Sunday, May 31, 2009

Pics of the Weekend

We had a very eventful weekend, and I'm inspired to put these pictures on my blog since my sister some of you don't follow me on Twitter or on Facebook. :o)

From the concert at Marietta Square the other night (it was a Beatles tribute band--yay):

Ryan sans knees in trousers (this one's for you, Tenure!):

There's Ryan! We're waiting for the Beatles tribute band to p... on Twitpic


Morgan, before she fell ill:

Morgan on the train at Marietta Square! on Twitpic


Sean, not on top of the train:

Sean is excited for his first concert! on Twitpic


Ryan lost his first top tooth:

Mind the Gap! The two on either side are loose, too, so that ... on Twitpic


Morgan drew a dog for Brendan:

Having an artistic morning. Here's Morgan's creation. #fb on Twitpic


Ryan drew some Minutemen:

Ryan drew a battle scene (enemy in front of fence). #fb on Twitpic


My apologies to those of you who find these redundant--I trust you'll just skip on over this post to something less repetitive!

Sunday Parenting Round Up (Plus Bonus Ramblings!)

Hi everyone! I hope you are having a nice weekend. We are experiencing our first really lovely weekend weather in a while. The summery weather is just gorgeous, and it's not truly hot yet (yay).

Unfortunately, Morgan has been sick since Friday evening, when she developed a fever and fell asleep at the free concert we attended! She woke up and was able to enjoy some of the songs, but we ended up leaving a bit early, poor thing. Nobody else is sick--and M's only symptom is this fever--but I'm nervous about Sean getting sick. He and I are supposed to head to California on Thursday for my grandfather's memorial service. But there is nothing I can do about it, so I'm trying not to borrow trouble.

Since we've been hanging around the house all weekend, I've managed to get more decrapifying accomplished. And that is a good feeling! And I've been thinking, thinking, thinking, too--another good feeling.


Oh the Thinks I've been Thinking!

I've been keeping up with the excellent discussion in the comments section of the TV post over at The Little Things. Very interesting to think about. (The discussion is a continuation of the one begun over here on my television post.) It's worth taking the time to read through, if you are interested in parenting and epistemology. Which, you know, I am. :o) I'm especially interested in anyone's thoughts on the most recent comment I wrote, in which I said:

"To return to the issue of focus, here’s a question I’ve been pondering all week–can small children really even be out of focus? I’ve never seen a bored toddler, so I am wondering if the state of being unfocused on reality is something that kids have to (unfortunately) learn."
[Here comes some thinking out loud--beware: semi-formed thoughts ahead]

Seriously--I have never met a bored toddler. Even my own kids are never bored. Is that a stage kids reach at an age older than 7, in which case, we have yet to encounter it here? I'm wondering if boredom is a learned thing, something that happens when a child grows accustomed to having adults plan his activities for him? (I realize that boredom is not the same thing as being unfocused, but I think they might be next door neighbors.) Anyway, this is something I've been chewing on--the notion that a person being unfocused, in the way Ayn Rand described:

one who can ". . . let himself drift in a semiconscious daze, merely reacting to any chance stimulus of the immediate moment, at the mercy of his undirected sensory-perceptual mechanism and of any random, associational connections it might happen to make." (Ayn Rand, The Virtue of Selfishness)


--is something that must be learned. That kids, once they become conceptual (or maybe before?), are rarely or never out of focus--not that I've observed. Their attention is turned on and their minds are active. Now, not being fully mature, maybe the quality of a child's mental focus differs from an adult's--I don't think a small child will have an awareness that "I am purposefully directing my mental activity." in the same sense an adult would. Anyway, interesting.

[end semi-formed rambling (yet focused!) thoughts]

You can leave your thoughts here or at Amy's.


Other Parenting Ramblings From Me


Kelly has a terrific post up over at her blog: "Only Make Limits They Show You They Need." It's a parenting principle that I agree with, and I'm glad Kelly figured out how to put it into words. Go read her post right now--great. I think one of the parenting principles I've identified--what I call "Err on the Side of Freedom." is actually a corollary or companion to this one (could it also be called "Set Only Necessary Limits"?).

To take a concrete example I recently wrote about--the day when Ryan did not want to drink water after playing outside in the heat for several hours--I saw that Ryan needed this limit, for his own health and safety. We do not have a set rule along the lines of : "You must drink water every 30 minutes when playing outside." Because such a rule isn't generally necessary. But on that particular afternoon, I saw that Ryan needed help taking care of his body, and that's when I set the limit : "Drink or go inside." Now if this became a consistent thing he needed help with, then we might make some kind of blanket guideline--but I'd do that only if it were necessary.

Now sometimes, it's not quite clear if a limit should be set. On that afternoon, I first noticed how hot Ryan was looking, but I didn't immediately tell him to get a drink. First I weighed all of the information I knew about the situation: I noticed how hot it was; I figured out how long he had really been outside; I took into account his difficulty in stopping his activities to take care of his body; I recalled that I hadn't seen him go inside the house (where the water is). In this instance, the limit clearly had to be set by me, and we had our discussion.

But what if the factors had been a bit different? What if he had only been playing for a short while, or the weather had been cooler? Then I might have reminded him to drink some water and then given him a chance to do the right thing. This is erring on the side of freedom. If I am making an error in whether or not a limit ought to be set, then I'd rather it be the result of my not setting the limit, giving him the freedom and opportunity to handle the (potential) problem independently. In these circumstances, there would have been much less of a risk of dehydration, and so I would have rather he demonstrate to me whether he could make the appropriate choice.

The advantage to the child of Mom not setting preemptive limits and/or waiting just a little bit longer before setting a limit is, as I mentioned, that it gives the kid a chance to make an independent choice. Now he might make a good choice, or he might make a bad choice. Either choice is going to have some results that he will then experience. The advantage to Mom is that sometimes I get to see someone rise to the occasion and handle something just fine--and I might not have been aware of the child's capabilities until I saw that. Also, if there is a failure or negative outcome, Mr. Reality is at fault and not me--the child is not (as) tempted to make it personal against me. Which I enjoy very much. So a parental preemptive strike carries parent-imposed consequences, which I think are inferior to reality-imposed consequences (all things being equal).

The trick, as ever, is figuring out those gray areas. Once again, just because I think there may be a bit of confusion on this matter still--I am not a permissive parent, and I'd never let the kids do anything seriously dangerous, because I like them an awful lot and went to quite a bit of time and trouble to grow them and all. We hold hands in crowded parking lots and walk with the blades of the scissors closed, pointed down, and in our hands. It is a struggle for me to Err on the Side of Freedom and to Set Only Necessary Limits--but with years of practice, I'm pretty good at it. Well, better than I was.


And Just a Couple More Parenting Links

I have Motherlode, the parenting blog of the New York Times, on my Google Reader. For the most part, it doesn't impress me too much--I rarely find anything new or interesting. The purpose of the blog seems to be nothing more than a way for the NYT to say: "See? We care about parenting! See how it's here on our website?" The blog author, Lisa Belkin, says all of the predictable things about all of the predictable parenting topics. Very uninspiring.

Usually I just skim the posts and just when I think "Bored Now." and consider deleting it from my Reader, something of interest will pop up. So without further complaint, here is a link to The End of Over-Parenting? where Belkin writes about the apparent shift in parenting trend (I'm not sure if I could rightly call it 'parenting philosophy') away from so-called "helicopter parents" to, well, parents who parent more like me! I guess I'm a "free-range parent." I like that, but I'd like to think I'm a "rational parent" and my kids are "free-range kids." ;)

And finally, I learned about this article in The New Yorker about kids and self-control via the Objectivist Kid. I remember learning about the Marshmallow Experiment somewhere along the way, don't you? Kids were given a choice: one marshmallow now, or two marshmallows in a few minutes. The same researchers who performed the original study back in the 60s noticed a correlation between the patient kids and how successful they became later in life and are now in the process of trying to figure out where in the brain the ability to delay gratification lies, and how to teach techniques to kids and adults to help them improve their self-control. That was a very brief overview of the article, and it's possible I've misstated or misunderstood something (I read it all the way yesterday and that was a long time ago), but really, it's fascinating. Particularly since I am always thinking about how to help my own kids develop inner discipline. Go check it out!

Thursday, May 28, 2009

LinkFest, Preceded by an Update of my Life

I've been a bit quieter than usual the last couple of days, but don't fret--I've missed you every second. :o)

Sean's bout with Pukinson's Disease did not infect affect the rest of us (yay), but it's taken him a while to get fully over it, poor thing. He has been extra snuggly (which I enjoy in spite of the circumstances--you moms know what I mean) but he has also been extra restless at night. As a result, I think I got approximately 45 minutes of sleep last night. At least, that's what it feels like.

