Toddler Clinginess

It drives parents mad.

You are trying to make supper – listen to the news….have a little glass of wine…..throw the veggies in the skillet….listen to them sizzle….smell the aromas….mmm…..



And you have a toddler clinging to your leg, screaming and crying, making every step nearly impossible. (Or, in my case, you have a screaming toddler clinging to each leg…)

Or you sneak out of the living room because you can’t hold it any longer. You really gotta go. You are in the bathroom, using the facility, having an actual moment to yourself to finish a thought (heaven!) and then he comes in screaming and wailing because he lost sight of you.

Sound familiar?

Toddler clinginess is, unfortunately, normal. If your toddler is showing signs of clinginess – wandering through the house looking for you every time you leave the room, or crying when you drop her off at daycare – congratulations! Your child’s emotional development is right on track. In these most stressful of times, it is helpful to remember that you want your child to be a little bit clingy. You don’t want your child to show absolutely no fear and go toddling off on his own without a second thought to the dangers that might be. A (small) dose of clinginess definitely serves a purpose.

Ugh, fine, you say. But why? Why does my sweet little sugar cry and beg me to pick him up every single time we walk anywhere? He knows how to walk. He loves to walk. Why can’t he walk from the car to Grandma’s house?

Your child was literally a part of you while he was growing in your womb. After birth, babies are still very attached to their mothers. As your baby grows and develops and learns to do things on his own, he slowly discovers that he is not just an extension of his mama….he is not another one of your arms or legs, and you are not just an extension of him. He is learning that he is a separate being from you. Independent.

That can be exhilarating for him. Pure bliss as he learns to run, jump, climb and just be. He absolutely loves it.

But it can also be incredibly scary for him. It’s a big wide world, and he just ran away from his security (you) with pure joy and abandonment. What does he do after he realizes what he just did? Run back to you screaming and crying, begging you to pick him up. So you kiss away his tears, love him up a bit, and reassure him that what he just did was amazing.

As toddlers and preschoolers grow and explore, their emotional development goes in to overdrive. Their brain is growing and developing as well, taking in more, grasping more, understanding more, imagining more. Things they never even noticed before are suddenly scary, such as strangers. When your toddler was younger, she may not have noticed the difference in a stranger’s face and someone she knew, so she didn’t cry when Auntie, whom she just met for the very first time, picked her up. Now she cries when Grandma, who she just saw two weeks ago, wants to hold her. Or, things she never used to be afraid of are suddenly scary. Big dogs. Cute little kitties. Funny rubbery, spikey balls. Enclosed spaces, such as garages, barns or high school gymnasiums. Loud noises. Four wheelers, snowmobiles, dirt bikes. Her brain is so very busy sorting all of this out. What’s safe, what’s not, what’s scary. What’s fun, what’s not. It’s exhausting for both of you.

During this time, your child will run to you for security any time he is overwhelmed, over stimulated, scared, unsure of himself, or just down right tired. So, he will run to you a lot. And cling to you. And it will always be at the most inopportune time.

So what can we do, as parents and care givers? Take a deep breath, especially if you feel yourself becoming frustrated. Remember that your baby is there for love and reassurance. Hug him, kiss him, pick him up. Talk to him, tell him he is fine. Show him you are happy to see him.

If you are doing something that can be put aside, put it aside and give your child some attention. Engage him in play. Show him that he is important to you, that his needs and feelings are real. Validate what he is going through, don’t belittle it and shame him. Don’t yell or speak harshly. Remember that he is doing exactly what he should be at this age – this clinginess serves a purpose.

The art of distraction is absolutely amazing. If you can’t sit and play with him right now, draw his attention to something else and help him to forget that he was worried in the first place. Engage him in something engrossing, something he doesn’t normally get to play with, such as coloring or play dough, or the pots and pans in the cupboard, so that you can return to what you were doing. If you can hold him while you work, then do that, and let him see what you are so busy with in the first place. Chances are, he will get bored and wander away on his own.

There are some cases when clinginess is a bit extreme. It’s good to note the difference between normal clinginess and something more going on. Your child may be excessively clingy if the clinginess lasts, day in and day out, for quite some time. Note if there are any other behavioral patterns that changed when the clinginess became excessive. Did her sleeping patterns change? Eating patterns? Did she used to play by herself and now she doesn’t? Does she cry when she goes to daycare? Does she have any unexplained injuries or bruises? What about exposure to media? Is she watching inappropriate television shows? Listening to inappropriate music? There might be something more going on than normal childhood development. If you suspect something is not right, talk to your doctor.

