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Saturday, August 23, 2008

Pritchard Park

OK, I know at the beginning of the summer I was all ambitious and I was going to visit all the parks on Bainbridge that I've never been to. Well...there's only one more week of summer and I finally made it to the second one. Sigh!
Pritchard Park is a lovely place, right across Eagle Harbor from the last park we visited (Hawley Cove Park). It's not quite a sandy beach, but more sandy than most on the Island, more like very fine pebbles. There's a nice shady path leading down to the water and we stopped to pick blackberries on the way down and back up, enough to make a blackberry crisp this evening, yum!


Jillian and Ben enjoyed the water and burying Ben in the "sand". Aparently this is a popular spot for families with dogs. Several were running around together and swimming out to fetch balls. Jillian thinks this beach is almost as good as Point-no-Point, which is saying a lot! I'm sorry we waited so long to discover Pritchard Park. I'm sure we'll make it back here this summer or on other sunny days throughout the year (power of positive thinking, right?)

Ben, meet Ben



Today, Corey brought home her new horse. We drove past my parent's property and saw him in the pasture and Jillian said, "There's Corey's horse Ben!" I said to Ben, "Don't worry, she's going to change his name." And Ben said, "NO! I don't want her to!" We told Corey when we got there that Ben doesn't mind sharing his name with a horse, so now we have two Bens in the family.

Grandma's Birthday!


For the past few years on my mom's birthday, we've taken a picture of her with all her grandkids. Here's this year's picture: nine grandkids, two grandaughters and SEVEN grandsons! Come on Ty and Rachael, think GIRL!

Tuesday, August 19, 2008

The Ten Commandments of Parenting Adolescents

I was just cleaning out my huge stack of papers in the cupboard and ran across this handout I got at a parenting seminar a few years ago. The speaker was Michael Bradley, the author of Yes, Your Teen is Crazy!--Loving Your Kid Without Losing Your Mind and Yes, Your Parents are Crazy! A Teen Survival Guide. These rules are so helpful, and surprisingly seem to apply to raising toddlers as well. I know that teenagers need boundaries just as much as toddlers, so that's probably why these "commandments" apply to both!

I: Thou shalt be as the dispassionate cop unto thine own child in adolescence.
All teenagers are nuts to some extent, so don't take their craziness personally. Like the dispassionate cop who politely gives you tickets, stay calm during crises so that your kid thinks more about her behavior than your anger. Show your kid love and strength that she can't tear down even with provocation.

II: Thou shalt not shout; speak thou wisely.
You know how crazy and out-of-control your kid looks when she's screaming? You, as the parent look a lot worse. Losing emotional control means losing respect int he eyes of your teen, something you can't afford. Speak calmly and quietly in short, non-repetitious sentences, or don't talk until you've regained control. Your yelling back is destructive and only creates a costly diversion from the real issues. Screaming at a screaming adolescent is like putting out small fires with gasoline.

III: Thou shalt listen as thine own child shouts.
Adolescents often say too little and shout too much, but the shouting may be another form of communication. Become tough enough to withstand the yelling and wait it out with out interrupting and screaming back. If you can hang on, your kid may finally become calmer and say what really has him upset.

IV: Thou shalt add 15 minutes to every interaction involving thy teen.
Your job is not to control your kid, but to teach your kid how to control himself. Locking yourself into rigid schedules whenever teens are involved is asking for trouble. Much of what they do can become complex, maddening, and schedule-defying. Provide bumpers or reaction/thinking time for yourself so that your responses are more controlled. Always look to hand off power to your teen.

V: Thou shalt vanquish thy foolish pride.
If you ever play to an audience when handling a teen crisis, you're in trouble. The neighbors, mall shoppers, or fellow diners must all evaporate from your mind in the face of an adolescent parenting situation. Handling a kid crisis is tough enough without trying to look a certain way to observers. If an out-of-control teen learns that you can't stand to be embarrassed, you'll soon be negotiation with a terrorist.

