Sheltering is Not a Bad Word

'Finbar watching TV' photo (c) 2006, giovanni_giusti - license: http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/2.0/Every Friday my syndicated column appears in a bunch of newspapers in southeastern Ontario. Here’s this week’s!

Parents are naturally protective. We moms always carry band-aids in our purses in case of boo boos. We warn our children to steer clear of strangers, to look both ways before crossing the street, and to wash their hands carefully in public restrooms. We want our kids to stay safe when it comes to any kind of physical harm.

Yet when it comes to life and relationships, many of us do the exact opposite. We believe that if you “shelter” kids, you’re dooming them to lives of geekdom and ignorance. Sheltering is seen as something cruel, perpetrated by strange, nerdy parents on their equally nerdy offspring, because those parents are scared that their children will wander too far from the nest. Trying to maintain some innocence on behalf of kids, or even some teenagers, is thus seen as bad parenting.

I’ve never really understood this. After all, there’s a world of difference between preparing your children for life and exposing them to that life too early. What happens when you’ve got tomato seedlings and you want to plant them outside? You shelter them, planting them on a cloudy day, so that they aren’t exposed to the rough world all at once. Sheltering is necessary with plants, and I think it’s necessary with our children, too. If we don’t shelter, we’re just letting our society raise our kids. And would you trust our Charlie Sheen “tiger blood” culture to do that?

Kids deserve to be kids, and that means they deserve to live a life where they’re learning, exploring, and playing, without feeling like they have to act like adults. They don’t need a boyfriend or a girlfriend. They don’t need to smoke or drink. They don’t need to understand sex jokes. But when we expose them to too much television; when we don’t monitor what we say in front of them; when we encourage them when they act in any way sexual; then we’re stealing their childhood. For an 8-year-old to be wanting a boyfriend because that’s what she sees on television is just plain stupid, and I don’t know why so many adults think it’s cute.

Yet we live in a world where innocent and naïve have become synonyms. Of course being naïve, and not knowing how the world works, is bad. But being innocent is a good thing! It is simply wrong for a ten-year-old to be swearing, chasing down the opposite sex, or telling rude jokes. Let kids watch too many adult themed movies, though, and that is what they are going to believe is natural and normal.

It’s not only an issue of values, though. It’s also simply a practical issue of time. I wasted much of my childhood and a ton of my adulthood on TV. I only started writing and speaking (which is now my career) when I got rid of the box. If you want children who are creative, talented, and smart, then perhaps limiting all the junk that comes in through the media is a good first step. Give them time to read good books, to practice an instrument, to dream up new worlds or new games. That’s ever so much better than watching a television show which is going to make them feel inferior if they’re not being pursued by the opposite sex.

We can’t shelter kids from everything bad, but we can certainly try to preserve their childhood. Monitor the television (or get rid of it). Spend more time as a family doing sports, reading books, or playing board games. Get involved in their schools. Just don’t let the media influence your kids too much. That’s not preparing kids for life; it’s abdicating the most important job you will ever have. And it truly is a shame that so many parents think that’s okay.

Don’t miss a Reality Check! Sign up to receive it FREE in your inbox every week!

DeliciousStumbleUponTumblrRedditPinterestShare

 Get Free Updates in Your Inbox


Photobucket

Have We Forgotten How to Be a Mommy?

'Leave It To Beaver 1959 ' photo (c) 2009, mem45414 - license: http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nd/2.0/Today I want to share some parenting thoughts I’ve been having lately, just to get them down and out of my brain. I may take these further later on, but let me start with a study I read.

Ohio State University did a study on childhood obesity, and found three things that were most correlated to protecting your child from obesity (ie. they don’t get fat). They were: eating dinner together as a family; reducing the amount of time children spend watching TV; and making sure they get regular and adequate sleep.

It was the last one that was mildly surprising; I guessed the first two off the bat, but I would have thought family exercise was more important than sleep. But no, sleep won out.