If you have had a recent move, went back to work, had an addition to your family, a family loss, or any other such life changing event, these situations can also cause excessive clinginess. This is normal. This is how your toddler or preschooler works through the situation. She is feeling insecure, and rightfully so, so she clings to the most comforting, secure, consistent thing in her life – her mom. Be patient with her during this new situation. Reassure her, love her, comfort her, and above all, always make it painfully obvious that you value her and her needs.

Remember, clinginess in toddlers and preschoolers is absolutely normal. It is a necessary stage that they will go through, and it will pass quickly. It is good to keep this in mind during the most stressful moments. And it doesn’t last. It goes so fast. One moment your son will never let you put him down and the next he wants you to drop him off down the block and walk the rest of the way to school, because he doesn’t want to be seen with you. So enjoy these moments now. They definitely don’t last.


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A Momma SOS!

A typical day at our house goes like this:

Baby B will play nicely and be totally engrossed with whatever toy he is playing with.  The three-year old will  play nicely with him, but more often than not, he entices Baby B to play something entirely physical and teetering on dangerous, such as running around the “circle” linking the kitchen, dining room and living room, or jumping off of the bed and landing on pillows.  Baby A will sometimes join in.  Usually, though, he follows me around while I am trying to get house work done, just crying.

If all three of them are playing together, it is always something physical and led by the three-year-old.  It is never a nice, quiet activity.  The three-year-old almost always ends up hurting someone, and it is almost always Baby A.  And it almost always is on purpose.

Even if I play with them, it usually ends in the three-year old and Baby A climbing all over me and fighting for my attention.  Baby A almost always gets hurt.  By the three-year-old.  Baby B still sits and plays quietly.  Usually.

Then the three-year-old started preschool.  And I noticed something.  If you take him out of the picture, Baby A and Baby B play quietly  together – nice, normal activities – all day. Baby A does not follow me around the house.  He is not clingy and crying at all.  He does not, in short, drive me nuts.  🙂  He is quite enjoyable.  And totally adorable.

Enter three-year-old after school, and the whole house is chaos again.

My older boys tell me that they are all three amazing when they babysit.  They tell me they play well together when I am not home.  And Baby A is not clingy.  And he doesn’t spend the whole day crying.

Come to think of it, when I am doing the dishes, my husband has to take the twins in to their bedroom or down stairs just so I can get the dishes done.  It doesn’t matter if he is sitting and playing nicely with the twins.  Baby B will sit and play.  Baby A will run in to the kitchen, scream and  holler, and literally hang on my leg.

Could it be sibling rivalry for momma’s attention?  Separation Anxiety?  I don’t think it is separation anxiety.  I have never had a child so social, so unafraid to go with total strangers.  Baby A will go to anyone.  He will ask strangers to pick him up.  And he will tell me good-bye.  So he’s not necessarily afraid to leave me.  Baby B cries more when I leave than Baby A.

Which makes me think it has to be rivalry for mom’s attention; particularly between the three-year-old and Baby A.

I’ve been doing some research but haven’t found anything that really grabs at me yet.  Although, in an article “Coping With a Clingy Toddler“, Baby A did show three of the four signs of a clingy toddler listed:

  • Holding on to you even when you leave him just to use the bathroom (although now he has graduated to just following me in there, sometimes asking to be held while I am using the facilities….)
  • Cries and throws tantrums that he should be carried along
  • Experiences sleep difficulties
  • Constantly searching for you around the house (I do move from room to room pretty quickly when I am getting stuff done….)

The only one he doesn’t exhibit is:

  • Becomes cranky and shy when other people are around.

As I stated before, he is quite the opposite – he loves people.


So far I haven’t found much on the unique combination of one year old twins and a three-year-old.  I’d be very interested in hearing from my readers.  What do you think?  Sibling Rivalry?  Separation anxiety?  A weird little combination of both?  Just general crabbiness from teething?  Something else entirely?  What am I missing?  Because the stress level caused by this, amongst all eight of us,  is quite intense.  It’d be nice to “nip it in the butt”! 😉


Leave me a comment and let me know what you think it might be, or some strategies that I could try.  I’d really appreciate it!

Oh, and by the way, if your comment doesn’t immediately appear after you leave it, don’t worry.  I have to go in and “approve” all comments before they appear – I think it is some kind of a spam thing.  😉

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The Hero of My Story

I am working on a few things, a few goals, for 2016, outside of my role as a momma.  I think it is important for every mom to have something her own, something outside of her family and children.  So I have set some personal goals for myself.