But we've managed to have a fun week! I'm LOVING our new summer schedule. Ryan has taekwondo on Tuesday and Thursday mornings for 45 minutes, and Morgan has ballet on Wednesday afternoons. After her big recital in a couple of weeks, ballet will be done for a few months, and then it'll just be TKD. I'm not sure she'll want to take ballet again--she seems interested, but I wonder if she'll want to try something else.

So with our newfound free time, we attended our homeschool playgroup on Tuesday afternoon--in the pouring rain! Over the past few years, I've gotten to know some very nice people through our homeschool group, which is "inclusive"--did I mention that? "Inclusive" means that anyone of any faith--or lack thereof--may join. So there are atheists and pagans and Christians and Jews and Buddhists and I'm sure a zillion other things. Which is fine--nobody seems to care that we are atheists--it's one of the few places where I feel completely comfortable just saying that word (not that I don't say it, it's just there is often an awkwardness, if you know what I mean).

But I digress.

We spent Tuesday afternoon getting completely soaking wet and it was the most fun ever. :o)

Yesterday, I spent a goodly portion of my day decrapifying my house. I got rid of two bags of trash out of the playroom alone (there's a playroom post coming soon) and filtered through some more things to donate or just plain get rid of. It is a wonderful feeling, and today I did more of the same. I predict a similar plan for tomorrow, and then tomorrow night we're going to see a Beatles cover band at the town square in Marietta, if the weather cooperates.

What else? Oh yeah. I was planning to make my Thanksgiving turkey, but those plans got derailed. Oh sure, it's May and all--but this is the turkey I forgot to take out of the freezer in time last November and we have 1/4 of a cow headed our way early next week, so I needed to make it finally. But when I opened the deep freezer (in our garage), I discovered that the whole thing was turned off and everything in the freezer had thawed and was dripping nastiness everywhere! Fortunately, we only lost the turkey and a few smaller items.

Poor Brendan came home tonight and got to clean out the freezer, since I couldn't figure out a way to do that while keeping the baby away from me at the same time!!!!! I'm sad to have wasted the turkey and other things, but hey--at least our freezer is good and ready for this cow on Monday! What happened was the ground-fault-protection-thingy (the official name, I believe) got tripped the other day while Brendan was using the circular saw to cut some retaining wall blocks for our front/side yards. Only, obviously, we didn't know it. :o(

Oh hey! I promised you some links, so without further ado (because I've ado'd enough, don't you think?):

The Objectivist Round Up is at Ramen & Rand!

The Living with Food Allergies Blog Carnival is at Corn Allergic!

Amy wrote a great response to my television post from the other day!


And a picture of a toddler pretending to nurse her baby doll
has shocked and awed some really uptight people who think that it's horrible and shocking and possibly perverted. OMG. Kids who see Mommy give their baby brothers/sisters a bottle--pretend to give their baby dolls bottles. Kids who see Mommy give Baby Brother/Sister breastmilk--pretend to give their baby dolls breastmilk.

Or, in Ryan's case, he used to pretend to nurse his Green Bunny. Or, in Morgan's case, her stuffed dogs. Is that even more perverted, since they pretended to nurse animals?

I simply cannot believe that people are this, this, this . . . boneheaded, but there you have it.

Bye for now!

Tuesday, May 26, 2009

On Children, Television, and Freedom in General

When I took Ryan and Morgan to their respective pediatric appointments some weeks ago, I was asked by the nurse if I limited their television and computer time. I answered in the vague affirmative (“Yes, we monitor it.”) because I know from experience that providing any answer that starkly departs from the expected “Yes we are extremely strict about television.” will result in an unwelcome lecture to me by the nurse and/or doctor. I hate getting lectured. Especially when the subject is really none of the lecturer’s business.

The honest truth is that we have no restrictions about television or computers here. We handle this issue in pretty much the same way as the food issue (see yesterday’s post On Food and Freedom). As we provide them with a healthy stash of food to choose from, the kids also have a huge stack of parent-approved movies and tv shows from which to choose, and they can watch them whenever they please.

The only reason I ever really need to get involved is when they are having a dispute over movie or computer time. On those occasions, I help them negotiate a plan for using the Big TV on the Wall (see Kids Handling Conflict for information about how I do this.) or the computer. Sometimes, they’ll settle on a system for taking turns. Other times, one of them will choose to watch something on the computer, or upstairs. Every once in a while, someone will be scared by a movie, and we’ll stop it and figure out a new plan. (It’s not kind to watch something scary to someone else on the Big Wall right in front of them.)

And here’s the thing—which my pediatrician would maybe not believe—my kids do not spend every waking moment watching movies or playing on the computer. Complete freedom to choose what—or if—to watch movies does not result in children who never budge from the lure of the Big Wall. (And this happens to be one area where Ryan doesn’t seem to need any parental assistance—yay.)

I’ve noticed their electronic media moods ebb and flow. Sometimes, the movies are playing all day long, or the kid is parked in front of the computer for hours (that kid would usually be Morgan). This will occasionally last for days. Then there are other times when nobody thinks to turn on a movie—for days. And many days we’ll watch a show or two and then move on. Sometimes if the movies have been playing too much and it’s driving me nuts, I’ll suggest a walk or something else. But I’ve come to trust that their interests will change to something else if I just give them a bit of time. And you know what? They always do move on to something else.

I personally very much enjoy the fact that I don’t need to set timers or pay attention to their electronic media usage, since they make very good decisions about how often and what to watch.

What happens at my house is another example of kids being free to make choices within some very broad limits set by their parents (in this instance, we approve the movies they are allowed to watch) and they not making bad choices over and over. These kids are not slaves to their whims because there are no restrictions on tv. Instead, they have learned to manage this activity on their own and are in no danger of their becoming couch potatoes.

Besides, I really dislike how electronic media is portrayed as somehow inherently bad for you. As with most things, I suppose, overindulgence over a long period of time would be unhealthy. But it’s just interesting to me that the doctor doesn’t ask me if I limit the kid’s time playing outside or building in the sandbox or reading books. Watching movies and playing on the computer is entertaining and sometimes—frequently, actually—educational.

Combine the idea that tv and computers are somehow guilty pleasures that overindulgent parents allow their children to participate in with the idea that kids will tend to make bad choices when given the chance to make any choice and that would explain this little bit of interrogation I get to experience when I take the kids in for their physicals.

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And here are a few more posts about free-range kids and positive discipline that might interest you:

Letting Go of your Children at Portland Family Currently Speaking

and

A Positive Discipline Moment at Principled Parent

and

Tantrums and Principles at The Little Things

and

Positive Discipline John and Ansley

and

A conversation about parenting I took part in over the weekend on Noodlefood’s Sunday Open Thread.

Good stuff, so go read those posts!

Monday, May 25, 2009

On Food And Freedom

Someone recently asked me about how we handle mealtimes around here, and whether or not I have any overly picky kids when it comes to eating. This post has been half-written for a while now, so it’s time to put it out there.

I expect that many people will be surprised by how we handle food (or if not surprised, might disagree with our strategies). My kids have quite a bit of freedom to self-regulate their eating—they choose what to eat and when to eat it. Our strategies may require a bit of a paradigm shift for some of my readers—the way we handle food and mealtimes is certainly different from how I envisioned it before I had kids.

 

Wrongheaded Notions

I have recently figured out some wrongheaded ideas that got stuck in my head as a child that I think has really contributed to my attitudes about food and mealtimes. It’s strange that I figured this out so late in life, but I think it was having the kids and learning how to teach them to handle their hunger rationally that made me finally identify two incorrect premises in my head. The first wrong idea is that you have to “clean your plate.” As a child, we were encouraged and praised for cleaning our plate, referred to as members of the Clean Plate Club, and chastised for being wasteful if there was food left on our plate. As a consequence, it is still very hard for me to leave food on my plate. The other wrong idea is that you should only eat at designated mealtimes. There must be a breakfast, lunch, and dinner, and those must be about 4 hours apart. If it’s been 4 hours since breakfast, then I automatically start planning lunch—whether or not I feel hungry.

 

Listening to the Signals of your Body

Starting from the time they were babies and we did on-demand nursing, I wanted my kids to be in tune with the signals of their bodies—to recognize them and respect them. I don’t want them to eat because it’s time to eat or because their plate isn’t empty yet. I want them to notice their hunger signals, satisfy them in a healthy way, and stop when they are feeling full. So we don;t do the Clean Plate Club around here, and sometimes we eat many little snacks or just a couple of larger meals.

I can’t know when their bodies are sending them hunger signals—but I do notice outward hunger signs (crabbiness). My job as Mom isn’t to tell them when to eat, but rather to help them notice their signals and I do that by saying things like, “Hmmm…I noticed it’s been a while since you ate something, and it seems difficult for you to stop whining. Is your body telling you to eat?”