But then I began to think, what if these three things weren’t really the cause of less childhood obesity, but were instead the result of some other thing that they hadn’t measured, and it was actually that thing that was the cause? It seems to me that a family that eats dinner together regularly, that does not let their children watch a ton of TV, and that enforces bedtime is one that puts emphasis on order, on family life, and on parenting. And few families do that today. And the family that does that will also be one that makes sure their children do not develop unhealthy habits.

Here’s where my thoughts got really sad, though. Think about those three measures of good parenting: eating dinner together, limiting TV time, enforcing bedtime. Those are all rare today, but when I was a child, they were NORMAL. They were normal even for families one wouldn’t consider that good.

I grew up in a lower middle class neighbourhood to a single mother. All around me were kids in similar situations, or kids whose parents were struggling to make ends meet. Many kids in my school lived in apartments, not in houses. And yet I remember one of the big topics of conversation in grade 3 was who had what bedtime. Everyone had a bedtime!

When I was 11, I distinctly remember preparing for a debate with my mother to extend my bedtime a half hour. It had been 8:30, but Little House on the Prairie had new episodes on Monday nights at 8, and I wanted to see the whole thing. So I thought I should now be allowed to stay up until 9. I spoke, she listened.

And we always ate dinner together; everybody did. Few people had televisions in the kitchen or dining room, and the TVs only got a few channels anyway, and at dinner it was all news. Nobody could afford restaurants very often, so we all ate at the table. It was normal.

It’s like when you read the Ramona books by Beverley Cleary, which were largely written in the 1970s. They focus on a very lower middle class family in a small house who is struggling to get by. But the main focus in their family life is family meals, allowances, chores, discipline, and sharing bedrooms–all the things that we would call good parenting.

We seem to have this idea in our society that only the “rich” have time to parent well, and everyone else is just in chaos, but it was not always that way, and there is absolutely no reason for it to be so.

But something happened from the 1970s until now, and we have forgotten how to parent. Few people do even those basics anymore. They don’t know how to discipline. They don’t enforce bedtime. They don’t eat together; few even cook! And then we have rapid increases in many childhood “diseases” like obesity, ADD, and defiant personality disorder.

I am not saying that life was perfect in the 1950s or the 1970s; but I do think there was this cultural pull to parent appropriately, and everyone seemed to share an idea of what appropriate looked like. It was really only the incredibly dysfunctional families who did not do bedtimes.

Today it is the norm. Few of the my children’s friends had bedtimes when they were 8, even the kids at church. Few have chores. Few work for allowances. All the semblances of what would have at one time been considered normal are gone.

My husband grew up in a very blue collar family. His parents had grown up in rural eastern Canada, in large farm families, with no education. Yet my husband and his three brothers had bedtimes, family meals, and rules about the television.

What happened, though, was that although our generation grew up with that, we have not carried it on. We do not do it with our own kids, and what I want to know is, why? I have my theories, and here they are:

1. We parented well in the past as a residual of Christianity. We didn’t have Christianity anymore, but it still impacted the culture. As religion has decreased in our society, so have these cultural factors.

2. Entertainment has taken over. We don’t parent now because the purpose of life has changed. It is now to have fun and be entertained, and parents have bought into this. Parents spend just as much time trying to be entertained as children do.

3. Chaos is a factor in too many children’s lives. When so many kids don’t grow up with two parents, it’s hard to carry on what is “normal” family life. And the fewer and fewer people do it, the more those who are in intact families also stop doing the basics, because they’re no longer seen as basic.

I’m sure there are other things, but that’s all I can think of right now. So let me ask you: what do you think happened? Why did these basic parenting skills become so comparatively rare? And what should we do about it? I’d love to know what you think, because I may write more on the subject, and I’m still mulling it around myself!

DeliciousStumbleUponTumblrRedditPinterestShare

 Get Free Updates in Your Inbox


Photobucket

Should a Child’s Room be a Castle?

'Nursery-Rocker and Changing Table' photo (c) 2010, M Sundstrom - license: http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/2.0/

When my children were first born, I did something radical. I didn’t really decorate their room.

