Christmas with a toddler… Part 2

At the age of 3 and a half, he gets what Christmas is. It was a blast. He loved the Christmas story, was fantastic at church, and you couldn’t stop him from helping everyone open their gifts. Every “white elephant” exchange, he was in the middle of. Every present, he had to have a hand in. As annoying as some of it was, it was so much fun.

Then there were the secrets. Some children are great at keeping sectets. Ours, not so much. I took him with me to get my wife’s present, a new necklace. I always go to Kay Jewelers. They sell stuffed animals to support St. Jude Children’s Hospital, so he got a new “stuffy”. This was my ploy. Get him a new stuffy and he won’t talk about mom’s gift. When we got home I told him to hide his new stuffy so mom wouldn’t see, knowing full well he wouldn’t keep that secret. Mom got home, “you see my new stuffy?” I tried to deflect with a “new” stuffy he brought out his bedroom. He proceeded with “no, behind the tree, my new stuffy!” Dad fail. But, no mention of the necklace. Winning!

Christmas Eve we pick him up from my parent’s house to go to my wife’s family’s Christmas. He sees mom and the first question he asks “why you no wear your new necklace?” Me, face in palm, ugh. Can’t take that child anywhere.

We get to my in law’s house, “grandma, you like your new wine opener?” Face in palm again. Buddy, come on, we’re not even in the house yet.

Then there were everyone else’s presents. “Me help you open?” And again, “me help you open?” Everyone was nice and let him help. But, how annoying? And this is my kid! I just want to open my presents by myself. Is it so hard to listen.

Yes. Yes it is too hard to listen. Every… single… present.

What a fun Christmas. I hope you were able to enjoy yours as we were ours.

Merry Cristmas and Happy New Year!

3rd Grade, so what?

When my wife and I found out we were going to be parents the first thing we bought was a B.O.B. running stroller.  We’re both runners and wanted the best equipment to run with our child in.  Then we purchased all the large furniture items for the new baby’s room and any other very specific items we wanted.  Everything else went on the baby registry for the baby shower.  Do you know what we didn’t purchase any of before the baby was born?  Books.  Thankfully, my wife is awesome and understands the importance of reading early in a child’s life and asked that everyone attending the baby shower bring their favorite children’s book for the new baby.  Now I knew why we didn’t buy any books.  The baby wasn’t born yet, so why did we need all those books so soon?  It turns out reading to your child in the womb is beneficial to their development.  I guess I’m a bit uneducated when it comes to a child’s brain development.  Again, I’m glad my wife has this knowledge.  So, for a month (maybe longer) before the baby was born I read a book or two to him every night.  He actually heard me reading!  My wife shared that he would kick and move in various ways when I read books to him.  How amazing is that?!  After Layton was born we have continued to place an emphasis on reading.  We read many times a day with him and have a great bedtime routine with some specific books for him.

This is not funny or encouraged, just interesting, but when he’s been naughty and gets a timeout, he’ll occasionally pull/throw all his books off the shelves; however, after they’re all off and he’s calmed down for a few seconds he’ll pick up a book and start paging through it.  Not the intention of a timeout, but I’ll take it.  (we could discuss the appropriate location for a timeout until we’re blue in the face, so I won’t go there)

Now you’re probably thinking “good for you, you read to your child, who cares”.

Who cares?  Everyone in our community should care.  Everyone who is going to rely on his generation to be the next leaders should care.  I was at the United Way of the Fox Cities’ community campaign kickoff today.  They shared that over half of the third graders in our community aren’t reading at grade level.  That’s a problem.  A couple years back when I asked why my wife was asking for books at the baby shower, she explained the importance of reading to our child as early as possible and continuing to do so throughout his life.  One prominent educational transition she pointed out was that third grade is when students transition from learning to read to reading to learn.  Simply put, if my child isn’t reading at the third grade level in third grade he is behind the 8-ball for the remainder of his educational years with very little opportunity to catch up.  How can he learn whatever the curriculum is if he is still learning how to read it?

If you have young children I encourage you to read to them as often as you can.  If you have older children encourage them to read to others.  Consider giving a book to the neighbor kid that might not have access to books.  If you have grandchildren, nieces, nephews, whoever, encourage them to read or their parents to read to them.  Support early childhood literacy in your communities, it’s one of the greatest things we can do for our children and our future.  This might sound a little preachy and I’m not educated in the science behind why reading is important for a child’s development so I’m not officially qualified to talk about it; but, I can tell you that I already see that my son is benefiting from all the reading we have done with him in his two and a half years of life.

One other great benefit that I get from reading with him is the time I get to spend with him.  It’s just another opportunity for me to be with him.  And, I get to read a lot of fun books that it might be strange to see an adult reading without a child present in their life.  I would probably do a double take if I saw a middle-aged guy reading the Belly Button Book alone in a coffee shop.

The Bedtime Struggle

Every night at bedtime we go through a struggle. It’s pretty normal for a two and a half year old to not want to go to bed. There’s so much to do and explore. The struggle isn’t with Layton though. Don’t get me wrong, that’s a real struggle every night.

The struggle I have to deal with is internal. I realize that one day I’m not going to get to read him books at bedtime, rock him to sleep, “fly” him around the yard, or do any of the other incredibly fun stuff I get to do with him each evening. I want to keep doing all that stuff as much as he does, probably more, because I know there will come a time when he won’t want to. But, bedtime needs to happen, for both of us. So I do the routine and put him to bed and think while reading to him “I hope this isn’t the last time”. Fortunately I think we have a ways to go yet, but I truly do my best to cherish that time. As Brad Paisley sang, “there’s a last time for everything”.