Monday, February 21, 2011

A year ago today . . .

It's GrandBoy's first birthday! This time last year we were at the hospital - two of us doing all the work (one pushing for all she was worth, the other fighting his way out), Dad was counting and coaching, and GrandMary was on photo/video and whatever-else-was-needed duty. So now we celebrate one whole year.

A whole houseful of people partied with Liam yesterday - family, little friends, big friends - and it was a fun, splendiferous event. He held up well, stayed in good spirits, and only had to be hosed off once (after the destruction of the birthday cake).

It's been a wonderful year. This sweet little boy has blessed our lives beyond measure. As his GrandMary I wish him years of health, happiness, friendships, learning, faith, and love.

Happy Birthday, dear Liam! We love watching you grow!

Monday, February 14, 2011

King of Hearts


Happy Valentine's Day 2011!

Saturday, February 5, 2011

The Pragmatic (Grand)Parent

Outrageous parenting styles have gotten out of hand. I know I'm a Grand and have outgrown my right to have any say in the business, but sheesh! Tiger Moms? Helicopter Parents? Attachment Parenting? Hot-saucing? Really? Really? Does everything have to be so extreme, even child-rearing?  Well, at the risk of being labeled an old fuddy-duddy, here's my two-cents' worth. I call it Pragmatic Parenting.

The Pragmatic Parent has three goals:
  1. Keep the child safe and healthy.
  2. Raise a person who can function emotionally, intellectually, culturally, and creatively in the wider world and within the family.
  3. Build a relationship of love, trust, and respect, while teaching personal responsibility (actions have consequences) and independence.
Now, there is no one bright and shining way of achieving the Pragmatic Parent goals. You may need a little Tiger Mom one minute, Attachment Parent the next, and a full-range of other styles - often made up on the spot - throughout any given day. Hence the word "pragmatic." (But NEVER hot-saucing! Never.) And you know what? Sometimes (many times) you're going to mess up. Welcome to life on earth.

I realize that good old-fashioned common sense is out of favor right now. And let's face it, common sense does seem to be in short supply, from government to banking to education to walking on a crowded sidewalk. However. If you find yourself running low on common sense, just keep repeating the three goals of the Pragmatic Parent. I really believe you'll figure it out.

And if your kid has a gift for playing the guitar and not the piano or violin, if s/he wants to go to a slumber party, or if you need to use a stroller, well, darn it, go with it. I don't see any of those things breaking the rules of practicality or causing the downfall of civilization.

Now, give that sweet baby/child/teen a hug. Or send 'em to their rooms. Whatever makes the most sense right now.

Thursday, February 3, 2011

A Little Off the Sides, Ma'am

GrandBoy has conquered another milestone: his first haircut.

It was an emergency job after a "little trim" went slightly awry. 'Nuff said. (But that little baby-mullet just had to go!)

Anyway, off we pranced to Pigtails & Crewcuts, where wonderful vintage peddle cars take the place of standard barber chairs, providing just enough distraction to allow the wielding of scissors. Our little guy was in a yellow taxi.

Turning the steering wheel and munching animal crackers kept him oblivious to the action taking place up on his head. 

Fortunately, Liam is blessed with a headful of dark hair, so he had plenty to spare.

And now - voila! - a big boy haircut! That's our guy!