Monthly Snaps of Life

Catching up on a few things around here!

Sadly, I accidentally deleted a ton of pictures and video one day, including all our Christmas prep, going to get the tree in the wagon, decorating sugar cookies and Zandra’s dance recital:(( Have to carry those memories in our hearts! Here’s what is left:

Decorating the tree

Sam’s project on gorillas!

Zandra at her dance recital! The only picture I got:( She was awesome and we gave her some flowers to celebrate!

Christmas plates set to deliver

Pajama drive to deliver plates and carol!

Pajama drive – worst light winner again!

Caroling!

Love these guys!

Sushi Date

You know we go for sushi too much on our dates when the restaurant owner gives us a gift for Christmas:

And this is not the first year we have received a gift from them either.

I figure a few more years and we will have a set to give to each of our kids.

Love this place:

Love my date even more.

Quiet Elfie didn’t fall. He was pushed.

We’ve had a lot of excitement these past few days with Quiet Elfie.

The other morning he was sitting, quite precariously I would say, in between two railings on the stairs that lead from Zach and Gabe’s third floor room to our second floor.

Zach was pretending to poke him (so Zach) and Josh was trying to protect Quiet Elfie from Zach’s pokes.

Things got out of hand and Zach poked Josh who inadvertently pushed Quiet Elfie. Quiet Elfie fell and landed in a heap in the floor.

They were stunned. “He just fell!” is what they tried to tell me.

He didn’t fall. He was pushed.

Josh tried to contain his tears. Zach felt guilty and wrote Quiet Elfie an apology letter. Then he gave him a peace offering of a candy cane.

He thought about putting tape around Quiet Elfie’s body, but we decided he wasn’t dead (we hoped), so he ditched that idea.

Quiet Elfie lay there the whole day. However, at some point he did eat the candy cane because the wrapper was empty when we all got home.

During the night he must have gone to Elf hospital because he came back looking like this:

He must have broken his wrist in the fall!!

Poor guy!

Determination

Yesterday we arrived home after soccer to a cute little basket of Christmas treats from our kind friend and neighbor.

She is the best baker, and I look forward to these treats every year. I didn’t even have my coat off before I started digging in:)

A few minutes later, I was putting Josh to bed and he commented how I had not even taken my coat off before eating the treats (so something he would do!)

I laughed. I told him I was excited because I don’t really eat my own baking and I enjoy my friend’s  every year. However, this year, she hadn’t made my favorites:((

We discussed which ones were my favorite, and how I had tried making them in the past from her recipe – but they didn’t turn out so well. Josh told me I just had to try making them again. I said. “Nah… I can’t make them”.

Well. He took my face in his little hands and said, “Mom. What does D stand for?”

He continued, “Determination. It’s the D from YOUR last name. Determination. You HAVE to try again.”
(You can read about Determination in our family motto in these links).

It was so cute. So, I said I would try again. Because he was right. I need to teach by example – remember?

He rolled over to go to sleep, “Besides. It’s a win-win. I get to eat whatever you make”.

Light will Always Prevail Against Darkness

I do not have the answers to all questions.

I don’t even think I know what the right questions are to even ask.

But I do know that where there is light, darkness can not exist.

So that is one thing that I will make sure I teach my children.

If nothing else, look for a small light, or better yet, be a small light. And you will not be surrounded by darkness.

On Friday, like the rest of the world, Rob and I were stunned by the news of the shooting and loss of innocent in Connecticut.

Children. Innocent children.

The families. The parents. The siblings. The survivors. How will they get through this dark time?

When we discussed what happened with our children, this was the main thought.

We also talked about the “Why”. “Why did this happen?”

I don’t think there is an easy answer to why. But there is a complex answer to why.

It starts in the home. Then it continues into the community. Then it forces it’s way into the government and politics and media.

Many will say it starts with a vindictive God. But I personally believe that God is weeping at the tragedy and loss just as much as we are. He didn’t create it. We did.

There are many questions and answers as to “why” circulating out there in the media: Is it a gun control problem? Is it a mental health issue? Is it misuse of free agency? Is it the consequences of a dysfunctional family? Is it the consequences of inadequate parenting? Is it inadequate protection at school? Is it insufficient education? Is it sensationalism from the media? Is it glorifying and desensitizing of weapons through video games and media violence?

Maybe it’s just a little bit of everything.

But it’s funny how “the little bit of everything”can often times move us to a place of passively placing blame, instead of actively taking a role in something. In anything. Because actively taking a role in anything, will actually help change something.

So when I talked with my kids about “Why” this happened, I did not have a clear cut answer.

Except to tell them that light will always prevail over darkness.

If they are the light, they will never feel alone in the darkness.

We need to focus on the good in the world, and what we can do to contribute to the good in the world, as that is the only way we can conquer evil.

