Mom’s toys

Do you know what is the main "charm" of maternal life? This is responsibility for everyone and for everything. For health, development, education, the appearance of children. For order in the house and the food of the family. For her own professional activities, if mother is forced or wants to work. I sometimes bend under this responsibility. And even when the lion approaches him to play with him, I perceive it as a call to fulfill my duty: "I have to work out with the child."

And now the child drags me his stock of cars and makes me roll, and I either serve the service, or try to switch it to the correct developmental games prescribed by the methods. Frankly, both options are quite sad. More precisely, they passed. Until the duty has turned into a vacation for me. Of course, no one came with a magic wand and did not make a conversion miraculously. I just allowed myself not to “study with the child”, but to play games and toys, as in childhood.

“Mom plays,” it sounds somehow unsalually, not in an adult way. But Leo was very happy to get the opportunity to get a full -fledged game comrade instead of a serious parent for a couple of hours a day and with pleasure allowed me to choose toys.

• Mom, let's go play cars!

• I don’t want to in the cars-this is a difficult and not interesting activity for me all these “trrr”, “bib-bib” and “ba-bah”. The lion plays perfectly in them perfectly, and Sasha supports him in this interest.

• What do you want?

• Paint and draw.

Sellers in our book, probably, consider me a very attentive parent. So long and with pleasure I choose coloring: so that the paper is white, the drawing is clear, the plot is interesting. After all, I choose them for myself. And the lion knows that there are "mother -in -laws and mother's pencil." And you can play them only with your mother.

Oh, what value they have for a child! The lion does not protect his own coloring and felt -tip pens - he melts, tears, loses, scatter. But when we sit down to draw together in “Mom's Books”, the child is trying in every possible way to justify high trust. Paints very carefully, along the contour, each time closes the cap and puts the felt -tip pen in the case (which was not behind it before).

During joint rice and I began to better understand the needs of the child. Here, felt -tip pens, for example, are not very convenient for Leo - he cannot control the pressure of pressure and quickly breaks them. The same problem with pencils. Paints to the child are interesting as an opportunity to play with water, just drive a brush on paper. But really drawing it is conveniently with gel handles - the rod is not pushed, the color is bright, the trace is clear. We bought the pens “like a mother” - a large set with many shades. Now they are special value - they are stored on a separate shelf (on the lion's initiative), are recalculated (a powerful incentive for mastering the account has appeared).

Behind the measured drawing process and my son and I have become much more. Leo showed attention to the plot of the picture, to trifles and details, began to be especially interested in shades of color. The child is studying, mom is distracted from work and households. A good combination!

I, so sin to hide, liked the "falling into childhood" so much that it was not done by some coloring. I began to look at the toy assortment with special interest - not only to please my son, but also myself. And the interests with Lev are different - he specializes in cars, but I (boasting) bought myself a healthy set for the sandbox - with locks, towers and gates. Now on the site I am not a “pass” of a child, but I am building cities from sand. Leo paves roads on them, kids are quickly concentrated around us, and mothers look at this business somehow strange.

Of course, we set an example for a bad thing, and the sandbox is exciting. Babies began to demand from parents the impossible - active participation in the games. But some mothers have already joined the construction brigade, now from the side you will not understand who is maintaining in the sandbox - children or adults.

And the most useful game for mom is the game “The House”. Now they are industrialized mini-tanks in which a baby can mink, but the pleasure is not right. But if you build a complex structure from the table, chairs and many bedspreads, it turns out a dugout, a den, a mink, and an Arctic winter. In such a shelter, we drag pillows and rugs, carry out lighting (small nightlight) and there we play mice, bears, polar explorers. Even Sasha, a thirteen -year -old undergrowth, takes part with pleasure: acts as a storyteller, invents and tells us thematic stories.

But the charm of the house is not at all in role -playing games and not in fairy tales, although it is pleasant and useful. Firstly, under the conditions of playing children, you can feed anything. Nareku soup with honey - and my cubs rush it so that it squeals behind my ears. I will inform you that we are polar explorers, a long winter is ahead, and the reserves are running out - and cottage cheese is in consumption, which Alexander can not be fed in peacetime.

The second important point - in the house you can mainly be in a horizontal position. For a tired mother, this is very helpful. Especially considering that Lev recently stopped loving to rest lying down, and he lies to sleep with indignation. And in the mink it goes with pleasure and there, under Sashin or mother’s fairy tale, falls asleep completely happy.

This is how selfish parental motives brought much more pedagogical benefits and just amenities than following serious methods. So I advise you from the heart: parents, fall into childhood, you will like it.

Elena Cherepitskaya .

To be continued...

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