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Showing posts with label Parent. Show all posts

3 Feb 2012

School Begins

I was going to do a post on my babies first day at school but I couldn't as I was an emotional wreck! Maybe later... or not...

She is growing up so quickly

I have grown since then too
Needless to say, everyone was crying. Enjoy being with your children as it doesn't seem to last long.
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8 Aug 2011

Enjoy The Silence

Playing games is essential for your child in learning how to interact with others. It teaches them that it's not all about winning but rather how you can have fun learning and playing. This is one of the lessons I am trying to teach my little John McEnroe.

I call my competitor that name because it seems winning is what it's all about! Well my friends I have served an Ace!

You see there is a Game that has been devised by "moi" (and probably by many parents) that I am quite thrilled about. I can honestly say that, in this particular Game my young contestant is encouraged to win every time and at any cost.

This Game was invented for the joy it brings. Really though it was inspired for the sole purpose that I may keep what little sanity I have left whilst in the process of driving miss Daisy in the rather beat up old jalopy.


Can you guess what this marvellous Game is? I won't keep you in suspense as I know you are screaming to know. Well my tortured chauffeurs of little ones or those who have to sit beside/ drive around people who have the inability of closing their windpipes...

The Game is called Silence! Yes I know, brilliantly original you say.


The rules are quite complex so pay attention! They are as follows...

1. The driver or the one being tortured with non stop garble, screaming or incomprehensible chatter announces that an exciting Game is about to commence.
2. You tell your unruly passenger/s that the person who can be Quiet the longest Wins!
3. Then my fellow transporters, sit back and enjoy the ride!

Silence is really only a Game Away. And my small muted one wins every time... go figure?

Enjoy The Silence



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26 Jul 2011

Holding Hands


What is it with hands? What is it all about when someones hand is in your own it's all good but when that someone happens to be your child it is different? Why is it when that little hand is clutching mine I turn to jelly? Why is it when my daughters palm is against mine I feel such Love, such Hope, such Despair, such Devotion, such Joy, such Security, such Insecurity, such Fear? Why do I silently cry when those fingers are intertwined with mine?

I feel so much Love and Joy at being the Protector, the Nurturer, the Father clasping that hand. I feel I can Influence, Guide and Teach by being a Library of Knowledge. The Library of Ancient Alexandria!

Then why do I feel so Scared or so Sad?

Is it because I have lived and gone through all the shit in life I have been through to be where I am now? Am I just too sensitive or am I just insecure? I don't know!

As all I see is a small hand holding mine and when I feel it grasping mine with such Love and security I just break.

Can someone tell me..... I just don't get it!

What is it about Holding Hands?


"I fear everyday with such Love or is it I Love everyday with such Fear?" Alejandro
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24 Mar 2011

Jorie Pacli on Raising Amelie

A very special fellow blogger who tends to travel quite a bit has decided to make a quick stop-over here on my little island.. Yes Jorie Pacli from The Long & Winding Road has landed here on my Principality and has sent a lovely Post Card.. I thank you so much Jorie!

He - The Dad

He gives her hugs and kisses
He makes her morning toast
He cares for his only daughter
That's why I created this post.

French toast fluff and nutella sammich

His words are seldom spoken
His wants are very few
His desires may be unspoken
But Amelie loves him so


He is his daughter's protector,
His teddy bear or two.
His biggest fear is losing his baby
Seeing her on her wedding, so
He gives her cuddles and kisses
A dozen of roses too.
But Amelie's only wish among wishes
Is to play the Star Wars pieces with you.

Star Wars Chess Set (Empire)

Before Amelie changes her mind and bramble
Let me play "Yellow" by Coldplay that I stumble
This one is for Amelie and his daddy
Who enjoys each other's company.





Gracias Jorie you are a special friend... now go check her out! She Hot! HERE!!!!

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28 Feb 2011

Serious in the USA

I forgot to mention a week back I did a post for Ron's If I had A Blog.  Yes Ron wanted or was it needed a help in serious parenting issues. So I obliged....

Go visit his Blog regardless as it's awesome funny. Can they be put together? oh hell just go by clicking picture and have a roll!!!!!!!!!!!


Toilet paper

cheers A
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22 Feb 2011

What is Father?