And to reach these goals, I have had to do A LOT of research.  I’m a busy momma.  I don’t have time to research or learn anything new.  Until I discovered podcasts.  And now, I am addicted to podcasts.  I subscribe to a few, and I listen to them whenever I am in a vehicle alone, which doesn’t happen all that much.  But also when I am folding laundry.  I fold clothes every day after the twins go down for their nap.  I usually have a good half hour of clothes folding to get done, so I listen to a podcast while I fold.  I have come to crave “clothes folding time”!  Funny, how we can train ourselves.  I used to hate taking the time to fold clothes.  Now it is one of my favorite times of the day!

But I digress

I recently discovered The Five AM Miracle, hosted by Jeff Sanders.  I am hooked.  I have since subscribed to him, and can’t wait to hear the rest of his shows.  I will also get his book, eventually.  I have a few other things I am in the process of reading right now, and it takes me FOREVER to get something read.  But I am so excited about his message that I just had to share it!

I think I was listening to Your New Plan for 2016, but I can’t be sure, because my phone deletes the episodes after I listened to them.  And in that episode, Jeff asks us, “Who is the Hero of Your Story?”  What action are you taking, right now, that assures you are acting as the hero in your own story?  What does that hero look like?  What can you do, today, that turns you in to the person you want to be, the hero of your own story?

Wow.  Powerful stuff!  My hero, in my story, is a mom who loves and serves her family and children above all else. She does so with amazing grace and self-sacrificing.  She never complains.  She lives each day with joy and love, embracing her children and her husband and all that they are.  She spends her days making their days better for them.

That is the hero of my story.  I think right now, I play the role of villain.  🙂  I spend my days trying very hard to be that wonderful image of an award-winning momma, but I usually end up giving up by the days’ end.  It’s exhausting!  The constant crying, fighting, and complaining.  The yelling and screaming.  My house is loud!  And it wears a person out.

I’ll start out the day full of joy, love and patience.  I’ll play, be goofy, and lift every one’s moods.  I’ll end it by barking orders and snapping everyone in to shape!  A bit of a drill sargent comes out in me at the end of the day.  And HE does not belong in my story!

So what do I do to take action, to be the hero of my story?  I think, in each and every situation, I have to take a step back and ask, “What would my hero do right now?”  And then do it!  No easy feat, because I can get so involved emotionally in what is going on.  And to step back and take an objective look at what is going on, you need to let go of the emotions.  It’s also hard, to give that task to part of your mind, while the rest of you is still orchestrating the situation, living right in the moment.

So, if I have a baby hanging to each leg, sitting on each foot, screaming and crying at the tops of their lungs, with their brother standing right next to me, trying to tell me a story, while I’m trying to brown hamburger, what should I do, if I were the perfect person I wanted to be? Well, in my story, ideally, that would not be happening in the first place!  If I could write my own story, I would be quietly browning hamburger, watching the news, and serenely sipping a glass of wine.  🙂  My boys would be quietly driving cars in the living room.

But….since we can only operate the main character, the hero, in our story, and not the scene taking place or the other characters, then I guess I’d have to take a step back and look at the situation without my emotions being involved.  For starters, it is not safe to have three small children standing right by the stove.  The greese could splatter on them, or one of them could reach up and pull the frying pan right off of the stove.  Or touch the hot burner.  There are all kinds of reasons, other than my sanity, that they should not be in the kitchen with me while I am cooking.

So what are my options?  I could lock them up in their high chairs.  I could  call a family member to take them outside of the kitchen to play.  I could try to entice them to play by themselves in another room.  I could scream and holler and throw a temper tantrum myself.  But what would the hero in my story do?  Well, she would use this as a teachable moment, of course!  Even though it takes more time and patience, she would repeatedly take them back in to the living room, telling them why they need to stay there, and how dangerous it is, or whatever, until they learned to stay there on their own. That is heroic!  🙂

How are you going to take action to be the hero in your own story?  It doesn’t have to involve children.  It can be any every day situation that you face, that you know you handle with less grace than you should.  How would the perfect you handle that situation?  What can you do to take that same action?  Let me know – leave a comment, sharing how you are going to be a hero in your own story!

And check out the Five AM Miracle.  It’s inspiring!

A Nifty Little Tip for Your Kids’ Toys

I tried posting this on my Face Book page, but it really didn’t work.  I wonder if the post was too long?  So I apologize, this post will be too short on Making Mommas.  It probably really belongs on Face Book.  But I think it is a good tip, and worth posting, regardless.  🙂

So, A nifty little tip regarding your kids’ toys:  Rotate them!!

My kids have a lot of toys.  The twins have inherited a lot of their older brothers’ toys – some of them are dang near 17 years old now!  And, they continue to get their own, new toys as well.  So what is a mom to do with all of these toys?