We need to do our part. We need to ensure that within the four walls of our home is a place of peace, love and learning. We need to teach about the power of light: about how one person can make a difference. And how there are consequences tied to choices. We need to educate ourselves about issues so we can make wise decisions. We need to help others, especially those who are struggling with issues we may not understand. And we need to not just turn a blind eye from things that we don’t believe in. We need to develop our faith, and need to develop our spirits. We need to find our light and then let our light shine.

Because it all starts in the home.

Everything starts in the home.

Whether it be teaching about free agency, guns, mental illness, community safety, family relations, media influences or God. The home is the front line and the place where we need to start.

As we mourn the loss of innocent lives, as we grieve with the families of all the victims, and yes, the family of the shooter too, we need to hug our children a little tighter, say I love you a bit more frequently, and make sure our homes are places of love and learning.

We need to teach them the power of their light. The power that their light can illuminate places of darkness. When things don’t make sense, when there appears to be no good anywhere, when the tunnel seems dark and endless, we do have the power to turn our lights on stronger. Because with light, darkness can not even exist.

Quote of the Week

“There are only three ways to teach children. The first is by example, the second is by example, and the third is by example”.  Albert Schweitzer

Sometimes we focus so much on telling our kids something, or teaching them using words, we forget that it doesn’t matter what we say. They have already been taught by the example we have set.

Festival of Carols

There is nothing more beautiful than hearing a choir sing Christmas carols.

Rob and I have made the annual tradition of attending the Toronto Mendelssohn Choir: “Festival of Carols” .

It is always held in the first couple of weeks of December in a local church and it always gets me in  a Christmasy mood. And some of the music gives me goose bumps.

They ask the congregation to sing a couple of song, usually something powerful such as “Joy to the World“, or “Hark the Harard Angels” or “Oh Come All Ye Faithful“. I normally don’t join in (and ask Rob not to either). I love just hearing everyone singing around me – and I don’t want to be distracted by my own voice (or Rob’s – although you have a great voice Robbie:))

During the middle of the concert the choir comes down and surrounds the audience and sings some beautiful carols.They usually don’t have music accompanying them for these songs so it is just these heavenly voices. It is by far my favorite part.

It is also one of most favorite dates with Rob. As much as I love family traditions, I love that this tradition is just between us. We pick a new restaurant in the area surrounding the church (this year we went to a French Bistro) and then attend the concert with all the “older couples” (yup – it is certainly an “older generation activity”). But I love it. I know that in years when we are considered the “older generation”, I will love the fact that we will be saying “this is our 20th year coming to this concert”.

It’s the best way to pause and let the true spirit of Christmas sink in. I already can’t wait until next year!

Quit Knocking "My Elf on a Shelf"

So much controversy this little Elf can bring!

The web is buzzing – just like it was last year, with the lovers and the haters of the Elf on the Shelf.

I happen to be a lover of our little elf, Quiet Elfie.

But perhaps we use him in a different way than others. I know he is labelled as “Santa’s Spy”, which I guess technically he is. And I guess he is a little creepy looking.

However, I don’t threaten my kids with him. I don’t make threats I can’t keep, and seriously, cancelling Christmas?? (I must admit to loosely throwing around the “Santa is watching so you better be good” threat when my kids were little; but I was usually driven by pure desperation).

No, our little Quiet Elfie was first introduced 5 Christmas’ ago, and he has become a favorite in our home. He’s a loving guy, bringing chocolates everyday, and then the occasional family gift. He represents all the good about Christmas.

We adopted him the first year we were all together. We needed to make some new traditions for our newly blended family – and I have to say, it was the best thing we did. You need to make new traditions when you blend, and not just try to morph old ones. He has become a unique symbol of our CDF traditions, so I think I’m particularly partial to the little fellow. He is all OURS. We don’t have to share custody of him, or abide by any separation agreements. Or pay him money for that matter. Which makes him all the more adorable.

So Quiet Elfie was added back then and we love him dearly. Even as the kids grow older, they are still jumping up in the morning to find the cool spot that Quiet Elfie has positioned himself for the day.

And let me tell you, this guy is good at finding the spots:

Long live Quiet Elfie!

Jesus came from a Blended Family?

Music to my ears.

My Mom sent me this little article by a Pastor, David McGee, that she found online entitled: Jesus was part of a blended family.

At first I thought it was a joke , but then I read it. It was serious.

And it’s true!

The article goes on to talk about Joseph, and the fact that according to the scriptures, he was not Jesus’ “real dad”. He was his Stepdad.

The article highlights the challenges Joseph must have faced, but how he so willingly accepted Jesus as his child, and fulfilled his role as an earthly father. The author sums up the article by making a plea to all fathers, saying:  “God might be calling you to an untraditional path of Fatherhood. Maybe you and your spouse have created a blended family. Our idea of how we want life to go is not always God’s plan for our life. God’s plan is purposeful and perfect; during this Christmas season I encourage you to be the father your children need you to be, whether biological or other“.

This article got me naturally thinking about the “purposefulness” (is that a word??) of our blended family.

How THIS is the family that is meant for US to be in.

I shared with the kids the other night how blessed we are in our family.

