blog... The maker of Eaz-Z Wraps – an organic, USA made, versatile blanket large enough to cover both kids in a side-by-side stroller, with satin tags on it to hook it onto the stroller so it won’t fall off, http://www.eaz-zwraps.com/f... The maker of the JussTinCase – a nursing cover that is extra wide, allows for viewing the baby while keeping your modesty and then folds into it’s own pocket case for staying neat and easy storage in you diaper bag or purse, http://www.jusstincase.com/... The maker of the Loving Baby Swaddle Blanket, my personal favorite swaddler, shared a booth with me. She’s a local NorCal girl too and is someone I have networked with for 4 years. Her swaddle blanket was patented in 1999 and is used by many NorCal Kaiser hospitals in their parenting classes and NICU’s, http://www.lovingbabyinc.co... I saw so many more new and useful products. I always love to share all my ‘finds’ when I come home and I will do so in a separate blog about new products. For now, I just needed to brag about the successes of our local Mommy Inventors. Kudos, girls, for a great show! For everyone else, you can see many of these products at Goore’s in The photo is of me and the other three wonderful women that I met at my first tradeshow 4 years ago. We banded together and shared a booth this year because we love each other's products and our products are all mostly in the same stores. This is my most valuable support network; Lt to right - Imp Prints, Stork Pride, Loving Baby and SnugEase. Together, our products make up the components of my favorite baby shower gift basket. Logically, I know that an adult should never, ever let themselves be drawn in to a battle of wills with their child. It never ends well.
And there were no winners, only two sorry losers clinging to each other, crying.
This morning, the triplets rode their bikes to school. They were so excited.
When we practiced this the week before school was in session, I wasn't thinking straight. I was fantasizing about my school days riding my bike to school. Of course, I started doing that when I was in 2nd grade and my brother was in 8th and would ride with me. It is a somewhat different experience with three kindergartners, one still with training wheels on. But it's only two blocks; how hard could it be, right? I forgot to check the location of the bike rack (the opposite side of the school from the direction we have been mapping out). And, I forgot that they would need bike locks. Then, what to do with the helmets? And, all the cute hairstyles my Daughter1 wants to wear will have to revolve around how the helmet fits on her head. So the first few days of school we walked. Then they received bike locks from their uncle for their birthday. Then we had to wait to use them while I color-coded them so the keys wouldn't get mixed up (thank goodness I have all those colors of nail polish!). Finally, this morning was the big event. We rode the other direction so we would come to the bike rack first (no riding on campus so they would have had to walk their bikes part way if we had approached from the direction we had planned to). The ride went great. I took lots of pictures and a little video. We decided to lock the helmets to the bikes with the chains so they wouldn't have to deal with them in the classroom and I wouldn't have to carry them home. We had left 10 minutes earlier than when we walk to allow for any first time mishaps, but ended up running to the classrooms to get in on time. The girls actually ran in on their own from a central point where I could see them but cut the distance to get my son to his room. All in all, it was a successful first attempt. I know it will go more smoothly the more we do it. I'm so proud of my 'big kids'.
I just finished reading 'Why Gender Matters' -what parents and teachers need to know about the emerging science of sex differences, by Leonard Sax, M.D., Ph.D.
Has anyone here read it? It was recommended to me by a friend. I finally checked it out of the library and read it. I kept reading excerpts aloud to TripletDad and now he says he feels he should read it too. I am going to buy a copy so I can re-read it and highlight and flag it for later reference. It gives a new perspective to look at how our children our taught and sites studies on how male and female brains develop differently and process info differently. We all kind of know this, but this book delves into how the past 20 years of 'gender neutral' teaching in the classroom has done a disservice to both sexes. Anyway, it's very easy to read and grounded in research with citations. Then gives some helpful ideas on what to do with the information when relating to your children. Fascinating. I'm telling every parent I know about this book. Claudine What happened to my babies?! You know, last week the identical quads in town went off to kindergarten and made the paper. Triplets don’t make the news anymore. Oh well. It’s a big deal to us anyway. Yesterday was the first day of kindergarten for us. My Daughters are in a different room together. They have a set of B/G twins in their room. Daughter1 turning into such a Big Girl; she’s so into coordinating her outfits and deciding how to wear her hair. And Daughter2 seems really ready for this. I’m so glad I waited a year for her!
These first two days I have my parents here walking to school with us. Tomorrow will be my first day dropping them at two separate rooms by myself. That should be a neat trick I'll have to figure out as they are across campus from each other!!! The girls came home saying they 'love school'. I'm really happy about that. Of course it’s easy to love it now when they said they played all day and haven’t brought any homework home yet. My Son This afternoon we have their birthday party at the park with friends and this evening a birthday dinner at home with family. Big events at my house. Time marches on, and mostly I feel like I’m running behind trying to catch up and come to terms with my babies becoming ‘Big Kids’. For the past several months I have been on a roller coaster ride called “Trying to Buy a Short Sale”. ‘Short Sale’ is a terrible name for the kind of home buying this is. I know it refers to the price of the house vs. the amount owed on the house, but it implies the exact opposite of what you think it would be on first impression – the timeline of the sale process. It should be called the ‘Long Sale’ or the ‘Stress Sale’ or the ‘Hurry Up and Wait’ sale. I feel bad that people are having to sell their homes this way, but right now it is the ‘Only-Way-We-Can-Afford-a-Bigger-House-Sale ’. PS: I know the home-buying process has been dragging on for a loooong time when my son started incorporating a 'For Sale' sign in the front of his art work houses! LOL! |
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