VI: Thou shalt not kill (thou mayest entertain thoughts of killing, but...)
No hitting. Ever. Hitting teens to make them behave not only teaches them that might makes right, it makes you look weak to them and costs dearly in respect currency. Besides, smacking an adolescent is very much like whacking at an old stick of dynamite. Sometimes it doesn't explode, but when it does it will demolish everything nearby. Getting physical with an adolescent is playing in their stadium--you're giving them the "home field advantage." Don't go there.

VII: Thou shalt apologize at every opportunity.
To teens, adult apology is strength, not weakness. It is a marvelous tool for teaching humility, self-control, responsibility, compassion, respect, and self-acceptance. It does all these things like a Trojan horse that disables your kid's built-in lecture deflector. If you preach at your adolescent, he closes down. But he'll sit and listen carefully to messages hidden in the robes of your own admissions of failure. You'll never look bigger to your teen than when you make yourself smaller.

VIII: Thou shalt honor thy child's identity (even though it maketh you ill).
Green hair, metallic tongues, and pants with crotches so low that they need skid plates are all windows into that wonderful, horrible, laughable, and frightening adolescent struggle called identity exploration. She's just trying to figure out who the heck she is. As a rule of thumb, the less you fight these things, the shorter they last. Pick your battles wisely and save your ammo for the life-threatening explorations (like drugs). Try and remember how weird you looked to your parents, and what your weirdness meant to you.

IX: To thine own self be true.
Your kid has enough problems. The last thing he needs is "cool" parents. He needs you to be unchangingly corny, unhip, and out-of-date dinosaurs who hold fast to a strong set of values and ethics in a morally free-falling society. Be like the constant beacon of the lighthouse that stands unchanged above the dangerous seas of the adolescent world to guide your child home to safe waters. Be a parent first, not a friend. He's got friends. He needs parents. Hold onto your values, calmly but firmly. Tell him that you love him too much to allow things that could kill him.

X: Know thou, this too shall pass.
At times, parenting an adolescent is diapers, it's root canal, and it's getting drafted. It can really get messy, it can be quite painful, and it can be very scary. But these things all end, and like with raising teens, mostly everyone survives just fine. Your kid won't even remember how scary this time was. But you'll have your paybacks. In not too many years she'll have kids of her own. Then one day you'll have to sit her down, make her a cup of strong tea and quietly say "Honey, I don't want you to get upset, bu there's something you should know about Johnny now that he's turning 11..."

Tuesday, August 12, 2008

This Guy has the Right Idea!

We spent the day at the Woodland Park Zoo with three of my four siblings and all the cousins, plus Elizabeth's sister and her baby. Fun times! It was a little crazy at moments, but the kids were real troopers and we got to see all the animals (well, the ones that were cooperating at least). And in the car on the way home, I felt like I was IN a Zoo, so we kept the spirit of the outing going!


I thought I had a picture with all the cousins, but we're missing Ezra and Joshua.



My little monkeys!



This beautiful guy made me want to reach out and pet his soft fur!


And this is the guy with the right idea, what I wish I were doing right now!

Sunday, August 3, 2008

Girls Camp

The past two weeks have been busy, busy, busy! Two days after Dance Festival, Kylie and I were off to Girl's Camp. I got to go as the Craft Mom, and with help from my good friend Chantal, we were able to pull off an awesome crafting experience for 120 girls. We had two crafts, decorating canvas tote bags and making braided hemp jewelry. The bags were a HUGE hit! Who knew they could be so creative? Chantal and I collected tons of trims, ribbons, buttons, fabric, etc. in the weeks before camp and then piled them on tables and let the girls go for it. Here are some of their lovely creations. I'm so proud!








It was Kylie's first year at camp. Unfortunately, it rained two of the four days, but she still enjoyed it. Most of her freetime was spent in the water. She did the 1/2 mile swim one day and the mile swim the next. Wow! I can't swim more than two laps without dying. She also had fun doing the polar dip and playing in the boats. Her voice was gone by Friday morning, so I know she did a lot of cheering and singing and all the crazy stuff they do!