My 12-year old son Michael is experimenting with claymation and this is his second short video.
For those who don’t know, claymation is animation using plasticine. This was how the film “Wallace and Gromit, Curse of the Were Rabbit” was made. Enjoy!
It happened again today at the pool. My son whined about swim team practice, got into the pool 10 minutes late, and got out of it 15 minutes early, saying he had to use the bathroom. While what seems like half the kids in town are cheerfully (and annoyingly) doing laps, sometimes even in the cold and rain, my kids spend the morning either hiding in the bathroom or negotiating with me to not do the practice for the day.
When it comes to activities I am actually a softie about imposing things on the kids. Schoolwork is a different story. Our kids are expected to do well and get high marks, and I don’t feel guilty at all being very strict about that. But with activities, to me, the kids should have fun and enjoy themselves, otherwise why sign up? And that’s where I have such an internal conflict, when for some reason or another, the kids resist the activities or sports we’ve signed them up for. Part of me wants to just say “Okay, you don’t have to do it today” because I don’t want them to resent whatever it is (piano lessons, karate, swimming etc.) in the long run if they feel forced to do it. And yet I also know that allowing kids to give up on things so easily and just watch TV or play computer games instead is not a solution either.
So whenever something like this morning happens, I am at a loss. If I could wave a magic wand I would make it so that my kids just always felt like doing their extra-curricular stuff. It actually doesn’t matter to me whether they are great at it or not. I can honestly say I am not looking for glory in that way or trying to live vicariously through them. Like most parents I want them to keep busy with things other than computer games, to be active and healthy and eventually find a passion for something that they can work at and feel a sense of achievement doing. And even if it’s not something they are passionate about, an hour and half of swimming a day in this beautiful hot summer weather surrounded by friends (instead of tv, tv and more tv in the basement) is just not torture, as much as my kids would sometimes like to claim it is.
So while part of me felt guilty about scolding my son for his attempts to not do his practice (especially in front of this woman who no doubt thought I was being very mean and why should I put him in practice if he’d rather not do it), another part was like, hang on, if I don’t expect him to do this, what else is he going to give up on or try to get out of in the future? Because he is a good swimmer who enjoys the water once he’s in it, it isn’t as though I expect him to perform to a high standard. But is it asking too much just to do an hour of laps when you’ve got the whole rest of the day, of the the summer, to crash, read, watch tv? I don’t think so!
And yet even while I write this I still don’t know what the right thing to do is. How much do you push a child to do things and be active and when do you step back in case it backfires? I wish I had the self-assurance of some other parents I know who feel their actions of imposing activities is absolutely 100% right. Maybe it’s because when I have done this in the past, a child has reacted in the complete opposite manner and lost all interest in that activity. Maybe my kids just aren’t joiners or team players.
Why are some children so self-motivated and others need constant coaxing? To all the parents of self-motivated kids, most of your work is done. You just need to support them in terms of driving them around and making sure there is balance in their life. The rest of us will continue to muddle along, always questioning our methods.
Here’s how today went:
8:00 am: Worked on some pages and sent a pdf to my editor.
10:00: Took the boys to the pool for their swimming lessons.
11:00: Drove Michael to Le Nichoir, a sanctuary for wounded captive birds.
11:30: Went to the grocery store with Alec and bought food for his birthday celebration with friends.
12:00: Back to the pool. While the boys practiced, I ran around the soccer pitch and kicked the ball into the net.
1:00 pm: Adult swim, lanes open, so I did 12 laps while the boys played soccer with their friends. Considering I never had a lesson growing up, have never swum more than 2 laps straight, and basically look like I am drowning when I do the front crawl, this is an achievement!
1:30: Back to the house, had lunch, made Alec’s birthday cake. Sent some e-mails to editors.
3:00: Left to pick up some of Alec’s friends and off to the movies to see “Karate Kid”. Boy do I love Jackie Chan.
6:00 pm: From the theatre, brought Michael to his soccer game, which he was late for. Also it was pouring rain. Dropped him off, and gave a friend of mine’s mum a lift back.
7:00: Daniel had a pizza supper waiting for Alec and friends and decorated the cake. His birthday celebration includes a sleepover. Why do we do this to ourselves?
9:00: In trying to get Mia to bed, told her a story about a little girl who never wanted to go to sleep. I think I’ll try writing an actual book!
9:30: Still singing to Mia, who is really tired. She requires me to sing 2 Carpenters songs each night before she goes to sleep.
10:00 pm: Got Alec and his friends dressed, teeth brushed and ready for bed. (this actually hasn’t happened yet but I am about to go down to the basement and interrupt their game of hockey. What fun.)
11:00: I imagine I will drop into bed, exhausted, without having put away 2 loads of laundry like I’d planned. Thank goodness Daniel did all the dishes, returned some stuff to the library and walked the dog.
It’s marinated chicken kebobs and green and red peppers on the BBQ with some white rice for supper tonight and ice cream cones for dessert. We’re sitting by the pond on our deck under the shade of a canopy. It’s a beautiful Sunday evening and life is simple and good.
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