According to the all knowing, never wrong or really the lazy mans encyclopaedia.


Wikipedia!

Father...


'The father is often seen as an authority figure. A common observation among scholars is that the authority of the father and of the political leader are closely intertwined, that there is a symbolic identification between domestic authority and national political leadership. In this sense, links have been shown between the concepts of "patriarchal", "paternalistic", "cult of personality", "fascist", "totalitarian", "imperial".'

Where do I sit on the political fence?

'The fundamental common grounds between domestic and national authority, are the mechanisms of naming (exercise the authority in someone's name) and identification. In a patriarchal society, authority typically uses such rhetoric of fatherhood and family to implement their rule and advocate its legitimacy.'

What is my name?

In the Roman and aristocratic patriarchal family, "the husband and the father had a measure of political authority and served as intermediary between the household and the polity. In Western culture patriarchy and authority have been synonymous.

Back to politics!

According to the anthropologist Maurice Godelier, the parental role assumed by human males is a critical difference between human society and that of humans' closest biological relatives - chimpanzees and bonobos - who appear to be unaware of their "father" connection.

Cool! So I am human!

So what is my take on 'Father'?

Buggered if I know! That's why I read this crap!

So where do your loyalties lie?  Are you a monkey or an ape?


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6 Feb 2011

I don't like school

The day had arrived where my young academic was attending her first day of three year old kindy. Everything was at it should be. Bags packed, lunch prepared, water bottle and uniform shirt purchased.

Once there.... All children and parents were given name tags (great) as I surely wanted to make idle chatter and find new friends (not). The good thing about this however, was now I was able to tell off any other kid by their correct title.

Ok, so with name badge on both our persons (mine upside down) we headed into our first activity of the longest two hours of my life. This activity was quite straightforward. All children sit on the mat and listen to a story then sing a song and have a little dance, parents join in too. Not so difficult.


Logo of REBEL

Except my 'rebel without any reason' (so I thought) had taken exception to this and decided to stand, arms folded staring straight at the teacher!

Teacher, "Sit down Amili, emily, Am...ly, Emma?!"

Not a movement.

Teacher, "The parents of Emily, Am...el, Emilia?... this girl. Can you get her to sit down or take her off the mat."

Being the brave type I am, I nudged or should I say thrust my now embarrassed partner to deal with it as I quickly pocketed my name tag.

After this incident of defiance things were quite normal with paintings, cuttings, gluing and lego. Playtime was as I thought it would be like, with the boys running around pushing any unexpected child of mine over. Children playing in the sandpit tossing sand into my child's face.  More boys pushing my child down the slide as she was obviously taking too long. That last one did make her cry.

"Are you ok?", I ask.
"That boy hurt my feelings." I hear through the sobbing.
"That's ok, he has to deal with his stupidity for the rest of his life."

When it came time for the class to finish I was absolutely exhausted. Yet I did have to ask Amelie in front of the teacher as we were leaving as to what was the cause for her insurrection earlier? I was then told that all she wanted was a hug from the teacher.
"Why?" I ask.
"Because the teacher gave that boy a hug. You know the one who was having tantrums."

You think being in some ways human she would of made an effort and just given a small hug or even a pat. But no. Just an,"ok."

Nice one you rigid governessy! You 'aint no Mary Poppins. Have a Heart!


And yes I'll see you next week.
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22 Dec 2010

Sarah-Jane on Raising Amelie

Guest Post by Sarah-Jane of almostthere.biz (click)

A remarkable woman who unlike me has worked a full time job and brought up a wonderful child by the name of Samuel (click). I never expected such a gift and am humbled at Sarah-Janes Talent.

Cheers and here it is....


Through my travels in the blogosphere, I stumbled across something so very dear.
Something that rang bells within my heart and made it so difficult for me to depart.

A little girl with beautiful eyes and short brown hair, the epitome of cuteness in a face so fair.
The tales and adventures from someone so small have captured my heart in no time at all.

A special journey about a child who keeps her Dad young, not just about the games they play and the songs they’ve sung.
I laugh when he says he doesn’t have a clue and if you start reading you’ll see this is not very true.

I see from afar through my own eyes, unconditional love with no fancy ties.
I love the stories as they unfold and the special bond that they clearly hold.

