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kevinmorrison - > Slowing Down the Blur -> Just sit and watch
Just sit and watch

I went with my son's kindergarten class on their field trip to CALM today.  I realized that there are some times we need to just watch the kids from a step back.  With his friends, he is in his world, and it is really cool to watch him be who he wants to be.  So I didn't say much today like I normally would as a parent volunteer.  I just enjoyed watching my son be a kindergartner.  Remember when all you had to worry about was what kind of sandwich you got for lunch?  We can't live that way anymore, but it is a lot of fun to watch our kids be so worry free.

From left to right in the picture are Steven, Albert, Layton (my son), Reno and Alvaro.  And they all couldn't be happier.

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posted by kevinmorrison on Thursday, May 8, 2008 at 12:35 PM
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posted by We4do4H on May 8, 2008 at 01:23 PM

I recently told dh that I used to be laid back and not get up tight over dumb things, then I became a SAHM and the springs have been twisted so tightly I can't let me kids be kids. I forget that a 5 year old can't do certain things, and that my 2 1/2 year old is still a toddler, not a big boy like his brother.  I need to figure out how to unwind my springs and get back to the happier me.  Slowly I am beginning to remember what it was like to not be stressed all the time - the other day the boys were outside playing, in the dirt and mud where they could find it, normally I would have been upset that they were getting all dirty and tracking dirt in the house (that was cleaned that morning), but instead I sat down and watched them, then even joined them in the mess, and it was fun. Granted I had to clean the floors the next morning again, but oh well, life goes on and those floors will be cleaned a million times before I'm gone.  I'm glad you enjoyed your trip and got to watch your son be himself, that's what melts your heart and pat yourself on the back for doing such a great job with your children.

posted by pedigo328 on May 8, 2008 at 02:12 PM

Stress free life. What? Heh, at 19 I can't even have that, but then again that's my choice. I choose to go to college full time, and of course I have to work to live (mommy and daddy doesn't support me anymore, which is understandable.) That's why I love to go out and play some golf, or go out motorcycle riding, snowboarding, or whatever it is. I feel free, and the only thing I have to worry about is how I'm going to hit the next ball, go through the next corner, or get off the ski lift. It's a free feeling, that of which we could all have again that is always there, and won't or doesn't disappear.


posted by Christina on May 8, 2008 at 02:31 PM

Every day when my son gets out of Kindergarten, I ask him how his day was, what he ate, who he played with. The answers are most likely going to be "Fine, Nothing and No One". GRRRRR So that is why I so enjoy working in his classroom each week.  It gives me a chance to observe as others do and see how he interacts with his peers. So interesting!

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