Home Base is a Safe Place

 

What makes a home safe for children?

There are a plethora of items in the retail world that contribute to such a task. Child gates, anti-tip appliance straps, drawer and cabinet locks, electrical outlet caps, etc. are all examples and viable options of such items that a parent may take to ensure their young ones are protected. (The Safest Line is a fabulous resource for Child Safety.) Having a 5, 7 and 9 year-old, a majority of these measures have served their purpose and staying safe has morphed into something more.

Home Base for my sweet Munkees (aka my children) is a Safe Place in that my focus is open communication. It’s at these tender ages that children truly discover their social aptitude. Interpersonal associations are taking shape and peer pressure is rearing its beautiful/ugly head. The discoveries and interactions now, influence those in their future. It’s imperative the relationship I have with my children fosters trust and dependability with the cornerstone of mutual respect (in which all else is built upon). I’ve been where they are; I’ve experienced the growing pains of adolescence. And while they inevitably need to find their own way, being available to extend a spot of guidance or impart a sliver of wisdom, when asked, is my ultimate objective.

Opening the lines of communication, I conduct Family Meetings (typically monthly). A round table meeting at our rectangular dining table. I’m interested in what is happening in their lives. I want to know how they feel about their responsibilities around the house, school, their teachers, peers, football, lacrosse, and whatever else comes up. Where do they see us venturing on our next family vacation or what culinary concoctions are up their sleeves? How they are coping with being the product of divorce and what struggles are they encountering on a daily basis are popular topics as well. I want them to be able to talk about anything, everything and at will. I plan to continue this throughout their minor years.

These meetings, coupled with informal communication, attention and love, are my arsenal to keep my youngsters as safe as possible ~ emotionally and perhaps even physically. As they grow older, encountering new milestones and obstacles, it is my hope that they are properly equipped themselves and know they have a support system in me.

That’s the plan anyway… 😀

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Word of Whenever

Back to Basics. Slang, no más.

It’s all about expanding your Vocabulary…


abscond [ab-skond]

~verb (used without object)

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To depart in a sudden and secret manner, especially to avoid capture and legal prosecution.

The cashier absconded with the money.

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Thank you, dictionary.com. How I love thee…

Check. Check. Smile.

It has been awhile since I have addressed the Bucket List

Over the course of merely 2 weeks, I was able to cross off 2! (The fact it’s taken me nearly 2 months to write about it? Well, I’m just trying to keep the deux theme going…)

I may also mention that both were in the company of Romeo. Double score! (I have an inkling that we’ll  be seeing a pattern in that arena.)

First Item: Cutting down my own Christmas Tree.

Yep, Romeo and I had been eyeballing a fabulous (Charlie Brown on steroids) pine on the vacant lot adjacent to our digs. It was roughly two weeks prior to Christmas when we stole into the night to claim our coniferous evergreen. Armed with a Maglite®, drywall saw (baha) and childlike enthusiasm, we made our way over and Operation: Tree Acquisition ensued.
Our tree is the most beautiful tree I’ve ever had. I use “is” because it’s still up. Yes, I know it’s February. I can’t seem to break it down… I’m emotionally attached to it. (Romeo and I’s first tree on top of the sentimental value of cutting it down ourselves.)

Second Item: Cross-country Road-trip.

East coast to west coast, baby! Seriously, this homeland traverse was extraordinary. Commingling previous steps with the untrodden improved and created new memories that will forever be treasured. From the east coast of FL to the west coast of CA, Romeo and I ate, laughed, kissed and savored everything in between.

Two more down, so many to go…

Turn It Up

“We laugh until we think we’ll die,
Barefoot on a summer night
Nothin’ new is sweeter than with you”

~ Edward Sharpe & The Magnetic Zeros