Tuesday, 15 April 2014

Feeling The Ground Under Your Feet

This is a picture of my feet: Not of the children, not of some great epiphany, just my feet standing on a woodland floor.

On Sunday we went up the coast to a Wild Child Day. There were a lot of activities aimed at helping the children explore nature but importantly there were also some activities for the adults as well.

As another mama commented: You spend so much time giving children your enriching experiences, something you forget to have them yourselves.

So here I am, barefoot, learning to use my senses better by playing blindfold games, building fires and cooking damper on sticks, baby asleep on my front, children running round collecting hazelnuts.

Just .... being.


How do you take time for yourself as a parent? I'd love to hear your ideas.

Thursday, 10 April 2014

Even Imaginary Animals Have Rules

Last night I was parenting solo and had given the children some time in front of the idiot box while I cleaned the kitchen.

Alfie came bounding in, fist held aloft with the words
“A fist?”
 “No mama, A FISH!! And he’s going to ESCAPE!! QUICK!! TAKE HIM

So what’s a mama to do except reach over and take the imaginary escaping fish in my hands?
“Shall I put him in a drawer?”
 “NO!! He’ll escape!!”
“Shall I put him in the fridge?”
 “NO!! He’ll get cold!!”
“I’ll put him in the sink! PHEW!! That was close!”
 “Mama  ... There’s no water in there”
“To be fair Alfie, there’s no fish in there either”


Do your children have rules to their imaginary animals? Do they HAVE imaginary animals?!? Tell me I'm not alone!! 

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