Dora – that super cool exploradora!

I’ll set the scene; I was having a bad day, came home from work and all I wanted to do was crawl into bed, all my son wanted was to play, not with his toys only with me, I needed a break, I’d had it.

Now in my house we have a no TV rule when Riley’s awake as everything you read tells you it’s bad and it does distracts him so. I’ve trained my husband well on this matter and he cooperates.

So Riley doesn’t see much TV, only if he’s with his grandparents or at the bank where they them up on all the walls. Hence because he doesn’t see it very often it tends to mesmerise him when it’s on.

So I was cranky and stuffed, angry at the world I turned on the TV and let Riley watch Dora the explorer and of cause he loved it, flashing lights, colour, a singing little senorita – he bounced up and down and ‘talked’ back to the TV. I let the Dora watching go on for about an hour while I sat down and had a cup of tea and a rest on the couch.

Now you can’t tell me that an hour of Dora is going to destroy my son’s brain. I can see the connection between too much TV and learning and behavioral problems. As a parent you get so much ‘don’t do this’ ‘don’t do that’ bull crap shoved down your throat. I mean kids shows where created to teach, right? If you pick the correct ones. Although I noticed that Dora teaches kids to play with wild animals and go run amuck in a forest without parental supervision, but I think I’m being to adult with my interpretation there. I think if I was to go and have a bottle of wine I’d be screaming Swiper no swiping! At the TV myself.

Now I know nothing compares to the parent teaching and playing, but if every now and then when I’m not coping and he’s in a super foul mood, if I have to put on Dora on to catch a break, I don’t think anyone can be mad at me.

Do-do-do-do-do-dora!

Do-do-do-do-do-dora!

Do-do-do-do-do-dora!

Do-do-do-do-do-dora!

Dora dora dora the explorer!

Boots, that super cool exploradora!

Need your help!

Grab your backpacks!

Lets go!

Jump in!

Vámanos!

Children Learn What They Live

Children Learn What They Live, By Dorothy Law Nolte, Ph.D.

If children live with criticism, they learn to condemn.

If children live with hostility, they learn to fight.

If children with fear, they learn to be apprehensive.

If children live with pity, they learn to feel sorry for themselves.

If children live with ridicule, they learn to feel shy.

If children live with jealousy, they learn to feel envy.

If children live with shame, they learn to feel guilty.

If children live with encouragement, they learn confidence.

If children live with tolerance, they learn patience.

If children live with praise, they learn appreciation.

If children live with acceptance, they learn to love.

If children live with approval, they learn to like themselves.

If children live with recognition, they learn it is good to have a goal.

If children live with sharing, they learn generosity.

If children live with honesty, they learn truthfulness.

If children live with fairness, they learn justice.

If children live with kindness and consideration, they learn respect.

If children live with security, they learn to have faith in themselves and in those about them.

If children live with friendliness, they learn the world is a nice place in which to live.

Before my son was born, when we were doing our parenting classes at the John Hunter Hospital, this (the above) was given as a handout to all expectant parents, I really liked it and it stuck with me, so I thought I would share it with you all.

Dorothy Law Nolte was an American writer, she wrote a column in a newspaper about raising children and she was family counselor who was born in 1924 and died in 2005.  – also I’d just like to point out that she wrote this in 1972!

Weekly Photo Challenge: One

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This is my son, he is my only ONE, an only child he be.

He is my heart and soul, he makes me whole, and he sets my sprit free

Also he is the sole focus of this photograph – so I think I can get away with using this image I took of my beautiful boy the other day in a challenge called ONE, right!?.

http://dailypost.wordpress.com/2013/12/20/photo-challenge-one

Back to shore

I’m really not coping
Feels as if I’m hardly floating
Quick someone
I need a roping
To pull me back to shore

Shopping Sadness

I ducked up the street to grab a few groceries while my hubby was on his lunch break so I could leave my son at home. I’ve decided I’d prefer to take him, I feel rather lonely walking around the super market without his smiling face looking back at me and at least when my sons with me I can talk out loud without looking strange, because people just think I’m talking to him.

Feeling Guilty

I find it hard to relax when I have things to do, house work, feed the kiddlet, play with the kiddlet, more house work, paid job work.  I feel guilty sitting down reading when there are things to be done and there is always ALWAYS things to be done.   All I want for Christmas is a sleep-in and a relaxing day reading preferably by a nice pool – is that too much to ask?