There are a few circumstances in which I’ll strongly suggest they eat something. For example, I do encourage them to eat a snack before we head out to ballet or taekwondo, but I don’t generally push the issue too much. They have each made bad decisions in this regard and a gentle reminder “Do you remember how yucky you feel after taekwondo when you don’t eat a snack beforehand?” will typically send them heading toward the fridge.

We also never encourage them to “clean their plates.” The more I think about this, the more I’m amazed that this was something my parents encouraged! I think the sentiment came from the idea of not wanting to waste food (my grandparents lived through The Great Depression, so maybe this was impressed on my parents when they were children?). But it is simply not a good idea to eat past the point where your body is sending you “full” signals. As a child, we were not allowed a dessert unless our plates were clean—so not only did I eat too much dinner, I also ate my dessert on top of it, because no one is ever too full for dessert! Bad, bad habits. My primary focus these days for myself is only to eat when I’m feeling hungry.

 

Choosing Healthy Food

Choosing healthy things to eat is also a life skill that kids ought to learn. As with everything else in childhood, it’s a good time to practice these skills. One side effect of not restricting what they eat is that I personally have a strong incentive to keep lots of the kinds of foods I would prefer them to choose readily available. I can’t really blame them for filling up at the all-you-can-eat-crap-buffet, since I’m the one who does the grocery shopping.

Allowing them pretty much free reign of the kitchen was not something we have always done—it’s been a gradual transition over the last few years. When we first eased up on the food restrictions, there was a period of time where the kids, free to choose what to eat, filled up on the not-so-healthy things we had in our house first. I think this was partly out of the novelty of being able to do so, and also partly as a test to see if we were really serious about it. Now I wouldn’t put them in charge of the grocery shopping completely, since I value all of us eating good stuff, and I know they don’t have the information or judgment to make the best choices for us. But I know that in general, keeping healthy and not-so-healthy things in the house, the kids have made and will continue to make healthy choices—because their bodies feel better when they do. (That’s me helping them put the “rational” in “rational self-interest,” see?)

I do pay attention to what and how much they eat, just to make sure they continue to make good choices. One good suggestion my pediatrician made regarding kids and food was to look at what they ate over the course of a week instead of each day or even each meal. When I think about all of the different things they’ve eaten over the course of the last week, I know that they ate lots of protein and fat and fruits and vegetables and popsicles. Trying to focus on getting kids to eat vegetables (for example) at each and every meal would be quite a battle—a battle that might not need to happen if tomorrow they happen to go on a green bean kick.

I am the primary shopper in our family, so I make most of the food decisions. But I will honor requests if I can. I always solicit input into the current grocery list, and I’ll usually get popsicles if they request them. Sometimes I’ll turn their requests down—right now I’m not buying any cereal because about half of it seems to end up on the kitchen floor and I hate paying money for food that I also have to sweep up. Also, I’m not as inclined to buy popsicles next time since they have developed a habit of leaving them out on the kitchen table to melt into a sticky mess.

 

The Picky Child

That would be my Ryan. Beginning at about age 3, he began to be very picky about what he ate, which can be stressful for the parents as well as the kid, who picks up on that stress. I wonder if the picky stage was influenced by the peanut allergy, if our many discussions about Ryan-safe food scared him a bit. It was the advent of Battles about Eating that got me reexamining my premises about feeding my kids. Before we had Battles, we pretty much just plopped food down in front of him and he ate it. We generally let him eat on his schedule, but looking back, I know we focused too much on eating at designated mealtimes.

The way I handled my picky child was to make a conscious effort not to stress about it; started him on vitamins (just in case he was missing some important nutrients); always offered him lots of choices; continued to introduce and reintroduce new foods to him; tried not to show how excited I was when he did try something new (since he’s the sort to view such parental activity suspiciously and rebel).

In the last year, he has really matured out of his pickiness. He has branched out into the world of steak (yay!) and other sources of protein (he tended to not eat enough protein, IMO). He still refuses yogurt in any form, but will consume hardboiled eggs and bacon like nobody’s business. The other night he asked me to try some grilled asparagus, saying “I want to try it, just in case I might like it.” (YAY!) He didn’t like it—but he tried it! He does has quite a sweet tooth and he does need my help in using an appropriate amount of honey (for instance) on his morning waffle.

 

Independence in the Kitchen

I don’t know what took me so long to think of this, but last spring I rearranged our pantry and kitchen a bit to make it easier for Morgan and Ryan to be independent in getting their own snacks. I did it out of a need for my own self-preservation: with a new baby on the way, I knew I wouldn’t be as able to help get snacks for the Big Kids—at least, not in a timely manner. It was a stroke of (belated) brilliance—I moved all of the Big Kid food to the lower shelves of the pantry and took all of the plastic kid plates and bowls and cups and moved them to a bin in a low cabinet.

These days, both kids can prepare their own food, for the most part. Morgan mostly needs help in the lid-opening category. They pour their own drinks (water or milk), make their own chocolate milk, grab a piece of string cheese or a hardboiled egg, help themselves to grapes or canteloupe, toast their own waffles. It is so lovely.

 

Keeping a Running Dialogue about Healthy Eating

One thing that we rarely talked about when I was a child was the nutritional content of food, or really even the purpose of food. My mom was on a serious organic kick when I was a child, and I think I certainly benefited from lots of good homemade unprocessed food (and I’ve got the wisdom teeth to prove it, for you WAPF fans!). But our food was never talked about beyond a “eat all the healthy food on your plate or you can’t have dessert.”

Our focus is on being “big and healthy and strong.” And then we try to get the kids to understand what we’re saying by providing them with a way they can focus on their experiences. “Too much candy will not make you big and healthy and strong and it might make your tummy hurt.” or “Broccoli has vitamins in it to help your body stay big and healthy and strong.” When they ask, we’ll look up just what vitamins are in broccoli—they don’t need to understand all the ins and outs of biochemistry yet—but they like knowing which vitamins are in which kinds of food. They also refer to playing outside as “making some vitamin D.”

We have a couple of kid nutrition books, but mostly they promote the government’s food pyramid, which I think is actually really unhealthy. We have talked with the Big Kids in a general manner about what kinds of nutrients are in the food they are eating: “Meat has lots of protein and your body uses protein to build muscles.” or “Did you know that your body is mostly made out of water, so water is the best thing for your body to drink?”

When they are staring into the fridge, I’ll ask “Are you feeling hungry? Is your body telling you it wants food?” If they are fooling around at the end of their snack/meal, I will ask “Are you feeling full? Is your stomach telling you not to put any more food in your body just now? It is? Okay, then take your plate to the sink.”

 

I am not a Short-Order Cook

Becoming free from the need always to eat at a designated mealtime, combined with the freedom and independence the kids have in the kitchen, has quite the wonderful side effect for me—your hunger is not necessarily my problem. It was easy for me to fall into the short-order-cook trap when Ryan was a toddler. I got so used to preparing a Ryan Meal that it almost became habit. Apart from being more work for me, though, I inadvertently was limiting his choices by not giving him a chance to eat what Brendan and I were eating. Which possibly contributed to his general pickiness about food. Sigh—we make most of our mistakes on the eldest, don’t we?

These days, when I do take the trouble to make a real-live meal (something in the crock pot, or grilled out, usually), I’ll of course make enough for the kids. (I do always try to make something I know they like.) But if they don’t want to eat what I made, then it’s really no problem—for me. They are more than capable of making themselves a meal out of yogurt and fruit and cheese and pepperoni (to name one of Morgan’s favorite meals). Or make a piece of toast with almond butter. Or grab a hardboiled egg. What (or if) they eat is not generally my problem, outside of making sure to have healthy food that I think they’ll eat on hand for them to choose from. In other words, I’m more than happy to make reasonable accommodations—but I’m not your waitress or chef and my kitchen is not a restaurant where you get to place an order. :o)

 

When Guidance is Necessary

Sometimes, though, we do guide or encourage them to eat certain foods over others, or restrict them completely. But, in keeping with our general parenting principle of having a few limits as possible, we try not to have very many food limitations.

As you probably know, we do have one very big food restriction in our home: no peanuts. This is, of course, non-negotiable, as it’s literally a matter of life or death for Ryan. Now that Morgan has been tested and we know for sure that she is NOT allergic to peanuts, I anticipate a time in the future when we could maybe possibly have peanut products in our house. Waaayy in the future—when the kids are teenagers perhaps. We can at least discuss the matter. But for now, Ryan’s safety takes precedence, and the logistics of managing peanut residue with a 4 year old are too much. Also, Sean needs a peanut-free home for the time being.

If I do notice a negative trend in decision-making about food, the first thing I do is reevaluate my role in it. Have I been buying too many unhealthy snacks? Have I been slack in preparing things that they can’t do independently, such as hardboiled eggs (this is true lately and I’m going to make a batch this afternoon—although it’s definitely time for Ryan to learn how to do this)? First, I’ll make any changes that I need to make.

