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The Leash Debate

April 6, 2011

Apparently the current hot mommy topic is whether or not to leash your child. The ridiculously judgmental Erin Behan at Strollerderby doesn’t think you are a bad parent, but she does think you are lazy.  Before I had children, I agreed with Erin, and probably thought worse.  Then I had Xander, and after some work, he understood that we hold hands when in parking lots, etc.  It took some time, but we got through to him.  I didn’t really think much about leashes when Xander was a toddler.  We didn’t need one, but I didn’t scoff at people who used them.

Then we had Parker.  He has rocked our world.  In parking lots we have two choices: Hold a screaming, writhing mess of a Tasmanian Devil in our arms for the length of the walk, or let Parker walk on his own.  I dreaded picking Parker up from day care for about 4 months until I decided it was a battle I didn’t want to fight every afternoon.  I am not lazy Erin Behan.  I read books to my kid about holding your parent’s hand.  I talked with him, tried to reason with him, tried to bribe him, tried to encourage him.  I fought with him EVERY DAY for FOUR MONTHS.  That’s EIGHTY DAYS of attempting to teach my kid.  And I failed.  I failed miserably.  I’m certainly not going to put my kid in a stroller to walk the 20 feet from the day care door to my car every afternoon (and that would elicit some pretty painful screams as well).  I continue this battle in bigger parking lots, and gather stares from everyone within a 100 yard radius for the blood curdling screams coming from my child.  I’m out of ideas.  Encouraging doesn’t work.  Threats and punishment don’t work.  Reading books about good boys hasn’t worked.  Bribery hasn’t worked.  He’s two and the most stubborn child I have ever met.  If any child has ever been leash worthy, it’s Parker.

We don’t own a leash for Parker.  But, there have certainly been times where I wished for one.  These days, I get it.  I could be holding Xander’s hand, and walking with him when Parker bolts for the nearest puddle.  Xander can’t run as fast as me, so what do I do?  Do I drop my 4 year old’s hand in the middle of the parking lot and chase my 2 year old down?  Do I let my 2 year old run and continue on with the 4 year old?  There is no good solution.

I have a friend who took her two children on a plane by herself last year.  Her kids are the same age as mine, and her youngest has a very similar attitude as Parker.  She had leash backpacks on both of them at the airport, and if I had been in her position I would have done the same thing.  With everything you have to manage just for yourself at an airport, worrying about your kids darting off  is just unnecessary stress.

So, I’ll take this post back to where every mommy blog will end up eventually on this debate.  We’re all moms and we all make decisions that we think are best for our kids.  Lets stop judging each other and get back to supporting each other.  Erin Behan doesn’t have to use a leash on her kid, but she also doesn’t need to sneer at the parents who do.

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Far Too Long

March 31, 2011
I love chapstick - especially whey they let me put it on myself!

I love chapstick - especially whey they let me put it on myself!

It’s been far to long since I last posted.  I can point to a number of reasons for this.  Wordpress works funky on my iPad so I have to type everything in the excerpt box and then move it when I get to a real computer.  We haven’t uploaded new pictures to flickr for ages, and those usually give me inspiration.  The second child always gets shafted.  The milestones are still exciting, and while they are new for Parker, they are not new for us.  Couple this with the fact that he hates to have his picture taken and the result is far, far less blogging from Sara.

Our friend Jenny gave Parker some books (among other things) for Christmas.  One of the books is No No Yes Yes.  The first time I read the book to Parker, I had an strange sensation of reading it before.  We read through it again and I realized I had not read the book before, just lived every single No No page.  The book shows two pictures, a ‘no no’ and a ‘yes yes’ (no no dumping your food, yes yes eating  your food, etc.).  Parker does every single no-no in the book (except for pulling the cat’s tail).  He dumps his food, he plays in the toilet water, he pours water out of the bath tub (didn’t discover that one until it started soaking the carpet the floor below).  He runs away from us in parking lots, he hits his brother, the list goes on.  Read the No No Yes Yes book and you’ll get a pretty good idea of how Parker acts.

I love the kid to pieces, but he is just a naughty little boy about 65% of the time.  It’s harder to write about that stuff – I don’t want either of my kids to look back at this digital preservation of their lives someday and see all the glowing, loving posts about Xander and pages and pages of text about Parker’s latest behavioral flaw.  And yet, I constantly struggle to find the good posts, the ones where Parker sticks up for his older brother or tries to give me a fish kiss with a face covered in applesauce.  I’ll try harder to find the good stories along with the not-so-good to share, and I’ll try to carve a little time out of my crazy days to sit at a computer and write, and I’ll also try to upload more pictures to Flickr which will almost certainly make me remember lots more things to blog about.

