Showing posts with label Practical Life. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Practical Life. Show all posts

Friday, May 20, 2011

Losing the Lectures (L&L)

I'm taking a local Love & Logic class. I went in figuring I had a good idea of what to expect, and thankfully, my expectations were wrong. The class has given me much to think about and reconsider, and I'm loving it!

Not that I was big on lecturing, but it seems to make so much sense as a parent to tell your kid what s/he did wrong, why I'm upset, etc. I'm learning to let it go (for the most part). The day after learning this, my son had stepped on something accidentally and partially breaking it. He told me what he had done and seemed sorry about it. Instead of a "well, maybe you'll watch where you're going next time!" or "Be more careful!", I responded with a hug (Love & Logic is big on empathy). He already told me what he did. He expressed remorse. He already did what I thought was my job. I didn't need to rub salt in the wound. Of course, later, I stepped on the same object and completely destroyed it. I would have been pretty annoyed to be told "Watch where you're going!" "You need to be more careful!" Frankly, if someone told me that, the last thing I would want to do is be more careful and watch where I'm going! How strange.

Yesterday, my son was pouring himself a glass of juice. He spilled a little. "Uh oh. I spilled some juice, Mommy." "Oh." "I need to clean it up." "What will you use to clean it?" "I need a towel, please." Yeah, he gets it. :)

No sense in lecturing!
Image from http://cookinginheelstv.blogspot.com/

Thursday, March 3, 2011

Window Washing

It must be a weird moon phase or something's going on because I decided it was time to do some cleaning.  Armed with my sprayer bottle and a towel, I began spraying and wiping some of the mirrors in the bathroom.  My son saw me and wanted to help.  

Is it weird to say I've been dreaming of this day?

Lo' and behold:
Working those hand muscles!
Wax on!  Wax Off!

I introduced the squeegee as an afterthought.
Well, there you have it.  My darling window washer (with an admirer).

This is a very good activity for my son for many reasons:  strength building, coordinating, both fine and gross motor skills, concentrating, etc.  I have been a humongous fan of Montessori education, and as I speak with my son's various therapists, I can easily see how much Dr. Montessori truly understood the needs of our children.  Window washing falls under the practical life category, and I'll admit I bought that little spray bottle over a year ago waiting until he was ready to use it.