If I need to set a limit on food, I try to use my very best PD methods, making sure to explain my reasons. For instance—I recently caught Ryan filling up cupcake wrappers with honey and licking the honey out of them. !!! He also has taken to over-honeying his waffles. So for the time being, he needs to use the honey with adult supervision—he has temporarily lost his free-range access to our honey. I explained to him the two reasons for this: first, it’s not really super healthy for your body to eat lots of honey, but also—honey is expensive! (He understands this concept much better now that he has an allowance.) And it’s not fair for him to consume so much honey that others don’t get a chance to eat any either.

(Ryan in particular needs additional assistance in noticing the signals of his body (hunger and noticing that he feels yucky after going to town on chocolate, for example), and being encouraged to eat healthy food. This isn’t surprising considering how often we need to help him notice other signals of his body and get him to stop what he’s doing to heed those signals.)

Similarly, when we have candy on hand, they don’t get 100% free access to that. Some of it—but not all of it. The primary reason for this is that I have to go to quite a bit of trouble to acquire peanut-free candy—I have to order it online and pay shipping costs and it’s expensive. So I tend to order a whole bunch at a time (usually in anticipation of a special event, like Halloween or a birthday) and I’d like it to last more than 5 minutes after it gets here. And yes, I know that eating candy and sugar will not get you to be Big and Healthy and Strong—but I also know that being too restrictive with such things makes those items even more desirable (I know this from my own childhood and am still fighting the negative effects of it). The kids see their friends with candy, and I wouldn’t want to create some special aura about candy that I think would be easy to do if they couldn’t ever have any. We talk about how it’s okay to have every once in a while, and how sugar will not make you Big and Healthy and Strong (and also gets “sugar bugs” on your teeth, as their dentist calls it), and how we also need to make very, very sure that any candy we have is absolutely peanut-free. There is a balance to be found, I think, in making sure their bodies are healthy and giving them a chance to develop healthy minds (and they need practice making decisions in order for the latter to happen).

 

On a Side Note

Something recently occurred to me, and it’s applicable to parenting philosophy in general, not just food issues. I’m still thinking this out, so bear with me.

I think there many adults tend to believe that kids will gravitate toward making bad choices, and that the parent’s role is to force them to make those good choices. I have found that this is not necessarily true.

Freeing up my kids to be as independent as possible in as many areas of their lives as possible was a conscious decision for Brendan and me. But it was hard to let go, at first, of the idea that the kids will generally make bad choices for themselves. What I discovered is that kids make choices: some are good, and some are bad. In no area of their lives have they consistently made bad decisions—because the consequences of bad decisions are, well, bad. Many times, if they were making a bunch of bad decisions, it was a direct result of something I had done—like having too much unhealthy food in the house. Or sometimes they were just testing a limit—which is at the top of a kid’s job description, as you are no doubt aware.

But there is nothing inherent in children per se, that somehow determines that kids will do the thing that is harmful. They will make mistakes—as we all do—errors of both judgment and knowledge. I view my role as someone who helps them recognize when they’ve made a bad decision, anticipate the consequences of a bad decision (since they can’t really see how things might play out into the future), and help them make good decisions by setting them up to succeed (by having healthy food in the house, for example). I don’t want to view them as somehow possessing an inherent flaw—a tendency to harm themselves by making poor decisions—that needs to be parented out of them. I’m not saying all parents do this, of course, but it is something I’ve observed in some parents, this (subconscious?) tendency to view children in a deterministic light.

I think this is part of the beauty of the positive discipline method. Assuming positive intent acknowledges that while the child just doesn’t have complete information, and can’t fully exercise his rational faculty, he is not really trying to kill himself—he’s simply trying to fulfill a need he has. I don’t want to parent the badness out of my kids—I want to help them understand how their decisions affect them (in the short- and long-run) and how to use their minds to figure out reality. I know they will make lots of good and bad decisions—I’ve seen it.

Like I said, it’s an idea I’ve been mulling over recently; it’s not quite fully formed. So I’m interested in whether or not you think I’m on the right track.

TTFN!

Saturday, May 23, 2009

Good Stuff

Here is a list of some Good Things happening around here lately:

When I came downstairs this morning, Ryan was reading a book out loud to himself! He is really beginning to take an interest and initiative in reading. He was reading one of his game manuals the other day, too. I'm so happy to see this! I have consciously been trying to let him take his time with this reading thing, trying to stay out of his way, being happy with the progress he has made. And that has been very hard for me to do! Especially because I know he would be a little bit behind other kids his age if he were in school. But I also know that unless there is another problem (like dyslexia), sometimes some kids (often boys) just need a little extra time for their brains to mature. I didn't want reading to become a Big Thing and a source of battles and tension. So here he is at age 7, reading an I Spy book to himself--what a welcome sight!

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We are getting 1/4 of a grassfed cow next week! I recently discovered that several homeschoolers I know from chess and other activities are also into Weston A. Price, and through their contacts, I'm getting some beef. This will be so great for many reasons. First--good healthy grassfed beef = YAY. Also, I love having lots of food available--it's so easy to throw a couple of steaks on the grill, or make chili or burgers. My problem with preparing meals is mostly due to the fact that I can't seem to get to the grocery store often enough (and trust me, THAT'S an adventure, going to the store with all three kids). Plus, this will be so much cheaper than the beef I can get at the grocery store anyway! It'll even out to between $2 and $2.50 a pound. Can't beat that, especially for steaks.

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I'm working on content for the website for our new group, the Atlanta Objectivist Society. I had hoped to do tons of writing this weekend, but Sean has developed a bout of Pukinson's Disease, so those plans will not turn out like I had hoped. But I think I'll get to make some progress. I hope. It kind of depends on whether and when anyone else goes down.

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Here are a few links that may be of interest:

Diana Senechal guest-blogs at Joanne Jacobs "How innovative are you, teacher?" and details some of the strange goals and measures that teachers need to meet.

Elisheva has a great post at Ragamuffin Studies called "The Wrong Side of a Do-Gooding Law." The road to where is paved with good intentions? Yup.

Judy at Consent of the Governed has a video by John Taylor Gatto, which I haven't watched yet, but should prove to be interesting. The rest of her post is interesting, too.

Christine at The Thinking Mother has a really interesting post on parenting independent kids and how parental response to negative situations can undermine that principle. Good reminder.

In her most recent newsletter, Lisa VanDamme of the VanDamme Academy shares a great strategy for encouraging kids to think about their school "Tell Me Everything You Know." You can sign up for the newsletter on her website.

I wrote about a similar strategy (using open-ended questions) in my post about Keeping Kids Safe, when we ask the kids questions beginning with the phrase "What would you do if .... ?" I actually learned this open-ended question technique in an class about how to conduct job interviews back in the days (B.C., Before Children) when I had a different job.

I love this interactive communication approach in general, and I think "Tell Me Everything You Know" is a wonderful way to talk to kids about important concepts, and gives them a chance to demonstrate proudly what their knowledge is, and will also help the parent (or teacher) identify gaps in their knowledge. So many topics this would be useful for: traditional academic subjects, peanut allergy, stranger danger, handling conflicts with their friends. Any area where you want to ensure that the child has good information and where it's important that this knowledge is really, really in there and the kid can use his mind independently to access it. A much better technique than the Mommy Lecture format, I think! :o)

All for now....wish us luck with the Pukinson's!

Friday, May 22, 2009

Ballet Pictures

Over at the FamBlog!

A Funny Streak

Morgan is on quite a funny streak lately. Everything out of her mouth cracks me up. First, nibbles. Then Grum Punch. Yesterday, she very sincerely congratulated me for "always making to the potty in time." (Which I took as a compliment--I love to have my accomplishments acknowledged, you know!)

Then a little while ago, she was playing with a letter game, spelling out words (homeschooling-mommy-moment: "yeah!"). She shouted out, "Mom! I made and!"

Me: "Awesome! Look at you!"

Morgan: "And I also spelled boo!"

Me: "Oh cool. You mean boo! like a ghost?"

Morgan: "No I mean the other kind of boo."

Me, thinking she couldn't possibly know who Boo Radley is yet: "What other kind of boo?"

Morgan: "You know...the kind you drink, like wine and stuff. Booze. Only I spelled just one boo."

I can't. stop. laughing. :D

Another amusing tale from today: while sitting in the waiting area at the oil change place, I was letting Sean explore the diaper bag. (Note to self: don't bring children on such errands without tons of entertaining activities--what was I thinking?) The bag was on the chair between me and another customer.

Sean was quietly occupied for about 7 seconds when I glanced up to see him waving a feminine hygiene product at the poor man next to us, who was just staring with popped eyes at it--him--us--dunno.

