Monday, June 23, 2008

Getting the mail is a family outing...and a learning experience

Hi,

Picture this: one home full of 3 kids who love it the mail carrier comes by in the truck to deliver the mail to our rural route home. Add in one sheltie who loves to get the mail as well. Mix in some barking and some "I wanna go get it...I wanna go get it" and what do you have???


One Mommy who walks down the driveway holding her oldest daughter's hand, her son is holding the daughter's other hand. In her free arm she is holding her youngest daughter. The entire crew walks to the end of the driveway, and the Mommy takes it to be a teaching moment. She teaches her children that they need to stop and look both ways before crossing the street. Her son looks both ways as well as her oldest daughter and they respond back "no cars coming Mommy".

They proceed to cross the street to grab the mail. The kids are kept far away from the road on the neighbor's lawn while the Mommy grabs the mail. She quickly grabs her oldest daughter's hand and checks to see if her son has the other hand which he does. They look both ways again before crossing the street back to their home.

Once they get beyond the first set of lilac bushes, the Mommy lets go of her daughter's hand and says to her two oldest "okay you can run back to our home" to which the kids break out into a full tilt run laughing.

Where is the Sheltie you might ask? In the home looking upset since Mommy doesn't have enough hands to walk the dog across the street as well.

After looking at the mail and handing out 3 pieces of it to her kids (who all want a piece to look at for awhile before they toss it aside), she announces that "it's resting time" and all 3 proceed up the stairs to go rest. The Mommy kisses each one of them with an unique kiss. One child requires a kiss on the forehead and both of the cheeks. Another child requires and kiss on the cheeks. The third child requires a kiss on your hand and for you to place your hand (the delivery tool) to her forehead, both of her cheeks, her chin and her mouth.

After giving each their blankies, she tells her oldest two to play quietly and allow their younger sister to nap. "Play quietly" means that the two oldest go into the big brother's room and play with Thomas the train, matchbox cars, legos, and look at books all the while giggling can be heard throughout the home.

After she walks downstairs, she thinks about an earlier conversation she had today with a good friend of hers and then about her own online diary that the world sees.


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Here's what I was reminded of today:

(1) Sometimes you need to just let go of things in your life.

(2) You all haven't seen all of me or my children. But at the same time, you didn't ask either.

While my kids do see Korean videos or listen to Korean music, they also watch Wiggles, Thomas the Tank Engine, Sesame Street, Care Bear movies, Cars, Alvin and the Chipmunks movie, and Super Why (not all in one day I might add just for those of you who are concerned about them watching too much TV). They also listen to Kindermusik music, Raffi, Wiggles (yes we have both DVDs and CDs), Thomas (yes we have both of this one as well), Disney children's music and more. My kids decide what they watch or listen to off of that list and within reason (we don't watch a movie right before bedtime for example). I give them a choice and 99% of the time their Korean videos and Korean music aren't on that list. It used to be nearly daily but not so much anymore.

We have tea time where Katie will pass out tea cups to everybody and give you a plate as well with cookies that she made for you. I build train tracks for Ryan to play his Thomas the Trains on. You haven't seen Ryan play with his tool bench when Alpha Pig is banging on his on Super Why. You haven't seen Bella knocked down a tower of blocks only to hear her giggle like she is a mad scientist at work. Nor have you experience playing "base-aball" here in our home.

Definition of Base-aball: You take a ball...doesn't matter what size ball you find. It could be the dog's ball that she can pick up in her own mouth or it can be one that you pick up at the local grocery store for your kids to kick around that has Care Bears or Thomas on it. You sit on the floor and roll the ball to anybody else nearby who could possibly roll (or kick) the ball back to the sender. Eventually everybody on the floor is involved with base-aball including our dog, Maggie.

As you see, I'm not all about crying in front of my children (which by the way I don't do). I'm not forcing my children to watch Korean videos or listen to Korean children's music...that is their choice entirely. They are into other things like Thomas or Cars for Ryan, like Care Bears for Katie, like Hello Kitty for Bella, as well as Elmo and Sesame Street. They like to ride on their trikes and cozy coupes. They like the most recent $10 purchase by their Mommy of their slide for the backyard.

They like watching the two bunnies in our yard and other bugs and birds and learning where they live and what they eat.

I'm so sorry to those of you who thought that I am only about shoving Korea down my children's throats (and yours). I'm so sorry to those of you who thought that my kids weren't involved with other things that they enjoy doing...the typical toddler and preschool things. I'm so sorry to those of you who think that I'm crying all the time--be it in front of my kids or out of their sight...since I am not. I'm so sorry to any adoptee out there reading this blog and thinking that I'm claiming your loss as my own...I am not.

I'm so sorry that I haven't been a good in giving you all an idea of what happens in our happy home.







I'm so sorry that I haven't painted for you the complete picture of our family life and I will change that. And now as my kids are done "resting" upstairs, I will get off of my soapbox and go back to my playing with them.

Bye for awhile.