It has always been difficult getting the boys up for school. They like to squeeze so much life into the day that they are reluctant to go to bed, and thus the bookends of our day are tricky.
I have been guilty of letting them continue their play way past bedtime on many occasions because they are doing such amazing stuff. I remember, about four years ago, my eldest son wrote a play based on an event in Roman history, and all three of them were acting out the play, and negotiating on parts of the script, it was magnificent in every sense of the word, and it had momentum – how could I interrupt such magic? It would not have had the same energy ‘tomorrow’.
When they are finally in bed, they are talking amongst each other, discussing something technical or planning their next adventure. Or reading.
Well, no longer do I struggle with getting them out of bed! The pug puppy wakes them up by jumping all over them, licking their face, and biting their ears, and not a single complaint. We should have got one of these boy-waker-upperers years ago. The puppy looks forward to her new task every morning. She waits outside the boys’ bedroom door looking at me to let her in.
The wonderful and creative phrog mom, sent me one of her sock monsters, and it arrived this week. I’m going to use this little fella in the therapy work I do with kids. I felt s/he needed a name, and phrog mom thought s/he needed a name. But I have resisted. I’m thinking that each child I work with can name it. This toy could have ten different names, and each one will have meaning for the child who is relating to it. Lots of the kids I work with feel awkward about themselves and how they relate to the world. This little fella looks so vulnerable but he has a resilient quality too.
When I worked in foster care, my office was filled with teddies. Children new to foster care could come into my office and choose a teddy that he or she related to. Children who had been in care for years didn’t have their own teddy, often their belongings don’t go with them when they move to a new foster placement, so they chose a teddy too.
Now, the room I use for supported playgroup has a select few teddies. The kids coming to playgroup don’t play with them, but the older children attending the school have been known to come in and give a teddy a hug. When I was doing African drumming group with the school children, the older kids loved those teddies. The toughest kids chose the biggest teddies, and held them all session.
Welcome sock monster. Thank You phrog mom.