I switched out that item for a more Sean-appropriate thing, and then immediately got on Twitter! This is how I do now--I couldn't even feel embarrassed in the least--but I knew I had to share the story with Twitter & Facebook (and of course the blog--it's all about the blog)! I think it's a sign of how my priorities are aligned properly. Why waste time being embarrassed when you can get a funny story out of it?

Here's a picture of my girl-who-spells-the-singular-of-booze:

Morgan's dog face! (Really owe inventor of washable markers t... on Twitpic


And a very markery Sean (couldn't get him to unclench his fists, but they were blue, too):

Sean with a marker moustache! on Twitpic


Now, back to my regularly scheduled afternoon with some very, very funny children. Who knows what'll happen next? Hmmm.....Ryan's been awful quiet this afternoon.....I'll keep you posted!

Thursday, May 21, 2009

The Objectivist Round Up!

The latest edition of the Objectivist Round Up Blog Carnival can be found at The Little Things. Stop by and tell Amy hello!

It's been a busy day. We had our last music class and soccer game of the respective seasons. They're fun, but wow am I glad to be done and I'm seriously looking forward to a little more unscheduled time this summer.

Let's see, what else? I filled out the final monthly "attendance" form for our first homeschool year. I'm so happy to have that stupid obligation fulfilled (until September when it starts all over again). Now the state knows that Ryan has "attended" 180 days of homeschool. Bully for them. I'm torn between extreme irritation at the ridiculousness of it and worry that someday, someone in the state bureaucracy will realize how ridiculous it is and insist on something truly awful. I guess I prefer irritation to worry.

Morgan's butterflies broke out of their chrysalides yesterday and are flying around their little butterfly habitat. It's very neat; we've been watching them all day. Tomorrow we'll set them free.

I hope to add more pictures to the FamBlog tonight or tomorrow, so stay tuned!

And that's all for now, with apologies for the disjointedness of this post. Sean is hitting his toddler stride a month early and has enthusiastically interrupted the writing of this post half a dozen times through acts of wanton destruction and/or self-violence. The human species is only around today because of the effectiveness of our skulls in protecting our brains. It's true!

Wednesday, May 20, 2009

Pictures

Sean is 11 months old today! Pictures are here, so don't miss 'em.

It's been a long day. My grandfather passed away last night. :o( He'd been in hospice since December-ish and the last week and a half in particular has been a bit stressful. It's one of those situations where it's better now that it's over, if you know what I mean. I don't know whether I'll be going to the memorial service--they live in California, so it's a bit of a trip. Sigh. It's a sad thing, but at the same time, I'm glad to have had my grandparents around for so long. B & I each have one left.

And it's time for bed now! Good night!

Monday, May 18, 2009

A Funny and a Link

At dinner tonight, Morgan piped up with:

"Delicious and Yum and Grum Punch all mean the same thing."

Me: "Delicious and Yum and What?"

She: "Grum Punch."

Me: "Grum Punch?"

She: "Yup."

Scrumptious.

Also, my Garage Sale post was included in the Homeschool Showcase blog carnival hosted by Weird, Unsocialized Homeschoolers! (Love the name of that blog!) Thanks, Kris!

Keeping Kids Safe

A few weeks ago, I was hanging outside in the front with the kids. A car made its way slowly down our street and as I watched it, I remembered that I hadn't talked to the kids about safety issues lately. Especially with Morgan becoming so eager and friendly toward people with dogs, I thought I'd ask a question, just to find out what she knew:

"Hey Morgan. If you were playing outside here in the front yard, and someone you didn't know drove up in their car and said 'Hi, Little Girl! I've got some candy for you but you have to come sit in my car to get it.' What would you do?"

Without one moment's hesitation, in a confident, bright tone of voice, Morgan replied, "I'd take the candy!"

After the ice in my veins melted, we all had a Talk about safety issues. It's hard to do, to give the kids information that they might need without giving them nightmares, you know?

DANGER takes all sorts of forms--all the way from falling down the stairs or sticking a fork in a light socket to eating some poison (or peanuts) or running into the street in front of a car. All things I can imagine my kids doing (or they have done). If you have a big imagination like me, it's sometimes difficult to stop imagining the worst-case-scenario for just about anything:

Oh no! He's running with a spoon! There was water spilled in the kitchen earlier. What if I didn't wipe it all the way up? What if he slips and falls in just the right way that he gouges his eye out with a spoon? Even if he doesn't do that, he might grab onto the high chair as he's falling and twist his leg around it and then he'll have a broken leg and he'll end up with a cast all the way to his hip and then how will he be able to take a bath?


Yes, that's how my brain works. I could go on all night--don't get me started.

And while it is extremely tempting to wrap them in a bubble and protect them from every single danger that could possibly befall them, it's really not realistic or preferable. But you can't just let them wander around in traffic either.

One book that really influenced my thinking on the subject of safety is Protecting the Gift: Keeping Children and Teenagers Safe (and Parents Sane) by Gavin De Becker. It's been a while since I've read the book, so I'm going from memory here, but he offers some excellent practical advice on how to teach your kids about being safe without scaring the crap out of them at the same time. It's a thin line I'm very familiar with, dealing with the peanut allergy.

Here are some of the ways we handle safety situations with our kids. I'd love to hear more ideas.


Resisting the Temptation to Overprotect

One thing I really have to work on personally is not allowing my crazy overactive Mommy imagination get the better of me. One of my chosen parenting principles is to set as few limits as I possibly can on the kids (not that they'd believe this!). The reason for this is so that the kids can experience reality as much and as often as possible free from parental interference. Why is this important? I think that when we interfere too often, it can not only be frustrating to the child (and therefore the parent), but also prevents them from gaining knowledge that can only be learned through direct experience with reality.

This does not mean I am a permissive, anything-goes kind of parent. But rather, it means that I try to be cognizant of whether or not my interference is necessary. Maria Montessori cautioned against interfering with a child's work: "they should not be helped unnecessarily, nor interrupted, once they have begun to do something intelligent." And this is an application of the same principle--that unless they really need me, are about to get into something really harmful and irreparable, I try to stay out from between the child and reality.

But if the child is heading toward certain, irreparable disaster--such as running carelessly through a crowded parking lot--then of course I'm not going to allow him to experience the direct consequences of such actions. He could get really, really hurt. And he's too much of a value to me to let him get hurt. And I know that he would not want to get really hurt either, if he could possibly think that far ahead and express himself.

Sometimes, though, the danger level and/or risk of injury is truly low. If the baby is climbing up the staircase, I will watch him, maybe follow a few steps behind, but I won't prevent him from climbing (unless I need to do something else). He may slip and fall a few steps, but I know that it is really, really unlikely that any permanent serious harm would come to him from slipping down a few carpeted stairs. Would I allow him to climb the wooden steps to the balcony, which end at a concrete slab on the ground and lack risers? No--not at this point in his development. But when he's a bit older, sure.


Taming the Imagination Beast


Even though I can imagine dozens of terrible scenarios, I know that a rational evaluation of the actual risk tells me that the likelihood of such a damaging set of events would be pretty low. So I ask myself, "Could this terrible thing I'm imagining really, truly happen? If yes, is it likely to happen?" If the answer is "NO" to those questions, and if there aren't compelling reasons to stop whatever the kid happens to be doing (such as the baby needing me to physically be near him while he practices the stairs and I've got other things to do), then I'll default to "Yes."

Sometimes, these kinds of evaluations need to happen quickly, and I've made the wrong decisions on either side of the equation. I've been too cautious when it wasn't really necessary and I've let them do things that were more dangerous than my (or their) risk threshold. I usually make mistakes on the "too cautious" side of the equation, though.

And of course, I'm always on call for when Mr. Gravity was a little bit too rough.


Safety from Bad Guys and other Unsafe Situations

As my regular readers are no doubt aware, Bad Guys and Good Guys are popular topics of conversation around here. Usually, these discussions remain in the realm of pretend (although the older kids each have active imaginations enough to dream up demons in the bedroom and other Bad Guys, but that's a different post).

But yes, there are real Bad Guys. And while I don't think there's any point to scaring kids unnecessarily--the risks are there, but they are very low--I do think it's important to talk about how to handle things in the very small off-chance they have a real encounter with a real Bad Guy.

De Becker handles this so well in Protecting the Gift. We use many ideas straight from his book.

These include:

Don't tell kids: "Don't talk to strangers."
Huh? Isn't that the first thing we learned? The reason for this is simple: because if the kid needs help and can't find his parents, then he will likely need to rely on strangers for help! The trick is to help them identify which strangers will probably give them the help they need.

