The World Is Larger When You’re A Kid

Never lose your inner child, I thought, as I took T 30 years down memory lane. Last Saturday morning, I took T on a nostalgia visit to my elementary school playground. I was a bit over a year older than T is now when I last played there 31 years ago. It was the firstContinue reading “The World Is Larger When You’re A Kid”

Having Fun With Puppetry and Video

T and I spent this rainy Sunday being silly and creative with filmmaking. T and I made up what we were doing along the way – and it was more fun this way! We put chairs together and draped our brown blanket – usually used for building forts – over them and it became aContinue reading “Having Fun With Puppetry and Video”

“You Need to Be Proud of Yourself Too!”

Every Friday morning, I sit with T for virtual art class before lunch and it’s been quite calming! Four weeks of virtual learning hell is behind us and it has been so so hard. Much of the school day is punctuated with meltdowns and battles. But we find a way to get to the end,Continue reading ““You Need to Be Proud of Yourself Too!””

Sunday Blast Off To Space!

Pandemic lockdown has restricted travel, but T’s imagination rocketed us to outer space on a quiet Sunday. All I wanted to do on this afternoon was nap – I feel so exhausted – but T’s endless energy needed an outlet and I always feel guilty about plopping him in front of the tablet all day.Continue reading “Sunday Blast Off To Space!”

The Magic of a Child’s Imagination

One of the enjoyable things as a parent is to see a child’s growth. I remember those proud milestones that felt like they would never come: first steps, first words, first time peeing in the potty. Lately, I enjoy seeing T’s play skills and imagination grow. Today, the hubby gave me a blue moon giftContinue reading “The Magic of a Child’s Imagination”

Building Forts and Burning Our Hyperactive Boy’s Endless Energy

“If you build it, he will come.” – Shoeless Joe Jackson On the first morning of the new decade, our four-year-old entered our room bright and early. I pretended to play dead and hoped he’d go to the hubby. No luck. “Papa, I want you to play in the fort with me,” he said. IContinue reading “Building Forts and Burning Our Hyperactive Boy’s Endless Energy”