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Go ahead, run with sticks! The things moms sometimes say.

There’s nothing that helps improve my mood better than spending time outside. Most of the time it doesn’t matter what I’m doing.

My best friend shares my love of the mountains, rivers, trees etc. Before kids we’d spend entire days out on our horses in the Idaho mountains often ending up taking a dip in the lake before heading home trying to beat the sun.

These days it’s a bit harder to get out in the great outdoors like that but when she suggested we explore the woods by her house and look for unique sticks to decorate with, I couldn’t resist! Neither one of us even considered the eight kids between us ranging in age from 3 months to 8 years. When mountain raised mom’s raise kiddo’s, you’d better believe they can hike with the best of us right from the womb.

Actually, it’s too often that we allow our circumstances to keep us from doing the things we love especially when those things (like hiking) can be so healthy for the kids as well. Truth be told, many times as mom’s we don’t think, “Hey, they can come too.” Instead we struggle with wanting babysitters or school to whisk them away and grow them up so we can get back to the things we once did. I’ve fallen into that trap, thinking that I have to just wait until my kids are grown.

I’m so glad she suggested the hike. We were on the mountain for a good couple of hours, exploring different tree species, wildflowers and of course running with sticks!

Thanks Deb, for reminding me that I don’t have to wait!  The kids needed it as much as we did.

So, what fun and free things can you do with your kids. Did you enjoy people watching at the mall before having kids? Grab a stroller, or two or three 🙂 and head to the mall.

I guess I realize now, as a “maturing” mom (haha) that loneliness, isolation, the “I can do it myself” mentality STINKS! Get out and do something with other moms. Raid the local Starbucks, visit the library, swing in the rain. The “rules” we make about nap times and overstimulation (I’ve decided) are a bunch of hooey! Though I have to say, I’ve been down those roads before. But, as many of you know, I’ve also been down the Postpartum Depression road TWICE. Much of it may have been avoided had I just gone out and done something rather than sit at home making sure everyone had a perfectly scheduled day.

When Deb and I get together now we bring fruit and cheese sticks, taquito’s or sandwiches and just spend the day. If we run out of diapers, we share. If someone wets their pants we get them something to wear and if socks never come back, life goes on.

Here is a cute recipe my bestfriend sent home with me for my frig. It sums it up perfectly.

Recipe for Preserving Children

  • 1 large grassy field
  • 6 (or more) children in assorted sizes
  • 3 small dogs (give or take)
  • 1 narrow pebbly brook
  • 1 hot sun
  • flowers
  • deep blue sky

Mix the children with the dogs and empty into the field, ,stirring continuously. Sprinkle the field with flowers. Pour the brook gently over the pebbles. Cover all with a deep blue sky and bake in hot sun. When children are well browned, they may be removed. They will be found ready to be put away to cool in the bathtub!


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Toddler walking or talking late, walking or talking early, whatever! Smart kids don’t always start first.

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I’ve got four kids, is it weird that I’m obsessing over when my littlest walks?  She is 15 months and only just started walking.  Yesterday she had an audience and she finally said, “Today’s the day.”  Well not really, talking is another thing she hasn’t been eager to do though she does some sign language.  Ever since she has been toddling around.  I was beginning to wonder what is up with her!

The other day her biggest brother spotted a cute little pair of brown loafers.  Do the “kids” even call them that these days.  Boy, I sound old!  At any rate, cute little brown shoes with a strap across the front and a light pink flower.  He said “Sister needs a pair of shoes Mom.”

To which I answered a bit annoyed, “No she doesn’t, she doesn’t even walk!”

Yesterday when she started walking Thing One said, “Look Mom, now we should buy her those shoes for Christmas!”

It’s funny that I was so worried because come to think of it my kids have all walked at drastically different times.  They all seem fine now.  Unless it worries you that one stands on his hands, another does backflips off the bed and my four year old rides a motorcycle.   Okay maybe the walking thing isn’t the only indication of a successful toddler career.

Will she be denied acceptance into prestigious colleges on her late walking challenge?  On the other hand maybe it is an asset.  I mean Thing Two walked just before his 10 month birthday.  Wow!!!  Except with both walking and talking, he was very awkward!  He did the monster walk for ages and often fell down.  If anyone was going to have long term problems it would be my dare devil second born, who does EVERYTHING early and with great difficulty. 🙂  We couldn’t understand a word he said for a long time but he is the most mechanical of all my kids.

Very smart too, he learns by osmosis.  Did I tell you about his Kindergarten exit exam designed to be taken at the beginning of the year to help the teacher (me in this case) determine what needs he has.  Well, he aced it.  The only thing yet to master?  Skipping.  Last year I didn’t teach him a single thing on purpose, I was focused on surviving PPD and caring for my new infant along with homeschooling my oldest for the first time.  He literally learned to read by soaking it all in while coloring monster trucks all year.  I’m an AWESOME teacher! 😉

The oldest?  Well, he is detail oriented to the max.  A guy after my own heart except when it comes to his closet but that’s another story.  It took him longer to walk as well.  He neither walked nor talked until he figured he had it mastered.  We decided that he “practiced” during his nap and only pulled out the stops when he knew he’d wow the crowd and never before.  The kid seriously “talked” with his mouth closed almost to his second birthday.  When he finally opened his mouth, full sentences came out!  But for my oldest, while he loves to learn the process doesn’t always come as easily as it does for Two.

Thing One struggles to do things right and psyches himself out while Thing Two trusts his instinct and isn’t afraid to mess up.  Pee Wee, the youngest has it figured out, “wait for an audience” and Bubba, the youngest boy survives on his innate ability to make people laugh. He is a born story teller.  Hmmm, is that like anyone I know?


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