If you get lost, find a Mommy and ask her for help.
Why? Because statistically, there are many more Bad Guy Men than Bad Guy Women. It's true. Also, any Mommy worth her Mommy badge would probably stop and help a lost and scared child. I've done it once. Not that men wouldn't, but again, you're playing the odds here.

If you get lost at a mall or other public event, do NOT ask a Security Guard Peopleguy (or any other man in an official uniform) for help. Always, always find a Mommy. Why? Because sometimes Bad Guys pretend to be Good Guys in order to trick people.

If someone tries to get you to leave where you are, make lots and lots and lots of noise and do everything in your power to stay. where. you. are.
(This is good advice for anyone.) Why? Because Bad Guys do not want an audience--they try to get their victims away from others first. So don't leave--and be obnoxiously loud, too. That will make Bad Guys really uncomfortable.

If anyone ever does something to you or with you and tells you not to tell Mom, then you always, always tell Mom.

Those are some specific suggestions I remember from De Becker's book--there are lots more. Yes, it's scary to contemplate, but it's nice to have a plan. Which brings me to:


Focus on the Control You Have

Anything that is scary is even scarier if you feel out of control. So when our kids feel scared of something, we try to empathize with them that yes, that is a scary thing, but then I try to turn the conversation toward "But here's what you can do...." And I always reassure them that the chances are small, too. For example:

Thunderstorms sure make loud noises. Here's what you can do: You can help me find my special flashlight just in case the lights go out. I don't think they will, but if they do, then we'll be prepared. And you can tell me if you hear the tornado siren, because then we'll know to go to the basement to be safe. Also, why don't you listen to the weather radio with us?

Getting lost from Mommy in a store would be a scary thing. Let's think of a plan just in case that happens. I don't think that would ever happen, because I keep a very close eye on you, but it never hurts to have a plan. Here's what you do: Find a Mommy. How do you know who a Mommy is? Look for a woman, especially a woman with children. What should you tell her? Tell her your name and say "I'm lost. Will you help me?"


Explain things in a way they can understand. This is obvious, but I'll share a story of a time when I didn't do that very well. When Ryan was a toddler, I began to teach him to watch the street for cars. I told him what I was taught: "Look both ways!" He'd quickly turn his head side to side and then proceed. And then I realized that there's quite a bit of non-spoken context to "Look both ways!" that needed 'splainin'. So now we say this: "Time to check to see if it's safe to cross the road. Are there cars coming this way? [look and point] Cars coming that way? [look and point] No? Well, then, is it safe to cross? Yes, I agree with you. It is safe. Let's go!"

Help set their expectations by giving them information. We did take a field trip to the Fire Station a couple summers ago and it was very educational. One of the things I liked about our tour was how one of the Fireman Peopleguys got dressed in his fire gear right in front of the children. Another Fireman Peopleguy explained about every piece of the equipment, from boots to emergency oxygen doohickey. Once the guy was dressed in his full mask, they turned it on so he sounded like Darth Vader. And the narrator said to the kids: "Doesn't he look different? But do you think it's still Fireman Jack? Yes, it is! You all saw him get dressed, didn't you? Talk for us Jack! Wow--he sounds different, doesn't he? Now take off your helmet Jack." And the guy took off his equipment and showed the kids that yes, it was still really him; he was the same guy. And then they both told the kids "If you see someone wearing this mask and there is a fire in your house, don't hide from us! I know we look big and different and sound different, but if we are in your house in an emergency, we need to know where you are, so don't hide. We'll show you our faces as soon as we get you outside." It was so well done. Hmmm....think we ought to do that again one of these days.


How and When to Bring up the Subject

The incident a few weeks ago was an exception to how we discuss safety issues. Usually, we work our remarks into our every day activities. If we're going to be going somewhere really crowded, I'll review the Find a Mommy rule: "Hey, who remembers what to do if you can't see Mom or Dad? That's right: Find a Mommy. And don't forget to tell her your name and our names. It is pretty crowded here, so I just wanted to make sure you'll remember. However, I'm not worried; I'm going to hold your hand just like this. That way we'll make sure to stay together."

I like how our pediatrician handles the issue of body safety. Starting at about age 3, during their yearly check up, she'll just casually say as she's examining their private parts, "I'm going to look down here. And it's okay for me to do this, because your Mom is right here with you, and I'm just checking to see that everything's healthy." Once she might have said something along the lines of "If someone else asks to check your private areas, then you be sure to tell your Mom, okay?" I like how she says it because she addresses the issue and then moves on. And then I can follow up on the whole "your privates are only for you" issue later.

Ask open-ended questions, such as "What would you do?" when those conversations do take place. I try to use this technique anyway, because I'm interested to see what they're really thinking and it will often help me identify gaps in their information or strategies. Plus, getting their cranial juices flowing helps make the solution more likely to "stick" in their heads. When they are taking an active role in the process, they will be more interested and engaged than if it's just another one of those Mom Lectures.


This is a topic where I'm sure we can generate tons of great ideas for how to handle all manner of safety issues. Let's hear your strategies in the comments!

Resources:
Gavin De Becker's website
Free Range Kids

Sunday, May 17, 2009

Two Important Things

Important Thing #1

Today is Brendan's birthday! He told Morgan that he's 28 and she said, "Wow! That's old!" But she means that as a compliment, since to children, getting older is always, always good. :o) Think how much more impressed she would have been if he had told her that he is, in fact, 38 today! We love birthdays around here. Both older kids have been referring to Brendan as the "Birthday Boy" all day. On the Birthday Deck: Sean--next month!


Important Thing #2

We had a nice meeting this afternoon with a lovely group of people, and it appears that the Atlanta Objectivist Society is officially launched! Seventeen people (22, if you count the kids) made the effort to come to the park on an unusually cold and rainy May day. Not a bad crowd, really. We are planning a few more social gatherings soon, and if I can get my act together, we'll get the website with an events calendar going in the next couple of weeks so we can keep track of all of these great happenings, and advertise them, too. Of course, I'll announce the site as soon as it's live. I'm excited!


Bonus Important Thing


Time for a glass of wine and some Heroes! Brendan and I just started watching this series (so don't tell me what happens) and it's really good!

Saturday, May 16, 2009

It Was 5 Years Ago Today...


...that Mr. Peanut became our enemy.

Sometimes I think of that night, and all of the things that we did right, and all of the things that could have gone wrong (because in our ignorance we didn't realize the medical errors that were being made: he never got epinephrine, not once). Wow. Ryan was still just a baby--only 2. He hugged his Green Bunny all night long at the hospital, lying on Brendan's chest in between breathing treatments, listening to Brendan sing Spider-Man over and over and over, while I tried to sleep on the fold-out bed (a reversal of our hospital stay when he was born and in NICU and Brendan was on the uncomfortable fold-out).

I remember very well how overwhelming it was, those first few months of our initiation into the Food Allergy Club: the purging of the kitchen; how we never went out to eat; how horribly guilty I felt the first time I read that eating peanuts during pregnancy could cause PA (this theory has been pretty well debunked now, but at the time it was prevalent); how sad and angry I was the first time I read a remark from some jerk who suggested that it would be easy to "take care" of this "problem" by feeding PB&Js to all of the PA kids; how nervous we were about carrying the Epi-pen around all the time.

But we got used to it all. Actually, that's the part that makes me a little nervous now--I don't ever want to get too used to it, because that's when we'll let our guard down and it will be easier for a mistake to happen, you know? But a little "used to it" okay--Ryan's PA, like Brendan's diabetes, became our new "normal."

Okay, I didn't start this post to be a downer. Just in a reflective mood.

Our late evening (for me) Twitter party was fun last night. No crashers, although there was a lady there who seemed sympathetic for the most part, but was really there just to promote veganism. I think she went away after someone pointed out that there are lots of nuts and soy in vegan food and those are, of course, allergens. We didn't make the Trending Topics, but that just speaks to the number of people who obviously don't have anything else to do on a Friday night, huh? (And the number of people who are excited about Dollhouse renewing, yipee!)

Even though Mr. Peanut turned against us (we didn't ask for it--he started it!), Ryan is a happy, healthy, talkative, smart, stubborn, irritating, funny 7 year old guy. And I've met lots of nice people in the Food Allergy Club, too (hi!). Ryan has been anaphylaxis-free for 5 years now. That's quite an accomplishment, especially when I think about how many close calls he's had. We done good. :o)

Thank you for stopping by my blog this Food Allergy Awareness Week. I hope you learned something useful.

Here's to another 5 years--and beyond!

Friday, May 15, 2009

A Success!

The #FoodAllergy Twitter party was a success! The #foodallergy tag made it to #9 on the Trending Topics list. Talk about raising awareness. Go us!

Met some nice people there (wave) and hope to get more interest in the blog carnival (reading and participating). Had some nice discussions, too.