No, we are not connected by blood.  But we are connected by something very powerful, and very strong. We are connected by choice.

We are blessed to have chosen each other (well, Rob and I chose each other really:). But we have all chosen to embrace each other as parent and child, and as siblings (my boys/sboys truly do say “we are brothers from another mother”). We aren’t just people living in the same house, splitting the bills, dividing up the chores.

We have chosen to be family. True family. Connected family.

We are a blended family.

What’s in my Framework?

I finally finished “Bringing up Bebe” on audiobook the other day. I say “finally” because I wrote this post back here when I said I was going to read the book.

Yes, that was 10 months ago.
I finally just got it on audiobook because I knew that reading it might not happen this year….
It is such a good book, but I do regret not having the hard copy, as I’m sure I would have underlined, highlighted, jotted down notes, and folded a ton of pages. 
Instead, I just have a few key things running through my mind.
Over and over and over.
So key, that even at work, in therapy sessions with clients, or in my weekly group that I run, I find myself mentioning some of these ideas.
This one in particular:
“Cadre”.
Frames – or framework.
Pamela Drukerman  the author of “Bringing up Bebe“, contends that French parents have a “frame” – or very firm, but set limits about certain things (etiquette, food, obedience) and the parents strictly enforce these things. But inside the framework, French parents give their kids freedom and autonomy.
This idea resonated well with me. I like structure, I like planning, I like order and organization. I think it helps make your home and life run a lot smoother.
The idea of having a framework to contain things fits right into my philosophy about parenting, and apparently about life too as I found myself drawing pictures like this for clients, and for my group.

 

We need to have a framework to make sure the important stuff is taken care of. But within the framework, we need to have autonomy, independence, freedom, and fun!
With no framework, our priorities can go all over the place and become random, and perhaps make us feel like we are on a path to nowhere.
But, if our framework is too structured, or we have a framework within a framework (within a framework), then we can become too structured, or too orderly, or just plain old rigid. There then is no room for flexibility, spontaneity,  and freedom.
So ideally, our picture looks like this:

 

Perfect. As perfect as an imperfect life could be. A solid framework that makes us feel safe and secure, knowing that our priorities are all taken care of. And then freedom and autonomy, along with fun and spontaneity.
Except, the one thing that real got me stumped. OK, maybe not stumped, but got me really thinking: What exactly comprises MY framework?
Is there one master framework? Or do I have multiple ones for my multiple roles?
“Bringing up Bebe” talked about the framework for raising kids, so that for me is the natural place to start:
What are the most important things to me that I would want to instill in my kids and therefore set firm boundaries and limits around?

Basically, what are my “non negotiables“? The things I will make a big deal about, insist upon, and engage in a battle over. The things that are so important to me that I must insist that “while you’re living in my house, they will need to be important to you too.” (Yikes).

This was hard to think of, because in reality, I think I have a lot of “non negotiables” since my kids are still young and I feel there is so much teaching that needs to happen. And frankly, I’m the best teacher for my kids (even though I may not be the best teacher, if you know what I mean. Besides, I’m all they have:))

Maybe though the framework changes too  during different stages of life? But I suspect the fundamentals will remain the same, since a framework wouldn’t be a framework if it moved all the time.

Some of the sides of my “parenting framework” that I came up with include:
1. Education – Learn to study and work, make school your priority, take pride in your work, and the expectation to continue your education post secondary. (Oh yeah, and don’t think I’m not gonna freak out if your report card has some C’s on it…)
2. Family relationships – I think I drill home in my kids how important family relationships are – or need to be. Nothing trumps the family. “You better stop hitting your little brother because he’s the best friend you’ll ever have ” kind of thing.  Communication is paramount. Respect, loyalty, and fun together are all important ingredients to a successful family dynamic, so I’m always harping on them about those things. 
3. Etiquette: Rob is the real leader in this area, but as the kids are getting older I’m so appreciative that his parenting framework was very solid in this area and he sucked me in : please and thank you, table manners, eye contact, serving others first. (However, when my kids are rude, obnoxious, ill mannered and totally lacking etiquette (which happens often) please remember we’re all still in training:)

4. Spirituality: How do you put this in a framework, when really it is such an individual thing? Well, this is my framework now, and one that my kids may decide later to break out of, but in the meantime, I want them to learn that they are part of a greater plan, and that they have a higher purpose, a higher responsibility to mankind. I want them to develop a social conscience, a feeling compelling them to do good and to serve. I never want them to feel alone, and I want them to connect with their inner soul and feel the power of faith combined with good works. I consider this area to be where I put all the “character” stuff in too: honesty, integrity, compassion, charity. I’m on them about all this stuff.
That seems like an awful lot for a framework! I showed it to Rob, and he wondered, “What did I not include?”

Good question. Which causes me now to wonder: Is my framework too strong? Do my kids have enough room to roam around the middle with freedom, independence, autonomy, spontaneity and fun? Are there areas that I need to just let go of? How do you balance the two?

 
What do you – or would you –  include in “your framework”?