Mothers’ Day and Fathers’ Day Gift Idea

In my other Mothers’ Day post, I talked about readjusting my Mama Day expectations.  But, I wanted to share what has consistently been my favorite gift on Mother’s Day. (Although I did get a Buzz Lightyear sculpted out of fun tack this year, so that’s pretty tough to beat.)

I started this when my daughter was two, I think, and now I have a collection of these, which I treasure.  It’s a simple questionnaire asking questions about me.  In the past I’ve had other people help do these with her and fill it out.  My biggest advice (because I’ve done Father’s Day ones too) is to NOT ask many guiding questions.  Kids, especially young kids, tend to latch on to what you’ve said.  For instance, if I say, “What’s Dada’s hair like?”  and I start listing too many examples without pausing and just seeing what comes, I could be missing out.  I might start listing examples, like dark, light, long, short.  And she might just agree and say, “Yeah, light.”  But if I just pause, my daughter often comes up with her own very creative descriptions that I hadn’t even thought of, like “Dada’s hair is beautiful.”      Make sense?

Other tips:

–I try to make sure to NOT redirect her answers too much or laugh at them.  If she says she thinks Dada is 17, I simply write it down.  A hundred and ninety years old?- Sure.  I don’t want her to get self-conscious about the answers as we go.

–Although it can sometimes be tough for a kid to ever be in the right mood for this kind of stuff, I definitely back off when my daughter seems cranky about it.  Or, I sneak some of the questions into our daily conversations and jot them down.  “What do you think Dada’s favorite place to go is?” etc.

–Last year, I had used Calligraphr (no “e”) to print out blank font sheets, which I had our daughter fill out.  So, when I printed out the questionnaire this year, I was able to print it using her font!  (Not shown here)  If your child is writing, consider building a custom font for projects like this.

 

Along with the questionnaire, I print out a blank oval frame for our daughter to draw a portrait.  I used to draw little borders around them, etc., but now our daughter likes to do this herself.  And while our Pinterest/Facebook world usually loves to have preprinted cutesy things to share online, usually prefer something the kids decorate themselves.

 

This is such a simple gift, and yet, it brings such happy tears and laughter every year.  Whether you’re filling one out for a partner or yourself or pulling aside your friend’s kids to do one for her or him, it’s really so worth it.
(Please feel free to use these PDFs for your own priceless gifts, but please do not sell or share, and please link back.  Thank you so much!)

 

 

Mothers’ Day

These last couple years, Mothers’ Day has become THE number one day I’ve looked forward to most all year.  I was trying to figure out why that is.  And I realized it’s because every other holiday of the year, as a parent, is just MORE work.  Christmas, Easter, 4th of July, even St. Patrick’s Day, just involve more on my to-dos to make the day special for the kids.  And while my birthdays are a great chance to reflect on life, they usually go by a bit unnoticed or carry a bit of that, “Oh. My. Goodness.  Where did the last six (or insert-your-kids’-ages-here) years go?” sort of wake-up call.

Last year was my first year with two kiddos, and I cannot tell you how much I anticipated this blessed Mama Day “holiday.”  I had a list of wishes that I shared with my husband–nothing fancy, but a takeout meal from a certain restaurant or a bath without kids pounding at the door, that sort of thing.  Unfortunately, with little ones, those seemingly simple wishes just don’t always happen.  So, this Mother’s Day, I’ve set the expectation level very low.  And I had this sudden thought this morning that as much as I’d love Mama Day to be all about getting my every wish granted, or at the very least not having to deal with the tantrums and poppy diapers of everyday life, maybe I can reframe the day.  Maybe, just maybe, I can see it instead as a day for me to really stop and look at mamahood with new eyes.  Perhaps this is my day to really recognize these amazing blessings.  To laugh, instead of shout.  To hug, instead of scold.  To pause and really BE with my family and BE in the role of mama, instead of waiting for them to go to sleep so I can have my “me time.”

