… to not scrimping on toilet paper. Don’t buy the cheap stuff!
… to shoe repair
… to sometimes choosing comfort over cost (in our case, setting the winter thermostat a few degrees higher, oil costs be damned!)
… to naps
… to reading the Travelzoo e-mails even though you know darn well you’re not taking any fabulous vacations in the near (or even not-so-near) future
… to stalking friends’ baby and wedding registries (live vicariously, I say!)
… to sometimes facing the 6am sleepies because you were up way too late reading a great book
… small, everyday kindnesses
… to air fresheners – this includes scented candles (I know, blasphemy!)
… to silk flowers (with rare exceptions)
… to fake sugars
… to Tom Brady – I’m supposed to like him, but I just don’t. And I think he looks like Lurch from The Addams Family:
… to fake butters
… to most commercials whose demographic is 25-34 year-old males
… to baby/kid books that are shorter than the blurbs on their back covers (and while I’m at it, I am also firmly against the terrible, stumbling rhymes found in way too many kiddo books – moth/move? flush/whoosh? Argh!)
… those weird cotton tops that look beaded, tie-dyed, and printed all at once. Overload.
… any color diamonds other than clear.
I try to be a relaxed Mama. But I’ve found myself saying “no” a lot lately. Granted, Mr. Pumpkin Pickle is almost 17 months old, loves to climb and test limits. He is creative and fun. But I’ve realized there are too many “no’s” lately. I’m vowing here and now to try to be better about embracing “yes” or even “sure, go ahead and try that.”
Of course, I try to keep him safe, and teach him right from wrong. But I noticed that I was saying “no” because whatever he was doing, or about to do, was inconvenient for me. For example, he loves to move shoes around the house, lining them up, stacking them up, knocking them down, hiding them in the cat food bin. I was telling him “no” because shoe wrangling and round-up was turning into an annoying part of my every day routine. But through his shoe play, he is exploring balance, order, and matching – isn’t that what he is supposed to do? So I’m vowing to pick my battles more carefully, to encourage his exploration even if it means a little more work for me. I’m not going to say “no” just because he is doing something that is going to make a small mess or inconvenience me. I will say “no” to teach him manners and kindness, keep him safe and avoid huge messy disasters (like the Cheerio incident from the other night!). Otherwise, I am embracing the “sure, try that!”