We did get some meanie party crashers, which is to be expected I guess, although I was sorely disappointed in the quality of the "humor." I wonder if we'll have some more crashers tonight--on one hand, it's a Friday night, so maybe people have better things to do than sit in front of Twitter (I don't, obviously!). On the other, more people know about the next party (tonight at 10:30pm Eastern). One person claims to be planning to crash. I hope not. Really. If you have anything ugly to say, then just keep it to yourself!

Complete non sequitur: I posted this on Twitter earlier, before the party: I find it ironic in the extreme that the people who stole money from our HOA now have a "Don't Tread On Me" flag hanging off of their house. Oh sure, go ahead and make a stand for rights--only it's okay when you steal from your neighbors for years and years. There's a part of me that is longing to say something. Although I won't because I'm way too mature (ha!), but mostly I know there's very little point in starting up something. But honestly. Do they not get it? (I know, I know....)

Bye for now, gotta do something about this disaster area I call a family room!

10 Minutes 'Til Showtime!

The #FoodAllergy party is just about to get started!

I'll be there, but will have to wrangle kids at the same time. Hopefully it won't affect my participation too much.

But there's another show tonight at 10:30, so I'll definitely be good to go then.

Hope to see you!

Thursday, May 14, 2009

Linky Dinky Doo!

I don't think it's possible for me to express just how happy I'll be this time next week when most of our kid activities are over for the summer. Especially because somehow my sunglasses have gone missing and I just had to sit outside at Morgan's soccer game for an hour and a half without them. Must get some more soon--I have to wear prescription sunglasses due to my terrible eyesight, so losing my sunglasses is a really Bad Thing.

Okay. I'm all done complaining about my sunglasses. For now. I might start up again later (you have been warned!).

I've got a few things I need you to check out.

First, the 96th edition of the Objectivist Round Up can be found this week at Try Reason! John is a first-time host and did a great job, so be sure to stop by and check out the many great posts this week.

Alisa at Go Dairy Free is hosting the Food Allergy Awareness Week edition of the Living with Food Allergies carnival. LOTS of great stuff--don't miss it! If I haven't mentioned this before, our food allergy carnival would be a good resource for people who are new to food allergies, or even friends and family, so be sure to spread the word!

Tomorrow is our FAAW Twitter party, so go get your Twitter account and log in to your favorite Twitter search site (actually, I'd love some ideas for different ones, leave 'em in the comments). I'm looking forward to the discussion--there will be questions, answers, prizes, links for further research--it will be a great way to learn about food allergies and get to know some of the best food allergy bloggers/tweeters around (if I do say so myself!). Hope to see you there!

This is pretty neat: the 2009 winners of the best visual illusions contest! Really wild stuff. Love it!

And last, but certainly not least, my friend Kelly has a blog! And she told me I could tell you about it, so click over and give her a wave!

PS: Here's a link I forgot to include originally. The Thinking Mother offers some tips for those of us raising independent children. Good stuff and something I need to work on getting better at myself.

Wednesday, May 13, 2009

More from Montessori

Today, I'm wrassling with a parenting post that is just not cooperating. Does that ever happen to you? I find it somewhat frustrating, especially when I have a neat-o topic I'd like to start talking about right NOW. But I know there's little point in publishing something that is not coherent.

So instead of publishing my post today, I thought I'd share with you more quotations from Maria Montessori that I found in my research today. It's been a little while since I've read any of her books, but I still find her thoughts interesting and inspiring. Many of her quotations apply to my personal parenting principles, even though her focus was education.


Encouraging Independence

As an example of one my parenting principles (and I've mentioned this before), I try to encourage my kids' independence by giving them as much freedom as possible to experience reality and the consequences of their actions. And when I'm in doubt about what I should/could do, I try to err on the side of freedom--meaning that if I can think of no good reason to interfere (in matters of safety, for example), then I do not.

“Never help a child with a task at which he feels he can succeed.”

“Little children, from the moment they are weaned, are making their way toward independence.”

“To give a child liberty is not to abandon him to himself.”
“The essence of independence is to be able to do something for one’s self.”



Using Positive Discipline Methods

The ideas behind Positive Discipline are very similar to Montessori's thinking. One of my favorite PD books has the phrase "giving your child the gift of inner discipline" right in the title, which really speaks to the essence of PD. We ultimately want our kids to reach adulthood with inner discipline, and not become accustomed to someone else doing their thinking for them, making decisions about what is best for them. True inner discipline will be difficult--if not impossible--to attain without the relative freedom to interact with reality, to learn how things work.

“Discipline must come through liberty. . . . We do not consider an individual disciplined only when he has been rendered as artificially silent as a mute and as immovable as a paralytic. He is an individual annihilated, not disciplined.”

“Free choice is one of the highest of all the mental processes.”

“Only through freedom and environmental experience is it practically possible for human development to occur.”


The Teacher (Parent) as Guide

One of the striking things about a Montessori classroom is that the role of the teacher is very defined and it's quite different from a traditional classroom. Traditional teachers are experts who impart knowledge to children and the child's job is to learn what the teacher tells him. By comparison, a child in a Montessori classroom has an enormous amount of freedom of movement, freedom to choose what he wants to do. The teacher is there to assist the child--when and if he needs it. Other than that, the teacher stays out of the child's way.

The way I try to parent emulates how Montessori teacher guides her students. I'm there to guide and help them: when Ryan needs help he calls for "reinforcements" which is a pretty good way to describe it, too.

“To let the child do as he likes when he has not yet developed any powers of control is to betray the idea of freedom.”

“These words reveal the child’s inner needs; ‘Help me to do it alone’.”


The first quotation is pretty interesting; I'd love to read it in context. (There is a danger, always, to taking quotations like these out of context.) At first, she seems to directly contradict the quotation above about how giving a child liberty is not "abandoning him to himself." If you happen to know the context, point me to one of her books. I believe that remark describes the crucial role of the teacher--and I think, the parent--in helping a child gain control over his body and his mind, so that he might become truly independent one day. (But I could be wrong.)

[WARNING: Despite what I wrote at the beginning of this post about not publishing posts that are not coherent, there's rambling disjointedness coming up! These ideas are very much a work in progress as I'm thinking through some things. I'd love to get some constructive feedback, though.]

Allowing a child do absolutely anything he likes with no boundaries does not foster true freedom. He will not learn how to control his impulses or exercise his own rationality--unlike lower animals, a human child is not born knowing what to do automatically. But because he has an immature brain, he also lacks rationality. I think the process of developing inner discipline might be simply learning to use one's mind, to learn how to focus on reality and understand how one's thought processes work (among many other things).

A child who lacks inner discipline will not be able to be truly independent and would develop into an adult who is essentially a slave to his own ungoverned mental processes. It's easy to see how such a person might be easily swayed by others; how he might follow his irrational whims; how he might view the world as essentially out of control and a malevolent place. There are of course many directions such a person may head (drift?) toward. Someone will need to make his decisions, to guide his life--the choice between learning to exercise rationality and developing discipline of mind and body or, well, not--is essentially the choice to guide one's own life or to put others in charge of those crucial decisions.

How hard do we adults have to work to break a bad habit or even just to improve an "okay" habit? To do so requires inner discipline, to retrain our minds to hold X instead of Y as our higher value--to hold one's health higher than smoking or overeating, to hold saving money for a home higher than spending through each paycheck, etc. If you are accustomed to accepting another's thoughts as your own, or accepting another's direction instead of your own, breaking a bad habit would be that much more difficult to accomplish. Consider how much easier life would be if you grew up with a strong, limber rational muscle, and lots of solid experience to help guide your decisions.

I think Montessori is right--that without freedom to make choices, there is no real discipline. Experience--direct interaction with reality--is a really great teacher. And as a parent, I try not to interfere with that great teacher's methods. And to be perfectly honest, it's a whole lot easier when the kids are mad at reality and not me!

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A Battle in my Body: Ryan Talks about Peanut Allergies


It occurred to me that big important part of Food Allergy Awareness Week is making sure that your food-allergic children and other family members are aware, too! Yesterday, I interviewed Ryan and Morgan as a way of trying to assess their level of knowledge about peanut allergies. And I thought it was interesting, so I'll share it with you, too!

I tried to capture Ryan's answers as well as I could. Those of you who know him in real life understand that it's hard to keep up with him once he gets to talking about something that interests him! I took the liberty of editing his answers for clarity--substituting nouns for some of his pronouns, for example. I tried to capture the "spirit" of his answers, if you know what I mean. My comments are in italics.


RYAN'S INTERVIEW

What is your food allergy?

Peanuts only.


What happened when you ate peanuts?

Well one day--here's the story. When I was just a tiny baby, my Mom had a peanut-free ice cream and my dad did not. They both shared their ice cream. I liked them both, but then the next thing I knew, I woke up and started coughing and had red hives all over me and I was sneezing. Then Mom called 911. And then there was this fire truck and an ambulance, too. I didn't know what they were both doing there and I got to touch the trucks. They gave me Benadryl and that helped me. And then I also turned blue a little and went to the hospital and they fixed me up.