Does this mean I don’t still look forward to a day…someday…when I can get an honest to goodness nap or a day without any battles about getting in the car?  Well, no.  I still think that would be flipping awesome.  But, until then, I’m gonna try to see this day for what it is.  A day about embracing motherhood–spills, tears, messes, and all.

My friend sent me this article this morning, which cracked me up. I don’t love the website with all its annoying ads, but the cartoons are rather spot on.   One of my favorite bits was this: “The slight downside with little kids is that Mothers’ Day is really about opening the cards and gifts. After that, it reverts to a normal Sunday, with the kids needing things from you.”  Shannon Hale, of course, has some great thoughts on Mothers’ Day as well.

I also read this sweet article with responses from different mamas about what they would most want for Mamas’ Day.  It got me thinking about what my “perfect” day would be like.  And, as much as I adore my little munchkins, I gotta say that I would really just love for my kids to be able to hibernate safely for a day so I could catch up on stuff, get more than 3 hours of sleep in a row, go for a walk, read a book, spend time with my husband, work on family albums, have some quiet to think, that kind of thing.  Maybe they could hibernate for a whole week…?  (And all of this, of course, goes completely opposite from all my waxing poetic above about reframing Mothers’ Day, but there it is.)

Anyway, Happy Mamas’ Day to all you lovely mamas!  Hopefully we can all find at least one blissful moment today to take a quiet breath and remember how very blessed we are.

Mama Pins on my Pinterest

P.S.  Being someone who is very hung up on getting punctuation correct when my brain is able to, I have always been in conflict about the placement of the apostrophe in Mothers’ Day.  Some say it isn’t needed at all, because the day doesn’t actually belong to mothers.  I have to disagree.  Anyway, above, I’ve tried to use Mother’s Day when referring to my own personal experience with the day and Mothers’ Day when referring to it as a general day for all mamas.

Our Magical Visitors and Their Fonts

When our first-born was a baby, I didn’t know how I felt about having Santa visit our house.  I discussed it with my husband and close friends. I read articles about it. I hemmed and hawed it.  Fortunately, those babies give us time to make such decisions.  One of the best pieces of advice I got was that if we did choose to have Santa and the Easter Bunny in our home, we should make a game of it in other times and “play” that we are these characters.

By the time our girl was nearing two, I was giddy with excitement to see her reaction to a visit from St. Nicholas.  Apparently, the decision had been made.  She took on the “play” element with zero prompting from us.  On holidays, we are each instructed by our little director when it’s our turn to “be” Santa, or whomever has recently stopped by.

Now, we have no less than 7! magical visitors.  (How did that happen?)  And while I’d made all sorts of promises to keep it simple and not add to the deception, there are definitely ways I have lapsed on this.  Everyone has their own forms of this, of course; I mean if you’re going to do it, you might as well have some fun, right?  While we don’t do any footprints or costumes or ringing bells, we definitely have gone farther than I had planned.  I had hoped to reflect any questions about these visitors back to our daughter.  “How do YOU think Santa gets down the chimney?”  etc.  And while I usually keep to this rule in person, everything changes when the questions are asked in a direct letter; those magical visitors can’t help but answer.  So now, each visitor has quite an elaborate backstory, which is a combination of our daughter’s long list of questions and her mama’s excitement.  And, as our girl is beginning her reading and writing journey, I couldn’t just have these visitors write their letters in recognizable print.  So, while I’d love these letters to be handwritten, they are way too lengthy to do so in special writing.  Thus was born our Magical Visitors’ Fonts.

I am fortunate to have an incredible stock of scrapbook paper, and after researching some fonts, here’s what we’ve got:

Our leprechauns and their font (They actually do handwrite this font with green whiteboard marker on mirrors and tubs.)

Our Easter Bunny and her font

Our Switch Witch and her font

Our St. Nicholas and his font

Our Christmas Kindness Elf and her font

Our Santa and his font

Our Tooth Fairy and her font (She originally had a different font, but she writes so very tiny that it had to be changed.)

