Forever Family: fielding skills

I’m a pro when it comes to running interference.  P-r-o.  Got a Nosy Nellie asking probing questions about one of the kids?  I can nip that in the bud without breaking a sweat.  Or a Meddlesome Mindy making (unintentionally) offensive comments?  Yep, I can nip that sh*t, too.  We’re talking NFL worthy skills, baby.

But the kids are getting older now, so my days of running interference are ticking down.  More often than not T-man and Bear are out in the world, fielding offhand comments on their own.  And they’re doing okay…I just wish they didn’t have to hone this skill so early.

 

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navigating the world wide web

Picklebums is throwing her hat in the ring when it comes to tech advice.  Some of these I’d heard before, but some were a fresh look at a very real issue in our house.  Thought I’d pass them along.

Social media moves like wild fire and it’s very hard to put out.
Part of the joy of the internet is that you can reach a whole lot of people, super fast.  That means you can use the internet to do so many amazing things, but it also means that negative things can get out of control very, very, quickly.  And once it’s out there it is very very difficult to get rid of it.  Think about what you are sharing online, and if you are not prepared to have it shouted from the roof tops and shared with the world, keep it to yourself.”

Ten Things I Want My Tweens to Know About Social Media – Picklebums

when you set a goal and God throws down

“When it comes to technology and the kids nothing promised is permanent, nothing is etched in stone.  We try something and if it works, great.  If not?  Well, we try something else…

Which brings us to our latest shift.  It seems even our best efforts can’t get the kids enough non-screen time altogether, so BrightSide came up with the radical idea of no screens on Sundays.  I’ll repeat that.  An entire day without technology.  None.  At all.  Every single week.”

The goal of Friday’s post, basically, was the hope that sending good thoughts out into the universe might bless us with a semi-peaceful attempt at living tech-free for a day.  I wasn’t looking for Ghandi-like enlightenment, just sixteen or so hours with limited squabbling.

Here’s how it went.

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gratitude: when the marathon becomes a sprint (aka: the Nike Hallelujah)

My shopping experiences with Bear have born a greater resemblance to marathons than sprints.  The girl’s never met a store she didn’t want to browse, and the concept of window shopping eludes her.  Every aisle, sometimes twice, running commentary the whole time. 

What can I say?  The girl loves to shop.

Except a single glorious experience when it came to back to school shoe shopping.

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a dozen middle school nuggets

Well, we’re in the deep weeds now.

We’ve officially completed our first full week with two kids in middle school.  They have 22 months between them but are in back-to-back grades at school.  They walk the same hallways, have (some) of the same teachers, and aren’t the least bit afraid to express opinions about rules, staff, and dress code.

Here are a few nuggets I’ve gleaned from the first week of school.

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the blessing of boys (and how we’re failing them)

Our boys are such a gift.  Seeing the world with new eyes each day.  Laughing riotously, about everything, anything, and nothing at all.  Full of big dreams and even bigger imaginations. 

But in many ways, we fail our boys, too. 

We don’t do enough to encourage their sensitivity.  Middle school students mock boys for crying, and there are still too many parents who reinforce that message at home.  I don’t want my son falling apart over a paper cut (my daughter either!), but our boys need to know that it’s okay to cry.  That sometimes, sitting through the really hard stuff and letting it out is the only way to move forward.

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“My girls make piranhas look downright vegan.”

Advice from the battlefield.  With a seriously funny edge.

“Teenagers are like those cool tropical fish you get after you’ve mastered goldfish.

Who am I kidding?  No one can master the keeping of goldfish.  Or pre-teens.  Or teenagers.  You graduate only to bigger kids, but with bigger issues and bigger appetites.  God help us all.  Especially me?…

Keep your head up – here are tips I offer from years of battleground experience.”

#AtoZChallenge: T is for Teenagers – Coach Daddy