Well, we naturally purged them when we moved.  We cleaned out all of the toys, and got rid of a lot.  Trashed them.  I didn’t have time to bring them anywhere or to put on a garage sale.  We don’t miss them.

But for those we kept, I rotate them.  I have some of them stashed under the stairs, to pull out occasionally when we need some new inspiration.  I have a closet and toy box downstairs full of toys.  I have a basket in the living room upstairs, full of toys.  And the twins have a basket in their bedroom full of toys.  The three year old has only a select few in his bedroom simply because he shares a bedroom with his 11-year-old brother, who really doesn’t appreciate having that many toys hanging around.

I often will bring some selected toys from the toy box downstairs to the basket in the living room upstairs. I then will move some of the toys in the basket in the living room in to the basket in the twins’ bedroom. And then I will move some of those toys out of the bedroom and back down to the toy box. I do this for big items as well, such as the kitchen and the Lego table. It’s amazing what a new setting, i.e., new room in the house, can do to an old toy!

How do I know when it’s time to rotate? When I get tired of cleaning up the same toys again and again! I was sick and tired of cleaning up the Duplex Blocks for the umpteenth time today. So rotate we did! It’s also a good time to rotate when you need something to capture your kids’ interest for a bit longer than usual. Some “new” toys can do the trick. Maybe rotate when you need to get some Christmas preparation finished up! 😉

And with Christmas around the corner, it’s a good time to go through all of the toys as well. Clean them out! Tuck them away, chuck them away, or haul them away. Give them to the Salvation Army or The Boys’ Ranch, or bring them to a second-hand store.

Happy Cleaning!


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Shannon’s Holiday Traditions

Need some inspiration for Holiday Traditions?  Here’s a list of my family traditions.  Have fun!


  1. Potato Club Day – every fall, my mom, sister, brothers and I get together to make potato club. It is a Norwegian/Scandinavian dish and it is actually spelled “klubb”, but I never knew that until recently. 😉 I have been told you either absolutely love it or absolutely hate it. I LOVE it!! It is simply flour, potatoes, onions, salt and pepper, ground together and boiled. (LOL! I realize how awful it sounds!) Sometimes we would add ham, side pork or hot dogs.
  2. Lefse – every fall my mom, sister, aunts and cousins used to get together to make Lefse, also another Scandinavian dish. The Lefse would then be frozen and used during the holidays. I was never a part of this tradition because I always had little kids around, and there are too many hot grills to have children present. Now life has gotten so busy that they don’t do it anymore.  🙁  And I do not know how to make it.
  3. Christmas Tree Decorating – see the article Holiday Traditions for more on this. However, we used to go to the Wild Life Refuge and cut down our own tree. My boys loved that. But when I was offered a good deal on a fake one, I killed that tradition.
  4. Christmas Movies – we have to roll through the list! The Grinch Who Stole Christmas, National Lampoon’s Christmas Vacation, Charlie Brown, Rudolph, A Christmas Story, Elf, to name a few.
  5. Christmas Shopping – my husband I very rarely do anything just the two of us. So one weekend in December or November we go away for the weekend. We rent a hotel and we power shop. It sounds horrible but it really is fun. We get all of our shopping done, kid-free. We get meals out together, just the two of us. And when it is all done, we go back to the hotel room, have a few drinks, watch a movie together and wrap up the presents. It’s great!
  6. Christmas Light Sight-Seeing – this one has gone away for us.  🙁  I just don’t know how we’d fit everyone in the vehicle. But we used to grab some yummy snacks (or McDonald’s), load the kids up and let them roam around the vehicle unrestrained (oh the horror!). We often would put the back seat down and they’d “camp” out in the back and eat their snack. And we’d drive from town to town and look at the Christmas lights people would put up. We usually knew where all the good ones were. 😉 We’d listen to Christmas music and talk. It was great fun!
  7. Christmas Cookie Decorating – My mom, sister, and I, along with all the kids, get together and decorate sugar cookies. It gets quite competitive.
  8. Christmas Eve Day – This is always spent at my mother-in-law’s, and if there is snow (there usually is) then we would start the festivities off with sledding at the “big hill”. (We live in a very flat area – the “big hill” is a landfill/dump from ‘back in the day’ that is buried and no longer used!) We’d hit Midnight Mass, if they had it, but some years it has been earlier in the day. And of course, the day is filled with gifts, food and games.
  9. Christmas Day at Home – my Husband and I have claimed Christmas Day for ourselves. We have a large family, so it is fun to do so. I make a marvelous Christmas meal and we play all day. This year’s menu: Ham, Cheesy Hash Brown Potatoes, Broccoli Salad, Stuffing, Garlic Monkey Bread, Green Bean Casserole, Pumpkin Pie, Apple Pie and Pecan Pie. My boys created the menu. (I added the Garlic Monkey Bread.) We have Christmas goodies out on the table all day. And we literally just play. The day is dedicated to playing with our kids and all of their new toys. It is so much fun!
  10. The Dice Game – pretty much everyone has some version of this game. But, on my side of the family, we all buy a gift for the exchange. We put them in the middle of a circle and we pass around some dice; three, five, I’m not sure if it matters. If you roll doubles, you pick a gift and open it. If you don’t roll doubles then you don’t open anything. Play continues until everyone has picked a gift and opened it. Then you set the timer and continue play. This time if you roll doubles you have to exchange your gift with someone else. It is quite fun and very competitive! I can’t tell you how many blankets my 11-year-old has stolen from me over the years playing this game!
  11. 20 Questions – Another game we play on my side of the family. One person buys a gift and wraps it (the person who won the game last year). Then play goes around the circle with everyone asking a question about the gift. They can hold the gift, feel it, shake it, whatever. The questions have to be yes/no answers. If they choose to guess, and they guess wrong, they are out of the game. If they guess right, they get to unwrap it, keep it, and bring a new gift next year.
  12. White Elephant Gift – this is a new tradition, established on my husband’s side of the family. It is a version of the dice game (above) but you have a few options.  You can purchase a gift or bring something from home.  The only “rule” is that it can’t be useless, broken or a food item.  My husband’s family has an amazing sense of humor, however, and the presents are often hilarious!
  13. Cheese Cake – every Christmas, my mom makes two new cheesecakes. We spend the day playing board games, eating, having a delicious meal, and opening gifts. After all the gifts are opened, she brings out two new cheesecakes. We love this tradition, although my husband often wishes she’d bring back some of the old ones she has already made, because they are oh, so good!
  14. Weekend Get-Away – My mom started a new tradition. Rather than give us gifts, every 18 months she takes us somewhere. It ends up being every-other season, meaning it is during the winter one time, then the summer the next, then the winter again. We get together for three, four days, and all stay in a cabin or fancy hotel and just play. It is great!
  15. Hide the Pickle – my boss knows our love of traditions, so she started us on this one.  She gave us a Pickle Christmas Ornament.  On Christmas Morning, we hide it somewhere in the tree.  Whichever child finds it first gets to be the first one to open a present.

