I wish I could say it was a great epiphany or the culmination of the study of great parenting journals that helped me arrive at the decision to go screen-free for the summer. No, it was nothing like that at all, it was an honest to goodness, full-blown, hissy fit. One of those not to be proud of parenting moments wherein you make a loud, impactful declaration from which you cannot back down. Such is the birth of our screen free summers! Continue reading
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Crazy as it may seem, we are more inclined “to do something”, if we write it down. Using this principle, I set out to make our summers full of “doing” and the summer bucket list is as much fun to create as it is to complete!
Since my children were very little we have had a summer bucket list and we continue to use it with our teenagers today. It’s a great way to get input from everyone ~ because no two “perfect summers” look the same! We also go screen free from June 1st to September 1st hence the need for the list! That will be a story for a future blog post!
Some years our list included elaborate vacation plans while other years we focused on a theme. There was the year of the sea shell, the year of visiting and last year, was the year of travel.
The list has space for movies, people to see, things you won’t do this summer and more. Children love to fill this out and you will be surprised how simple and easy some of their requests are to fulfill. I hope you enjoy this activity with your family. Love to hear what is on your bucket list!
Can you Sing!?
No, no I cannot sing and I really wish you would stop asking. I’ve clicked on you at least a thousand times in the last five days and you continue to ask the same the question….Can you Sing!? I couldn’t sing “vote” five days ago and I still cannot sing today. But I can vote and voting is what I’ve been doing for the last five days virtually non-stop! “vote”
You see, my eldest entered a singing contest that is really a popularity contest and then it is an actual singing contest. The top twelve vote getters are granted the opportunity to sing on the big stage at our local county fair. When I asked my daughter what number entrant she was, she answered #42! “vote”
#42 really? We have to climb 30 spots for you to even get in this thing? “vote” And so it started, quietly at first and then we were addicted no I think the accurate term here is obsessed. We started to involve family and friends, we are using kindles, iPods, laptops, desktops, and phones. Promoting with messages, email, facebook posts, pictures, and now shamelessly a blog post. “vote”
I have voted in every room of the house, while brushing my teeth and watching a movie. My kids and I went to the library and I slid between empty computer seats with the website up on all and voted. We have voted at 2:00 am and 10 pm and all times in between. “vote”
So here we are, two and a half days of voting left to go. Currently tied for twelfth place (or 11th depending on the moment in time). We have learned so much about on-line contest the most important of which is to NEVER do it again!
But once you are in it, you really have to be all in so hence a post on my “business” page. I should be working on the book, posting interesting content, making new memes and getting the 52 TO DO blog off the ground. Instead, I “vote” (and yes each of these red votes are me stopping while writing to vote!) am obsessively, voting at least until Thursday at 5:30 pm at which point we will either be headed to the big stage or sadly not…
A couple of things we have learned about trying to “win” an on-line voting contest:
– shameless plugs on all of your social media
– ask people to please share not just vote
– disable cookies on your internet browsers and repeat voting quickly
– don’t be shy
– yes it can become obsessive “vote”
– be pleasantly surprised by the kindness of strangers!
So if you are so inclined, whether or not you can sing, please click on the banner at the top of this post and vote for my daughter #42! We would be most grateful. The very best part of this past five days is the helpful voting and sharing from total strangers.
An ordinary request to volunteer, some emails, roster lists and shirt deliveries did not in anyway alert me to the proud moment that would soon follow.
As we jumped in the car to head to the outdoor courts for the first game, my daughter announced that she was nervous. Really, I thought? Coaching 4th and 5th grade girls summer basketball? Isn’t this a no brainer? Well no Mom, it is not, it is new and unfamiliar and without precedent in her short 15 years.
I try to be one of those prepared parents with words of wisdom, advice and sympathy as needed. On this short car ride to the courts I very quickly responded to her nervousness with “you have been coached nearly every day of your life… you know how to do this.” I glanced at a slight nod of recognition and then I searched my mind for what to say next.
You see, I love coaching. I believe in coaching and I think it is one of the most important relationships and experiences in any child’s life. Coaches have that ultimate privilege, by what they say and do, to write on the slate of a child.
As we pulled into the parking lot, I knew that I only had seconds to sum up what I think would be most important to help this new coach and to pass on the torch that I love. So, here were my words of wisdom, “Find the players that are clearly new to the game and make sure that they have a really good time.” She smiled at me with a look that said “really that is all there is to it?”
I sat on the hill as a spectator, not cheering for any particular team, but watching with tremendous pride at the clipboard carrying, animated, exuberant young lady as she coached her little team. Smiling, pointing, laughing, high fiving, jumping up with arms extended at a great play…she was having a ball but more importantly so was her team.
When she bubbled back up to the car with that mixed combination of relief at fulfilling a new challenge and the happy satisfaction that she had done it well, she told me that the referee had stopped her at the end of the game to tell her how good she was at motivating and encouraging all of her players.
No trophy, or championship point or accolade in her athletic career has made me as proud as I am tonight. I am happy to pass on the coaching torch to someone who has truly learned to love the game.