Monthly Archives: February 2016

Do you have a “grazer”?

What is a “grazer” you ask? A child who wants to eat…  constantly.  We have  two of those.  Both of these children want to  eat ALL THE TIME. It takes up so much of the day to have them asking for things to eat and drink. Now, don’t get me wrong, I want my kids to eat. The problem is, if I fix them larger meals, they don’t eat it all. When they eat what they are interested in for the moment, the rest gets thrown to the dogs with fits of laughter.  The dogs have NO issue with this arrangement at all!

I, however, do not buy groceries to have them fed to the dogs, wasted, thrown away, etc. (the dogs are the crumb-catchers, don’t worry, they get enough).

My husband and I have tried to put them on a “schedule”, loosely, sort-of, but it always falls by the wayside when I am overwhelmed with so much to do, it’s just easier to just give them what they want, so they will sit down for 5 min. Sigh, there is my guilty admission. I give in too easy.

So my husband had THIS brilliant brainstorm:

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Divide up the day into snacks and meals. I had some scrapbook stickers to put on the clock at the decided times, and ta-da! NO MORE GIVING IN!

This has taken away the uncertainty of what to feed them when: a meal vs snack, when did I last give them something, when should they eat again? It is a routine, a no-brainer!

And guess what else? The kids don’t argue about waiting, much. They visually can “see” the next time they will have something to eat. AND… even though they can’t tell time yet, they are only 4 and 2, we have created an opportunity to teach them. WIN-WIN-WIN!

What are you “giving in” to just because it’s “easier”? Leave a comment below. Sign up to follow the conversation!

Blessings!

Julie (not a pampered princess)

You are doing ok.

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There are a few moments as a parent, that you get to see that, in fact…yes… you are doing, ok.

I experienced one of those moments today.

Our two and a half-year-old went into the kitchen and  was very quiet for, um, too long.  My husband went to check on him and found him carrying two cups of milk, carefully poured, barely a drop spilled on the floor.

May not seem like a big deal to some, but to me, it brought tears to my eyes. He had considered that his brother might also want a drink. So careful in pouring it out, not to make a mess. He poured equally, not giving himself more when he could have. Carrying  it  in to give to his big brother.

That moment, I saw independence, generosity, and consideration in him. Traits that even some adults could work on.

And my eyes teared, so proud of him, and us as parents, for that moment.

Yes, we are doing ok. And, so are you.

Blessings!

Julie (not a pampered princess)