Holiday Traditions

Family traditions are important.  And fun.  But it’s hard, when you are newly married, to meld your family traditions with your husband’s.  My husband and I have been doing this for twenty years now, so we’ve got it down!

Not only did we have to find a way to meld our traditions together, but we had to do away with some 🙁 and add new ones.  It’s been trial and error over the years, but I think we have our Christmas traditions established now!

Why are traditions so important?  The same reason why everything else is so important – because it builds a relationship with your child.  It is a way to spend time together.

I get told so very many times, and so does my husband, that we are amazing parents.  That our boys are so very awesome.  (They are!) And that they wish there were more kids like our kids in this world.  That kids now-a-days……well, I’m sure you can complete that sentence for me.  It’s one reason why folks have told me I should write a blog.

My husband and I always laugh.  And we have spent some time musing over this.  Why are our kids so amazing?  Most of it, honestly, is their own doing.  It is their own personalities and character that makes them so wonderful.

And we have nothing to do with that – no control over that. Who knows how the youngest three will turn out?!? Will my husband and I still be such good parents if we have one wild child? One little renegade coming up to throw the whole thing off? Because, I think we do! And oddly enough, he is the youngest of all the boys, the youngest twin.

We did, in all of our musings, though, decide that we do stand out from other parents in one simple way. There is one thing we do that we don’t see very many other parents doing.

We make our children the center of our world.

Sound daunting? Well, it’s not. It’s very easy to do. We simply make sure we have their best interest in mind with every decision we make. Jobs, careers, vacations, where we live, weekend get-a-ways, which vehicle we drive, right down to what TV show (if any) is on during the evening and whether or not we are heading out to the bar with a friend. It’s not hard to do. If it’s not going to be good for the kids, we don’t do it.

But the biggest way we make sure our children is the center of our world is we spend time with them. And we spend time together as a family. We do chores together. And of course, we play together. Playing together is our biggest “chore”. It is the most important thing we can do. You have a gynormous to-do list today? Good. Put “play with the kids” at the top. They are number one.