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Choices

February 15, 2011

067We live in a small town.  I mean, really small.  When we moved in, we bumped the number from 84 to 91 people in town.  It’s small enough to not have a school.  Taxes pay tuition for local children to attend any school in the district.  So that’s kind of cool – we can pick any of the 7 schools to send our children to.  It was easy enough to narrow the choice down to two schools and now we’re stuck.  School #1 is in the bigger, regional town.  By high school all of the children in the surrounding town are fed into this regional high school.  It is also the town that both Zach and I work in.  It is the town where the boys’ doctors are located as well as their day care.  School #2 is also an excellent school.  It’s closer to home, they have a contract signed with our town so even if class sizes are big, they can’t turn our kids away, which is a small risk at the 1st school.  We’ve talked to parents with children in both schools, and everyone has had positive experiences at both schools.  My next step is to contact the schools and set up some observation time.

Ultimately though, it’s a choice between a smaller school that gets fed into a larger high school or starting out in the larger school system.  I went to kindergarten with the kids that I graduated high school with.  My high school years were pretty comfortable (aside from all that teenage angst and drama).  When I got to college I realized that I could no longer make friends by playing tag or kicking a kid in the shins.  I spent exactly 1 semester at UVM before going home, completely friendless.

Zach on the other hand started in a smaller school.  He had wonderful experiences with his K-8 classes and then attended the same high school as me (a year behind me).  For him it was awful.  He never completely fit in, and although he was a pretty good athlete, since he wasn’t part of the “in crowd” he never really got much of a chance to play.  High school was much more tumultuous for Zach.  He graduated 3rd in his class and when he arrived at college, he had no trouble settling in and making friends.

Now Zach and I are trying to figure out which experience to give our kids.  Where do we choose their struggle?  High school? College?  Which fits better with their personality and learning style?  They have such different personalities, how do we choose one school that will work best for both of them?  This feels like the biggest, most important decision that we will make for our children for years to come.  We are both worried about the decision.  I have calls in to both schools to visit the classrooms, meet some of the teachers and ask some questions.  We’re going to visit school #1 this week.  I still need to set up a time with school #2 (the assistant principal has been challenging to get on the phone…)  Like it or not, we’re going to have to make the decision sooner or later – and hopefully either way we choose it’ll be a positive experience for our kids.

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Busy, busy times…

December 12, 2010

Oh man have we been busy lately.  So here are a few Reader’s Digest Highlights:

Parker and Xander are both sleeping in their own beds in their own rooms through the night.  We get an occasional visit from Xander and Parker is usually up before the sun asking me what I’m doing, but I can’t really complain.

kitchen island

This is what the wine storage rack looks like on my kitchen island.  What does yours look like?

Xander and I had an entertaining conversation the other day:

X: I’m going to get married when I’m 18

Me: 18 huh?  Don’t you think you might want to wait a few years? You never know who you might meet.

X: (very matter-of-factly) But I’ve already picked!

Me: Oh really, who did you pick?

X: Katie.

Me: And did Katie pick you?

X: Yep.

Me: Well, what if you meet someone else in Kindergarten?

X: I won’t meet anyone in Kindergarten.

Me: What if you meet someone in 1st grade?

X: I won’t meet anyone in 1st grade.

Me: What if you meet someone in high school?

X: I won’t meet anyone in high school Mama.

Me: What if you meet someone in college?  I met Daddy in college.

Long pause

X: Ok, I’ll wait until college and then pick.

Me: What if that person doesn’t pick you?

X: Then I’ll marry Katie.

So that’s my 4 year old with his life all figured out.  Here is his Christmas list:

  • A Christmas tree for Parker’s room
  • A small (miniature) tree for his room
  • A house for his trains (no, not a train station – a house where he can take the trains apart and put them.  It’s a picture he has in his head…)

We’ve gotten the tree for Parker’s room taken care of, so I’ll be spending the next week or so trying to figure out how to creatively find a house for trains.

Oh, and try not to leave your step ladder up when hanging Christmas decorations or this might happen:

boys on ladder

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Ahh… Vacation

October 26, 2010

IMG_2989We took a vacation a few weeks ago.  It was the first vacation Zach and I have taken in over 4 years.  The last one was a cruise when I was 4 months pregnant with Xander.  This was also our very first family vacation.  So where did we go?  Cape Hatteras, NC.  We rented a house on the beach with another family who has children the same age (quite literally, 1 month older than Xander and 4 days older than Parker).  It takes roughly 15 hours to drive there.  We left on a Thursday night and drove to Washington DC.  We arrived at 3:30 am.  Boy were we tired!  But, it was worth it.  The kids slept most of the way, although Xander shocked us by staying awake until 10:15 pm!  He passed out just before we reached the George Washington Bridge in NYC.  On Friday we went to the National Zoo and to the Natural History Museum and the Air and Space museum.  It was pretty awesome because all of the Smithsonian museums and the Zoo have free admission, so we saw as much as we wanted to, and then moved onto the next spot without feeling grumpy about how much money we had spent on admission.  We slept a second night in DC and then got up on Saturday and drove the rest of the way to NC.