[He doesn't actually remember this--he was 2 years old at the time. But we've told him this story a zillion times and he never fails to mention that he got to touch the fire trucks. It's true--and he was so excited at the time. And then we went to the hospital.]



What do Mom and Dad do to keep you safe from peanuts?

My mom and dad double check on everything they buy; they try not to buy peanuts; they look it up online to make sure the companies didn't forget to write "peanuts" on the package before I eat it. They check with the store owners if they aren't quite sure, and call the peopleguys at the restaurants and ask if they have peanuts there. [That's pretty good. I didn't know he was aware of all of that--and it's nice that he noticed!]


How do you keep yourself safe?

Whenever there's a kid who offers me [a snack or a treat] and says it is peanut-free, I'd tell a grownup, because what if the kid wasn't right--what if it did have peanuts? I try to avoid peanut shells, peanut snacks, and don't touch them or do anything that could cause a reaction. If I go to a store with lots of peanut things, I'd buy the peanut-free thing. I try to stick with that. [Good Answer.]


Do you know what peanuts look like?

Sort of like an 8 but a lot tanner. [LOL!]


Where do you see them?

In stores and gas stations that sell food. [Thought for sure he'd mention the peanut shells we see at the park sometimes.]


What would you do in a peanut emergency?

I'd just start walking to Mom and tell her. [Good Answer.]


What would a peanut emergency feel like? What might happen to you?

Well, I'd start feeling cold if I was turning blue and I'm pretty sure it would be hard to talk because it swells up my throat. It might feel like a battle in my body. [ :( ]


What is something you would like people to understand about peanut allergies?

I would like them to know about everything about peanut allergies. The most important thing to know is to avoid peanuts or anything that could be a peanut allergen in your food. I have bad luck because I live in Georgia which is the Peanut State. [LOL!] I hope I'll get the medicine that will stop me from being allergic to peanuts.


Do you like having a food allergy?

No, because it's no fun at all when I have to go to the doctor. Because I don't like having epipens, because you know those are a kind of a shot and I don't like getting shots at all. I hope one day they will have the kind of shots like in Star Trek and it's pppsssss like that [motioning]. [That one just about killed me. I couldn't make this stuff up if I tried!]


Are there any good things about having this allergy?

The good thing is that there are two kind of medicines that can pow it good--the first is Benadryl and the second, Epipens. I don't want to even try the Epipens, but I know one day I'll have to if I run into peanuts and have a reaction. [pow: a verb meaning "to kick some Bad Guy Germ booty"]



MORGAN'S INTERVIEW


What's Ryan's allergy?

Peanuts


What can you do to help keep him safe?

Not eat peanuts around him. [Good Answer.]


What's a good way to get peanuts off of your hands?

Washing them. [Another good answer. Did you know that basic regular old handwashing is the best way to get rid of residual food allergens? Morgan did!]


What is something you would like people to know about peanut allergy?

That peanut allergy is bad. [Yup.]

Tuesday, May 12, 2009

Food Allergy Awareness Week


It's Food Allergy Awareness Week! While I think I do a pretty decent job raising awareness of this life-threatening, life-altering medical condition, I can't pass up yet another opportunity to educate those who might not know anyone who is afflicted with a food allergy.

As you probably know, Ryan has a life-threatening allergy to peanuts. His allergy affects all of us every single day. Let me count the ways....

  • We don't bring one bite of food into our home that isn't researched and inspected.
  • Even so, we are keenly aware that mistakes can happen--mistakes at the manufacturing plant, mistakes at the factory that produces the packaging and labels, mistakes that might be made during the transportation and display of the food at the grocery store, mistakes that we might make in reading labels and inspecting the food. I know that if Ryan ever has a reaction under my watch, it will most likely occur due to such an error and not from a lack of vigilance.
  • We don't eat at Chinese or Thai restaurants. Or Indian restaurants. Or ice cream places.
  • Every time we go to a playground, I check out the grounds for dropped bits of food (found leftover sandwiches and pistachio shells last time), and wonder if the kid who was on the slide or the ropes before Ryan had possibly eaten peanut butter that day.
  • Last soccer season, Ryan could not approach Morgan's soccer field because of the peanut shells strewn all over the place.
  • Even a walk around our neighborhood has brought us into chance encounters with peanut shells, where people have dropped them after having a snack.
  • We've never taken the kids to a circus or a baseball game.
  • We bring Epi-pens with us wherever we go, and if we forget them, we stop what we're doing and go home to get them.
  • Currently, I have a stack of expired pens, and we'll invite our friends and family--and maybe even Ryan--to practice using them on apples, so they will hopefully remember that you need to remove the gray cap first or the needle won't fire.

Morgan is not allergic and has eaten peanuts a few times out of our house away from Ryan. She has had to give up treats she's received because of the risk to Ryan. (I think that as they get older and more reliable about washing up that we can develop a different plan for such occasions.) When she pretends to be a chef, she always serves peanut-free cupcakes.

Sean hasn't been exposed to nuts, peanuts, fish or shellfish and won't be until he's 3. The process of introducing new foods to a baby is more stressful than fun for us. Each time he gets something new, I watch him very carefully for any adverse reactions. He does have mild eczema, which along with a sibling with a food allergy, increases his risk for food allergies.

It affects us all--but no one more than Ryan. He is 7 years old and he knows that this could kill him. :o( He is very good about not accepting food from anyone unless Brendan or I (or a select few trusted friends) approve. I'm glad he is cautious, but so sad that he must face this. His blood test scores are very high, making it unlikely for him to outgrow this allergy. We are hopeful for a treatment--if not a cure--but until then, we must be extremely vigilant.

That's all for now. For more information, see my earlier posts Facts about Peanut Allergies and I Am Not an Attention-Seeking Psycho!

For a liitle food allergy humor (yes, there is some!) see this post at Gravity of Motion and a classic moment from last year at our house.

Don't forget our Twitter Party this Friday!

Finally, a big THANK YOU from all of us to everyone who has asked us about safe food for Ryan, has taken the time to comment or link to my blog posts about peanut allergies, who has made alternate menu plans because of Ryan's presence at an event, who has referred others to me so they can learn about this condition. It really means a lot that so many people--some I've never met!--care enough to help keep Ryan safe and educate themselves and others. Truly.

Monday, May 11, 2009

Not the Last Time

We just returned from running a few errands. We stopped into Best Buy briefly, because I lost my mind I just discovered that a children's animated history series, called Liberty's Kids, is finally out on DVD. The complete series, I mean: there have been DVDs with select episodes out for a while. I've been holding out for the whole shebang. Brendan and I watched it when Ryan was a baby and I remember just loving it. It's about two kids who live in Colonial times and have adventures in and around the American Revolution, meeting and helping key players like Ben Franklin and George Washington. I'll let you know if it's as good as we remember. Sadly, Best Buy doesn't carry it in the store, so I'll have order it online.

Anyway, as we were wandering the aisles at BB, enjoying the fact that for once the place was not jampacked with people and loud as a jet engine (must be a weekday thing), two strange things happened. First, a BB peopleguy came up and asked us if we needed help. Very shocking, as of course you're aware, getting peopleguys to assist you at BB is usually impossible. Again, must be a weekday thing.

The second strange thing was the question the guy asked the children: "Hey, shouldn't you be in school?"

This is the first time anyone has asked us about school since Ryan has been "officially" homeschooling.

I was a little surprised for a second, because I couldn't figure out why someone would ask us that. And then I recalled that it's Monday, Ryan is obviously school-aged (and many people would assume Morgan ought to be in school), and here we were, wandering down the movie aisles at Best Buy.

"Oh, we homeschool." I said.

Eyebrows. "Oh! Well, that's nice."

So then I asked him about Liberty's Kids, understanding that one ought to take advantage of the presence and attention of any Best Buy peopleguy--for they often disappear and never return--and he said, "Oh, that's educational, right?" As if suddenly he "understood" why we were there--then, big smile and super helpfulness. Because it's okay for us to be in Best Buy if we're looking for educational movies, isn't it?

All of this happened within 30 seconds. As he wandered off in search of his inventory computer, I had a moment to feel a bit...I don't know...slightly miffed, I guess. Not really irritated, because I understand that children-not-at-school-in-the-daylight-hours is still a new idea for most people. But a little bit irked that I would have to explain to anyone why my kids aren't in school. What if they had had doctor's appointments or some other perfectly excusable reason to be out of school? Why do grownups need to question children as to their present school status?

It was a little weird. And I know it's not the last time--I can only imagine we'll be getting more of these kinds of questions, particularly as Ryan gets taller!