And one way we play with, or spend time with, our children, is through Family Traditions. And we have a lot of them! But one of my favorite is decorating our Christmas Tree. Here is how it is done in our house:

The tree goes up the day after Thanksgiving. If dad has to work, only lights and tinsel go on it. The rest of the house is decorated, but the tree is left bare until he gets home. Then, cheese, crackers, meat and egg nog are served. Christmas music is played. And the kids all have their very first present to open up – a Hallmark Keepsake Ornament.

I’ve been buying them for twenty years now. It started out I bought one for my husband and I each Christmas. When we moved out of our parents’ houses, we didn’t have ornaments of our own. So I bought a new one, commerating our year, each year. After the kids were born, I stopped doing it for us and started doing it for them. They get a new ornament every year, and that ornament somehow symbolizes that past year for them. When they are 18, it will end. Then, when they set up their first tree, they will have at least 18 ornaments to put on that tree. And each ornament will have meaning.

So we have Blues Clues, Thomas the Tank Engine, Scooby Doo, Harry Potter, Star Wars, Vikings, kitties, puppies, sports, and just plain silly ones, like the leg lamp from A Christmas Story. The kids all each have their own tote, and as they decorate the tree, they go through their memories. You hear a lot of “Oh I remember this one! This is when…..” And I love it. It has gotten to the point, now, where I don’t do the decorating. They handle it all. It has also gotten to the point that our tree is so overloaded I’m surprised it stays standing! Six new ornaments every year…… plus, family members know our tradition, so we often get new ornaments from them as well. My kids will have the best trees ever when they get married! 🙂

I wrap their ornament in “their” wrapping paper for the season. Each year, they each have their own wrapping paper. For example, one twin has kitty wrapping paper this year, and the other has penguin. This is because one twin has a love for kitties. My oldest has Star Wars. (We have had a lot of Star Wars over the years.) This started when they couldn’t read. It was how they knew each present was theirs. They had their own paper. (I quit when they all could read, and we had a coupe at our house that year!)

So they each have their own paper, and they have to guess which paper is theirs. Of course, I try to buy paper that also represents their personalities. That makes it a little easier for them. If they guess wrong, the next kid goes. If they guess right, they get to open their ornament. It is the first ornament they put on the tree. And of course, we take a picture.

And that is how we decorate the tree at our house! The ornament at the top of my website is my three-year-old’s Baby’s First Christmas Ornament.  🙂


26 Ways to Spend Quality Time with Your Child This Holiday Season



  1. Involve them in as many preparations as you can – gift wrapping, shopping, baking, etc.
  2. Eat at least one meal together every day.
  3. Pray together every night.
  4. Play outside! And be active – don’t just watch them. Run with them, swing with them, build a snowman with them, etc.
  5. Read together.
  6. Go sledding, skiing, snowmobiling or ice skating!
  7. Do household chores together, such as the dishes.
  8. Play a board game together.
  9. Engage your child in free or imaginative play, and then follow his/her lead – play what they want to play.
  10. Go for walks together.
  11. Go to the Library together.
  12. Spend time playing with and talking to your child while he/she is taking a bath.
  13. Watch a movie together – the Christmas classics are great!
  14. Sing together – or better yet, go Christmas Caroling!
  15. Go to church together.
  16. Volunteer together or do something nice for someone else together.
  17. Play with your cat/dog together.
  18. Make something for someone together. Pinterest has wonderful ideas!
  19. Visit a family member together.
  20. Take a class together, such as quilting or woodworking.
  21. Go out to eat, just you and your child.
  22. Go to his/her athletic event (basketball, hockey, etc.), concert or program.
  23. Watch Sunday or Monday Night Football together.
  24. Cook dinner together.
  25. Go for a drive – especially if you have a teenager – it’s the best place to have a good conversation. 🙂
  26. And finally, build Christmas Traditions together.


Any more ideas? Leave them in the comments!

The Best Gift You Can Give Your Child

‘Tis the Season…..

You can fill the end of that sentence in any way you want to right now. ‘Tis the season for absolute chaos! That might work. 😉 It’s hard, though, preparing for Christmas. Such a huge celebration. There are parties all month long, sometimes extending in to January. It’s one big celebration, starting with Thanksgiving and ending, for most, with New Years’. Some larger families really do celebrate well in to January though.

So there is gift buying, gift wrapping, possibly last minute gift making, tree decorating, goodies baking, Christmas Card making/buying/addressing/mailing. Presents that need to be shipped. Traveling. Meals to cook, parties to plan. Concerts and programs to go to, play in or sing in. Things get busy at church. People volunteer to help others in need more during this time of the year. And for some, there is extra work shifts, or moonlighting/temporary jobs, just to afford it all.

