Sunday, January 16, 2011
Jumping towards Independence
The cold weather has found us indoors. A lot. I am actually quite a homebody and enjoy staying home. I always have lots to do and can easily keep myself busy. But that's not to say that I don't like going outside - especially to burn off some of the kids' extra energy. Without the outdoor option, there's been plenty of pent up energy. So, I finally gave in (or maybe gave up?); I am letting the kids play on the living room couch to build forts, jump, or really, do whatever they want with it.
Until now I'd never allowed it - mostly because I wanted to have one adult room in the house that would be tidy and free of kids toys and their clutter in general. Plus, the kids have another couch and a basement with toys to occupy them. But the weather has worn me down.
I have to say, I'm surprised with the success I'm having. They willingly clean up their toys in the living room and return them to where they belong, and, they help put the couch back together when I ask. I'd like to think it's because I have asked them, but I suspect it has more to do with the fact our dogs spend a lot of time in that room and the kids feel an obligation to the dogs to leave the room as they found it. But, I'll take that too.
The couch has also given Eamon a place to jump away the time while waiting for his gymnastics class to start. He's been pining for it start since the last session ended at the end of November. It's been a long wait.
The first class was a big day -- his first unparented class. I was rather convinced that I'd spend the warm up with him, and likely most of the class as well. My goal/hope was that by the end of the 10 week session he would be confident enough to do the entire class by himself.
Lucky for me his most outgoing friend, who talks nonstop, is in the same class. The two boys were talking at each other and bouncing before class started. After a few minutes, Eamon came over and told me that he "didn't need me anymore". When class started, he and friend bounded into class leaving me with my friend on the sidelines to visit. Glorious! Although I have to admit, even though I'm terribly proud of him going it alone on day 1, I'm a little sad too. Yet one more of these little steps towards the ultimate goal of independence.