I hope some of these links can help another mama or dada who might be in a pickle trying to figure some of this out!

 

You might also like:

Switch Witch
Tooth Fairy
Christmas Kindness Elf
St. Nicholas
Leprechauns
A New Holiday Helper

Before We Say “Goodnight”

Before We Say “Goodnight” by Hank Frazee

Father of three kids and insurance agent by day, Mr. Frazee tells a real-life bedtime story to his kids every night, which he has calculated to be over 8,000 stories. This entertaining, quick read is a convincing argument for the importance of sharing life stories with your kids. While many families, including the author’s, believe in the importance of reading books to children before bed, Hank suggests there is also much to be gained by including a story about your own life. It’s a great opportunity not only for your children to snuggle close with you and learn from the way you structure your stories, but also to help them learn about their family’s history and perhaps be comforted in knowing that you faced similar challenges, embarrassments, and joys.


I have to say that when I first read through this book, I was immediately on board with the idea but thought that I couldn’t possibly have enough stories to share. I racked my brain only to come up with memories of accidents and humiliating moments from my life, not the kind of thing to lull my young daughter to sleep. But Mr. Frazee offers tips, ideas, and a few pages of story prompters to help the reader embark on this journey. It took a little bit of reflection for me. But, notebook in hand, (which Hank suggests you won’t necessarily need), I slowly began jotting down ideas of real-life stories I could tell. And once I began this process, I really started to “get it.” The stories didn’t have to be long or even highly entertaining. They could be stories from my own experiences or other family members’. I now have pages of ideas. Mr. Frazee’s book really has been an inspiration.

Now, years after my first reading of his book, I realize just how much this book has changed the way I parent.  Storytelling plays a central role in our each and every day, whether they be stories from our long-distant past, stories from our day, or stories from books or movies my kids have yet to experience.  With more and more practice, storytelling has become second nature for me, and has been a huge part of bonding with my kids.  Thank you, Mr. Frazee

A Few of My Favorite Dolls

I believe a doll is a very special thing.  “Dollar dolls” or dolls from generic corporate America don’t necessarily interest me.  Neither do ridiculously expensive dolls, be they American Girls or Waldorf treasures.  I’m kind of in between these two extremes, I guess.  My goal is always to find a doll I love from a place I love too.

My kids have way too many dolls.  Life has exploded with them, and while I used to be able to exert some power over what stayed and what was given a new home, my daughter is older now and is head-over-heels for any stuffed animal or doll that comes our way.  I thought about trying to limit our dolls and animals at one point, but watching our girl love and care for each one is really heart-warming.  There are other areas I can put my foot down.

I caved and found a huge toy chest for all the dolls, although they are usually rotating through various areas of our home.  Our daughter is not particular on the doll issue at all; she treats each one as if it was the most special doll in the world.  I love that.  But I’ve found that I’ve acquired a list of my favorites that we either own or I wish we did…

Bonnika doll She really is a doll. I just might love Bonnika more than our daughter does, and I love the PattyCake Doll company.

Fay and Fox doll from Etsy This Etsy store is based out of Greece, making the shipping a little steep. But, oh, how I am loving looking at the precious items in this store!

A Button and a Stitch dolls from Etsy Don’t own any of these…yet.  I am in love with all of them. How would I choose?

Under the Nile Adam doll Santa brought this as the gift to our son last year. I love this sweet little boy doll.

Lizzie fairy doll by JellyCat Grandma bought this for our girl at one of our favorite local gift shops. Lizzie is one of my favorite dolls we have. With her crazy blonde hair and her fairy ballet outfit, she reminds me a lot of another girl I know…

Peter from Snowy Day doll You can find Peter a lot of places, but I’m always willing to suck it up and pay the extra for an independent, awesome company. I love Snowy Day and fell in love with this doll as soon as I saw him.

And, while I usually prefer cloth dolls, the Corolle baby appeared one Christmas from Santa (who had found her at an independent toy shop), and I LOVE holding this doll.  It’s like holding a tiny baby.