I haven't looked in the mirror this evening, but I feel like I got a sunburn today. I spent a lot of time outside today. I did some things around the house, but nothing really worth mentioning, so this will be a short post. Today was all about having moments with the kids. The 3yo has turned into a puzzle fanatic. At any given moment he'll have at least one puzzle started on the dining room table--sometimes two at a time! The 5yo has also discovered that she really likes to do puzzles. Hers are a little more advanced, but they often work together and sometimes even recruit the 7yo to help. I spent a good chunk of the morning assisting with puzzle assembly. My wife surprised us all with a delivery of fancy donuts, which was awesome. (It wasn't awesome for me to change a diaper full of fluorescent blue poop caused by the Cookie Monster donut the 3yo ate, but it was probably awesome for him.)
The highlight of my day, or possibly week or even month, was in the afternoon. The two older kids dragged me outside for some soccer and tag. Eventually the 5yo got tired/bored and went back inside, leaving just the 7yo and me. He and I have been having some issues lately pertaining to being respectful of others and kind in general. I'm sure it's just the stress of being cooped up without any outside contact, but the kid needs to learn how to treat others. So there have been some privileges taken away and some other contentious moments. Anyway, just the two of us playing in the yard was great. We started by making up games with a soccer ball, and then migrated to playing catch with a Nerf dart thing that someone gave him for Christmas. Unfortunately that thing was pretty beat-up and already falling apart, and it met its demise in the back yard today. When that happened the 7yo asked me if I would show him how to throw a football. So we spent the next hour or so with me showing him how to hold the ball, how to place his feet, and how to throw and catch. It was a real Field of Dreams moment with a boy and his dad having a catch. Except it was football, not baseball. And it was Colorado, not Iowa. But the point is that for that hour there were no outbursts, no storming off, no punishments, no lectures. Just a kid and his dad having a catch.
The highlight of my day, or possibly week or even month, was in the afternoon. The two older kids dragged me outside for some soccer and tag. Eventually the 5yo got tired/bored and went back inside, leaving just the 7yo and me. He and I have been having some issues lately pertaining to being respectful of others and kind in general. I'm sure it's just the stress of being cooped up without any outside contact, but the kid needs to learn how to treat others. So there have been some privileges taken away and some other contentious moments. Anyway, just the two of us playing in the yard was great. We started by making up games with a soccer ball, and then migrated to playing catch with a Nerf dart thing that someone gave him for Christmas. Unfortunately that thing was pretty beat-up and already falling apart, and it met its demise in the back yard today. When that happened the 7yo asked me if I would show him how to throw a football. So we spent the next hour or so with me showing him how to hold the ball, how to place his feet, and how to throw and catch. It was a real Field of Dreams moment with a boy and his dad having a catch. Except it was football, not baseball. And it was Colorado, not Iowa. But the point is that for that hour there were no outbursts, no storming off, no punishments, no lectures. Just a kid and his dad having a catch.
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