Once there, the 8 of us settled into the house.  The view was beautiful, and being able to walk out the door and onto the beach was awesome.  The mosquitoes were a little too friendly for my taste, but they mostly left us alone when we were in the sun.  We spent several days just hanging out in the sand and sun.  The weather was beautiful.  The kids had so much fun running in and out of the waves.  And in the evenings, we sat on the couch and sucked up the free wireless (which was wonderful for those of us without home internet access) and often spent a little time in the hot tub before bed.  After 5 fun-filled days on the beach, we packed up again and headed out.

The ride back North was much more stressful.  We left at 11am, and by 3pm the kids had had enough of the car.  They were tired, and cranky, and sick of being cooped up.  We had to stop more often, and the frequent stops were stressing Zach out.  By 9pm we had arrived in New Jersey.  We stayed at another Marriott.  The first one was quite nice.  And while this room was slightly larger, the beds were hard as a stone slab.  It was a very uncomfortable night of restless sleep for the 4 of us.

On Saturday morning we got up and drove into New York City.  We stopped at Liberty Park and found a pretty awesome playground.  The boys had a blast running around and it was nearly deserted which was nice for us.  The wind was pretty unbelievable there, and after about 1/2 an hour we were all ready to retire to the protection of the car.  Then we drove into the city.  Xander enjoyed looking at the tall buildings for a little while.  Parker fell asleep.

We parked near Central Park, and walked through it.  I think Xander would have loved a horse-drawn carriage ride, but we didn’t really want to spend $50 on that sort of novelty.  They both had lots of fun at the playground  in Central Park, which was great.  Then we walked to FAO Schwartz.  And they of course fell in love with the giant toy store.  My favorite part was how much fun the employees were having.  It’s all staged of course, but in nearly every corner, there was an employee playing/demoing some new, fun toy.  They had hackey sacks and tossing games; skateboards and digital music displays and even a story hour.  Parker found a giant meerkat stuffed animal and fell in love.  It was (of course) $60 and much more than we wanted to spend on a stuffed animal.  Then Xander discovered it, and also fell in love.  We pried both boys away and wandered back through the store, trying to find a small souvenir, something more reasonably priced.  As we were walking out Zach told me that he had fallen in love with the giant meerkat as well, and really, how many times are you a little kid in FAO Schwartz?  I agreed.  Both boys were tired and hungry and starting to melt down, so we decided I would start walking towards the pizza place we were planning on for lunch (how can you go to NYC for the day and not have pizza for lunch?) while Zach got them their toy store souvenir and poked his head into the Apple Store next door.

As we walked to the restaurant I reminded Xander that he would have to share the toy with Parker and that the two of them would need to take turns, be good brothers, blah, blah, blah.  Zach caught up with us, and placed a large bag on the stroller, telling Xander that he had to wait until we got to the car to open it.  Surprisingly, Xander didn’t argue this point.  We ate some fabulous NYC pizza, although the restaurant we ended up at didn’t seem very kid friendly.  The hostess sort of sneered at our stroller, and the waitress took nearly a million years to even come for our drink order.  It’s the one time that cranky kids in a restaurant are useful – if you let them make a little noise, someone eventually pays attention to you!

Then we found our car.  It took a long time for the attendants to bring it up, and we were hot and tired, and ready to get home, so it probably felt even longer.  We finally got both boys buckled in, and then Zach opened up the bag and brought out not one but two giant meerkats.   The boys’ reactions were priceless and they were so beyond happy.  They laughed and giggled the whole way out of the city.

A few hours later, Zach mentioned that we needed to find an alternate route around Keene, since the pumpkin festival was going on that day.  We had been planning on stopping in Lempster to pick up Oscar from Zach’s parent’s house, and Keene is the most direct route.  I suggested that perhaps we shouldn’t find an alternate route, but instead should see if we could get a reasonable parking spot.  This is the last year that the current company is hosting the pumpkin festival.  Unless someone takes it over, it’s the last one.  I didn’t want our children to miss out on a Keene pumpkin festival, so we decided to swing by.  We got there at 8:30 pm.  We were lucky enough to park at the post office in Keene and did a brief tour of the thousands of pumpkins all lit up.  Then we were back in the car by 9pm and in Lempster by 9:30.  We slept in Lempster that night, and finally returned to our house the following morning.

It was a long but fun-filled vacation.  Parker got a bit roughed up by North Carolina (I’ll do a follow up post on that) and didn’t sleep well at all, which meant that Zach and I slept next to each other for a total of 1.5 nights during the 10 day vacation, but other than odd sleeping arrangements it was a blast!  The boys seemed to have a great time, and Zach and I had lots of fun doing new things and showing them around a few new parts of the country.

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