My toddler and I pop over to my sister’s house to see if her cousin wants to play. He is, but he’s in a weird mood, as it goes with toddlers, and so we mope around the garden for a minute before my daughter decides to invite herself inside the house. I say to her, “Cousin doesn’t want to play today. Do you want to go home and see what daddy’s doing?”
“No!” She protests, pointing at Aunty’s house. “In?!”
So we invite ourselves in and that’s not too bad because we often visit each other, but I cringe inwardly as my daughter takes my hand and drags me to the kitchen, saying, “Bowl! Bowl!” Read more
I’ve been thinking a bit about Jesus’ instruction to us to have faith like a child. All my growing years, I understood that to be blind faith, believing everything – without question.
Kids will believe just about anything. I tell my daughter that Mr. Moon is happy today because the crescent moon looks like a smile. And why shouldn’t I? She soaks the story in, and waves gorgeously at the moon, who in return smiles back at her adoringly. When she’s a tiny bit older, I’ll undoubtedly tell her that Mr. Moon is actually a great big Cheshire Cat, grinning widely at the whole world. And why shouldn’t I? There is enough time later on in her life to face realism and learn to balance her beautiful imagination with cold hard facts. Read more
We spent a week away during December, on a small game farm with my husband’s family. It was wonderful, hot, and beautiful, out there in the bush.
On around Day 5 of the holiday, our toddler started acting up. I don’t know what it was, perhaps she was just homesick, but she became a monster-child, screaming at everyone, emotional about everything, and just plain bratty.
I was suddenly faced with the dilemma on how to deal with her. Read more
Every parent has them: bad parenting days. Today was one such day, and after what feels like an afternoon and evening of motherhood fail after fail after fail… something sinks in.
My kid is 22 months. Apparently, she’s already practicing to be a Terrible Two, as she stretches the boundaries, exercises her defiance and tests the limits of mama’s patience.
Mama’s patience wore thin today, and as a nonsensical fight between desperate mother and completely illogical toddler ended with aforementioned toddler pushing mother away and loudly proclaiming, “GO!!”… Read more
I was recently watching two eighteen month old babies play. One, a feisty, quick-tempered little girl, and showing early signs of being a ‘good leader’. (bossy, ok?) Read more
I drive to work along a main road that runs past a poverty-stricken settlement. It is an area notorious for unrest, poor education and deep socio-economic crisis.
Every day there are streams of children walking to the local school alongside the road, some looking as young and vulnerable as 5 years old, and others that are clearly in their teens, unsure of their identity in this great, messy world of theirs. Read more