So how, as a working mom, or in my case, just a plain busy mom, does one fit it all in? How does one accomplish all of that on top of the everyday chaos? There’s still every day meals to prepare, laundry to do, diapers to change, toilets to clean, bills to pay, kids to chauffer, basketball/hockey/wrestling games/matches to attend, doctor appointments to make, baths to give, stories to read, prayers to say, etc. etc. etc. How do you do it all?

Well, if you are like me, you stay up late and do as much as you can in the middle of the night. (Your butt drags the whole holiday season!) And your kids are sorely neglected.

It’s the truth. Instead of playing outside, in this unusually warm December we are having here up North, the kids run around the house, willy-nilly, entertaining themselves, as I wrap presents, shop on line, or address Christmas Cards. It often leads to fights, owies, and a total disaster that I pay for later (in clean-up and in a bad case of the crabbie patties!). Their naps also get extended – just a bit – just long enough that they don’t notice the difference, buying me a few extra minutes. And everything gets done.

How else do you do it?

It doesn’t feel right at all. But in the end, the kids all get wonderful fun presents that make them forget all about how boring and (sometimes) mean mom has been in the last six to eight weeks. Right?

Wrong. That’s not what Christmas is all about!
Aside from the obvious (Celebrating Jesus), Christmas is about spending time with those we love. Shouldn’t our children be at the top of that list? And shouldn’t we make it a priority to spend time with them each and every day during the hustle and bustle of the holidays? Aren’t they the main reason we do it all to begin with? Let’s face it – we aren’t eating all those cookies. Or unwrapping all those presents. It’s for them. Let’s make them a part of the celebrating and preparing; a part of our everyday lives. Let’s give them the best of us. This Christmas, let’s give them our time. It is, after all, the best gift we could ever give them.

I Can Assure You, That’s Not Yay!!

That’s what I heard, last night.  My husband had taken the boys downstairs to play so I could do the dishes in peace.  He mentioned he felt like a nice “family night playing together downstairs”.  I haven’t actually played with the kids for a while.  I let them run around and play while I’ve been busy with Christmas preparations.  It takes a lot, to get this house ready for Christmas, because I have to do it in such tiny little increments of time.  A few minutes here, a few minutes there, after the dishes are done, before I fold my fifth load of laundry for the day…..  😉  So playing sounded nice.

I was listening to all the clapping and all the “Yay!”s as the boys bounced balls, made baskets and ran cars down a long, narrow tube.  They were having a blast.  And then, as I was scrubbing the floor (I have to do that after each meal and snack – the twins feed themselves.  Nothing more needs to be said.) I heard my husband say, sternly, “I can assure you, that is not “Yay!” and I literally LOLed!  (I love “LOL” because, really, did you really ‘laugh out loud’?  Don’t write it unless you really did it!)  Yes, I really laughed out loud.  It was hilarious!

And I thought to myself, “ahhhh…….”

This is it.  This is the time in each of my boys’ lives when my husband falls madly in love with them.  And I absolutely love it.  Up until now, they were infants.  They didn’t do much.  They didn’t react much.  And they were (and still are!) a lot of work.  It is harder for a man, I’ve learned, to bond, with such a small, helpless little creature.  Us moms seem to do it right away.  But we carried them for nine months and felt them grow within us.  There’s a connection there.  A man, he watches it happen.   And knows the child is his.  And loves it from the get-go.  But that connection isn’t the same.

I’m not sure exactly when it happens for my husband.  But I can see it.  He raced home from work the other day because it was snowing so beautifully outside.  He wanted to get the youngest three dressed up to go out and play.  (It is sooo much work for me to do alone.)  By the time he got home, it was getting dark. And I had to be the fun-killer, by pointing out that I needed him to shower and go pick up the 11 year old from basketball practice.  That night, in bed, he reminisced about a winter wonderland he took our oldest out to play in at night, back when we lived in town.  Seventeen years ago.  Maybe 16 or 15.  He was probably two or three.  It was so much fun.  Such a good memory for him.  Such a fun age.

I realized, as I finished scrubbing the floor, that my life is about to get a little more fun.  My husband has always been the fun-initiator.  He has always been the one to tell me to put down my work and play.  He is the one who has taught me that playing with the boys is the absolute most important thing we can do.  And what can be more fun, than playing with the man I love, three big boys, a three year old, and two bubbling little twins?  🙂


Merry Christmas!!


