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Toddler in Glasses – Not so Cute for the Parents

Tuesday, July 28th, 2009

Well, my daughter Lain has had her glasses for about 3 months now.  Although I knew it wouldn’t be a picnic, I had no idea what we would be in for.  If you think it is a hassle having glasses yourself, try being the parent of a toddler with glasses.  I feel like I have a third child to keep clean,  safe from harm, and keep track of at all times.

No, it was no surprise that the little girl who gets food combed out of her hair every night would get food on her glasses.  But my little girl loves her glasses, so she is always touching them, taking them off, and putting them back on.  Even if her fingers aren’t coated with cheese, soggy crackers or peanut butter, they still leave smear marks and the cutest little fingerprints.  All of this is very difficult to remove.  I use lots of eyeglass cleaner and rub with the special cloth until the glass heats up.  Then I try to perch them carefully on her tiny nose.  This causes a ear-piercing shriek as she indicates that she wants to put them on all by herself.  She carefully takes them by the stems, puts them over her ears and then carefully grabs the lenses with all her fingers to push them up the bridge of her nose.  This procedure leaves prints on both sides of the lenses. The only thing I can do is wipe the outter lenses while they are on her face and leave the inside glass prints alone.  To take them off again and clean would only result in a repeat of the above.

Cleaning the glasses is not only time-consuming but needs to be done a hundred times a day.  I hate to compromise on my child’s sight.  I mean, helping her see better is the whole reason she has these glasses.  But I have other demands on my time.  I have no choice but to limit the cleaning pf them to once or twice an hour and the rest of the time let her run around, focusing on objects through smears, crusty marks, and fingerprints until I have a free moment or she runs into the wall.

On the bright side, I think I am luckier than many parents of children with glasses.  She loves wearing them, and so she keeps them on most of the time. There is only a time or two a day that I have to track them down or pick them up before she sits on them or leaves them where her brother might accidently step on them.

She is also very gentle with her things, including her glasses.  However, she is a toddler. ..forgetful and clumsy.  She has had the glasses for 3 months and we have taken them in to be adjusted and repaired 3 times!  The last time was a close call when she tripped and landed on her face.  Her poor chubby face barely saved her glasses from total annihilation.  Not without a price, as they cut up the area around the outside of her eye.  She got healing kisses from Mommy and then we rushed off to the eye doctor.  Or I should say, the eyeglass repair place in the eye doctor’s office.  After her fall and being comforted by Mommy, she tried to put the glasses back on.  When she realized that they were too broken to wear,  a fresh outburst of tears started up again.  So off to the eyeglass place to have them repaired ASAP.

Here we are today.   The glasses are repaired and in their place of honor on her dresser while she sleeps.  Three months into a life-time of Lain wearing glasses.  I know that this is only the beginning of the story.  We have yet to venture into eyeglasses with sports, teasing, contact lenses, and fashion. Look here in the future for the continuation of our adventures with Lain’s glasses.

My First Post: What Is Right for Me Is Not Right for Everyone

Tuesday, July 21st, 2009

windswept_w1280_cw1280_ch1024_cx0_cy0Finally, my first post.  I did have to summon up some courage to write my thoughts down and post them on the web because it has been a long time since I journaled.  But I love the idea of sharing my life with friends and family.  Especially those who live far away or whom I don’t get to see very often.

I do want to let readers know that while my family and I are conventional in many ways, there are a few unconventional ideas and practices in parenting which we have (ie: extended breastfeeding, homeschooling).  We believe strongly in these unconventional practices for our family and often find ourselves having to defend and explain these ideas.  However, I want everyone to know that as much as we may believe in these, we do understand that they may not be right for everyone.   I support everyone in their choices when they are made in the best interest of their family.  I believe my children would turn out fine if they weren’t breastfed for longer than one year or homeschooled.    However, we felt that these things might increase our children’s mental/physical health and well-being as well as work well with the way our family is set-up, and so that is why we pursue them.  I am not a super-mom, and I go through many periods of self-doubt and questioning about my parenting as I am sure you all do.  I am just trying to do the best I can.

I look forward to writing and having you all follow along.   Hopefully, the antics of a stay-at-home, homeschooling mom will be enough to keep your interest!

grassROOTS church

Tuesday, July 14th, 2009

windswept_w1280_cw1280_ch1024_cx1280_cy0   John has been getting his religion patch for cub scouts by taking classes through a local church.  Last Sunday, we went there to watch him get his patch and to thank the people that taught him.

I’m not sure what I expected, but it was a very interesting experience.

grassROOTS church (as their myspace page refers to them) is very small and very informal.  After the cub scout ceremony where John got his badge and gave his thank-you card, they began the service with music.  The instructor for the cub scouts was the lead singer and guitar player.  A female singer and another guitar player backed him up.  I did not care for the music, but the singers and players did a good job with what they played and it felt very heartfelt.  But then the sermon began…

After the music, I was very uncomfortable.  I was worried that the sermon would be poorly worded (as I felt the music had been) or scary in some overly-evangelical or perhaps even cultish way.  I couldn’t have been more wrong.

Before I go on to describe the sermon I need to let you know a little about my background in Christianity.  I’ve been a Christian for as long as I can remember.  My Mom took me to mostly Lutheran type churches and my Grandparents took me to Baptist churches.  My Father taught religion classes and I probably get a lot of my overanalysis of sermons from him.  Usually, I’ll be quite critical of the average sermon saying that it was too easy or just a rehash of an idea that they’d presented before or I might observe that there was something possibly wrong or not thought out about it.  Not so in this case…

The sermon that we got to see last Sunday was personal, humble, made several points that seemed to strike a chord with both my wife and I, and was expressively and clearly delivered.  I have witnessed very few sermons that reach to such a high level and a handful that touch me personally.  We’re still committed to our church, but we are both glad such a gifted speaker and man of God is helping our community.

Father’s Day

Monday, June 22nd, 2009

windswept_w1280_cw1280_ch1024_cx2560_cy0I had just woken up on Father’s Day when my little toddler girl, Lain, came into the room.  Her beautiful smile and fun attitude were my first gifts.  Later, when I went downstairs my son, John F., gave me the greatest look that told me I was admired and appreciated.  Julia, my wife, wished me a great Father’s Day and had several surprises for me throughout the day.  My Mom came over later having already given me special gifts earlier.

I’m not one to brag; I don’t like to sound like I’m gloating and I don’t feel more special than others.  Just luckier.  But after a day like that I had to post to start out this family realm blog that I have the best family ever.  All my wildest dreams about my family life are satisfied and beyond.  I will appreciate these moments as best I can knowing that they are precious and incredibly rare.