The love, the laughter, the times that they share, there isn’t anything that will ever compare.
I read about compassion and sharing, the highs and the lows and things that only a parent would know.

I read about a little girl with her mind at three, who reminds me a little, of a girl once like me.
Someone who knows her own thoughts and her ways and with the love of her father will not get lost and stray.

The stories are stunning, quirky and cool, and Amelie is definitely nobody’s fool.
Through Raising Amelie and the eyes of this parent, you get the wonders and sights that we often forget.

Time is getting short and I must go but I leave you with one last thing you should know.
Don’t take my word for it, not just from me, delve right in and you will see.

There’s so much more here than meets the eye, I will leave you to read but I must sadly say goodbye.


Thank you from the bottom of my heart! Sarah-Jane
Everything you have written and have done in your life should be seen by everyone and I wish they do!

Sarah-Jane and Samuel
 Peace to all!

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29 Oct 2010

To Smack or Not To Smack?

Being an authority figure/ a Parent means you are trusted and respected, not feared. As with most rulers that base their authority on fear by beating those that don't conform never last and usually are faced with Revolution..

A child's memories of being smacked can linger longer in their memories than happier times when growing up. We are all more likely to recall traumatic experiences than joyful ones. Think back to your childhood and see what stands out?


For me I grew up in a loving home, there was a lot of loud arguments, being that we are South American and even though I know it was a loving home I still recall the belt being taken off my fathers pants and me running to my room in total fear or the occasional platform shoe being thrown in my general direction. (Thank goodness the 70's are over)

There was one occasion when I have smacked and it was the last time. I actually found in this situation Amelie asking me for a hug as if to ask for forgiveness. She had obviously felt the smack, inside as well as out, and that lasted longer than the hug we had afterwards. That was the hardest thing I've had to see with tears running down her face, arms outstretched. I couldn't bare the pain it caused not only for her but for myself. I felt my heart being wrenched out of me. I felt a bond that was there being torn apart. It was then I decided there has to be a better way, it was then with tears now coming down my cheeks that I didn't want to lose something so special, something that we may never have again.

I decided not to smack again because I asked a question of myself…
Did I smack to punish my child, or to vent my anger?

I wasn't giving my inquisitive child a smack because she was behaving like a tyrant, but rather I felt I was being put-out or inconvenienced. I've read that… ('Parents who are programmed to punish set themselves up for punishing harder, mainly because they have not learned alternatives and click immediately into the punishment mode when their child misbehaves.')   I agree because if you go down this path, where does it end? Or more importantly, what does it lead to?

So how do you prevent yourself from smacking just from impulse?
    ⁃    I think the best way is to first repeat to yourself or rather instil in your subconscious that you won't smack.
    ⁃    That you will still discipline.
    ⁃    And to find an alternative to a smack.

I have found out since doing this that a stern but respectful word is more powerful in accomplishing what you want than a compulsive smack. I found that spending a lot of time with my girl doesn't give her the opportunity to get bored and thereby find other ways to get my attention by misbehaving. I found that a child just needs to have fun. I found that by letting my little helper assist in the work around the house she feels older but most importantly I let Amelie be a child.

So does Smacking show that it's all right for you to vent your anger or right a wrong?

Well I don't think so but others may differ. My reasoning is that Smacking really only tells your child that it's all right for people to hit people, and for big people to hit little people, and stronger people to hit weaker ones. Children then learn the only way to resolve a dispute or problem is to lash-out! As one study finds… ('a child whose behaviour is controlled by spanking is likely to carry on this mode of interaction into other relationships with siblings and peers, and eventually a spouse and offspring.')

I'd like to know from others their opinion on this matter, To Smack or Not To Smack That is the Question?

Side Note: One thing I have a big intolerance towards is the smacking of the hands. The hands of a tiny toddler or even slightly older child are a part of their curiosity, a tool used for exploring. By hitting these little hands you are reducing the child's want in searching their environment. Scaring them into not wanting to know more about their surroundings, new, fascinating, albeit in some cases dangerous things but with a simple gentle moving of the hand away and explaining the danger is far more an acceptable form of nurturing. Who is really to blame if the child is not being supervised appropriately?

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1 Dec 2009

play doh!


A Master Chef is one who can create Play-Doh. I did it ! 4 Hats.
Here's a video
on how to...

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