You Are Going To Mess Them Up Anyway

I was out with some girls the other day and we were discussing our kids, as moms do. One of the girls was worried about an incident she had with her children, and the impact it would have. Another one of the girls, a woman whom I always think of as a calm voice of reason, replied, “Let’s face it – you were going to mess them up anyway!”

And I laughed because it is so true. We, as parents, are going to do our absolute best to raise our children according to our values and we, as parents, are going to do our absolute best to shield them from any hurt along the way.

But we are only parents. We can’t control everything in their lives and protect them from all. Least of all from ourselves.

I’m a prime example.

I was unpacking from our recent move and I came across the journals I keep for my boys. (I periodically write to each one. It gets less and less over the years. But my plan is to give them to the boys when they become adults.) I unwisely opened it up and read.

The random page I opened up to was harmful. It brought me back to 2011. I was planning for my then youngest child’s birthday party. I need to confess something before I go any further. I don’t do parties. I don’t entertain. I host nothing. It is WAY TOO STRESSFUL. I can clean my house beautifully for any such event. But put me in the kitchen to prepare and anything I make is a total disaster, even if I have successfully made it a million times before. And then put all those people in my house, for me to entertain, and well, I don’t like that idea. 😉 Graduation is not going to be fun! (And it is most certainly going to be traumatizing for all of my boys!)

So on this such day, I was trying to cram all the party planning and preparing in to one evening – the day before the party. Because I am a busy, working mom. I didn’t have time to prep a little each day. Those days had other such priorities. I was baking an awesome cake and getting everything ready the night before, after I had finished work, just as I always do.

It was, of course, a disaster. I enlisted the unwilling help of my oldest, who was 13 at the time.   The journal talks about how I felt that night.  I felt like I was the only one around the house that did anything.  I was feeling like my family needed to step it up and help out more.  I was worried because he spent his days playing XBOX, and didn’t know how to properly do things such as babysit his then seven-year old brother, clean house, mow lawn, till the garden, pick the vegetables, etc.  I talked about how gone was the loving, sweet boy and in his place was this crabby teenager.

He must have complained, did a crappy job, or something. Because the journal talks about how I made him feel like he was no good, worthless, useless, and I was so so sorry. Because I loved him.  And never wanted to hurt him.

I remember chewing him out for not helping. I must have said some pretty awful things, because I remember collapsing on the floor in tears at three o’clock in the morning. The rest of the house was asleep. I bawled because I was certain I was the most horrid mom ever. I let the stress of the event get to me and totally took it out on my oldest. Who probably deserved a talking too, but not the screaming at that he got.

I wrote about how I was an awful mom, never getting his laundry done for him, missing important events, like getting the money in for picture day. I was obviously having a hard time balancing work and family life, and the stress of it was getting to me.

I swore I’d never forget this awful night. I swore to myself that I would always keep it under control. I’d be a better mom.

But I did forget about that night. I didn’t remember it until I read it just recently. And so I asked my oldest, now 17, if he remembered it.

Yup. He remembered it. He said it was awful, probably one of my worst “freak out moments”. (Apparently I have a lot of them….) And he laughed.

And that was it.

It was probably more traumatizing to me than it was to him. Kids are amazingly resilient. They can bounce back from almost any trauma. All it takes is a couple of people in their lives that show them unconditional love and support. A couple of people that are steady rocks, there for them always. A couple of good quality relationships.

I knew this from my own training as a social worker. But you don’t look at it that way as a mom. I think, as moms, we should stop trying to protect our kids from everything – especially from ourselves, because, let’s face it, if anyone is going to mess them up, it is going to be us.

So let’s admit defeat at the get go, and instead of trying to be perfect, let’s work on damage control. Let’s assume we are going to mess our kids up. Greatly. Instead of trying to avoid that, let’s spend time building resiliency. Let’s establish that relationship. Make it a good one. Tell them how much we love them each and every day. Hugs and Kisses. Ask them how their day was. Eat supper together. Watch a movie together. Play a game. You know the drill. Give kids your time. That’s all it takes. The rest will be remembered, but will pale in comparison.

Oh, and by the way, I’m an older and wiser mother now. I was so worried at that time that my son was not learning how to be a responsible adult, that he didn’t know enough basic household stuff. He spent his days avoiding us and hanging out with his friends.

Now he spends his days hanging out with us, every chance he can get. He can balance the responsibilities of work, school, college classes, athletics, friends and a girl friend.  He is absolutely amazing with little kids. And he is almost ready to be released in to the world (he heads off to college next year). He was just going through a crappy little teenage phase at the time, that I managed to overlook somehow. I was much easier on the next two when they hit that phase!

Live and learn with the first one, right? 😉