Part of it was a money issue; we had so little cash, and we were trying to save for a downpayment for a house. I thought putting our money into an apartment sized washing machine would be a far better use of our funds than buying cute little Noah’s Ark wall hangings.

But part of it was also a conscious choice. I figured they were babies; what did it matter what their rooms looked like, as long as they had a comfortable place to sleep with an interesting mobile above the crib to look at? So we bought a sturdy crib, a practical change table, and a rocking chair where I could feed them. Everything else was kind of boring. In fact, until my oldest was four we actually stored our Christmas decorations in their room, in a pile in the corner.

Here’s the clincher: I knew that throughout the day, they would be spending most of their time in the family room, not in their bedrooms. They would need to be where I was; so why put all kinds of money and time into a room that they really only used for sleeping? I wanted to keep the living room in our small house as fun for them as possible, so I often sacrificed some of the comfort in their bedrooms–where they rarely were–for the family space we all shared.

I think modern parents pay far too much attention to children’s rooms. We want to create a fairytale for them, but honestly, how important is that? I have seen 3-year-olds with televisions in their rooms. I have seen six-year-olds with video games and computers in their rooms. And it’s a big mistake.

When children hit the teenage years, they will need some privacy. Giving them a nice, bright, comfortable room where they can do homework, read, and practice an instrument or something is good.

When they’re 8, they don’t need that. What they do need is an incentive to be with the family. We spend far too much time in North America cocooning in our own individual places than we do hanging out, all together, in common space.

I respect the urge to try to create a comfortable home for your child; I really do. It is admirable to want to provide for your child and to nurture your child.

What I don’t agree with, though, is how our society comes to define “providing for” and “nurturing”. We think that this means that our kids should have access to all the latest gear. Really, I think nurturing our children means giving kids access to each other and to us. They need family far more than they need a television.

What happens when kids have a television in their bedroom? They sleep less. They gain weight. They score lower on reading and math tests. And perhaps most importantly, they’re more likely to start smoking and get involved in other delinquent activities, even controlling for all other factors.

While the health and educational factors are important, it’s that last one I want to talk about. When kids have televisions and computers in their room, they are more likely to make lifestyle and moral choices that you would not approve of. Why would you want your kids doing that?

And the reason they do that is because their lives have now become more and more separate from you. Kids with TVs in their rooms live in their rooms, not in the kitchen or the family room, where they can hang out with you. And perhaps just as importantly, they tend to live solitary lives, not lives with their siblings. If you’ve ever wondered why our kids squabble so much, perhaps it’s because they aren’t forced to play together or cure boredom together. Instead, they just retreat to their rooms to be entertained on their own.

I really can’t think of anything much more destructive in a family than encouraging your child to coccoon, all without you. Kids need input from us. They need conversation. They need meal times. They need to have fun! But we’re letting them grow up by themselves, in their wonderfully decorated room with every little gadget. It’s wrong.

This year my family started enforcing family games night. We’ve had it theoretically for years, but somehow other things often intruded: meetings or dinner engagements or kids’ activities. Not so now. It’s every Tuesday night. I’ve stopped accepting speaking engagements on Tuesdays (except this one, because I’m away for a whole week! But my family is playing without me!). The kids don’t work or get together with friends on that night. And that night we have a great dinner, and then pull out the board games and laugh and laugh altogether.

Let’s provide for our kids. Let’s give them a great living environment. But that environment should not be in their own rooms, where they’re encouraged to spend time far away from the rest of the family. It should be altogether.

I find that my girls need to talk about the stuff of life, but that conversation usually only comes after we’ve been together for a while. They need to be comfortable opening up. After we’ve been goofing around or chatting or cooking together for a little bit, suddenly out will come this torrent of feelings about friends, or youth group, or their futures, or whatever. But it only comes after that initial bonding time.

If your lives consist mostly of gathering the children for the practical functions of life, like putting food on their plates or collecting homework or ascertaining everybody’s schedules, and then you separate during your leisure times, I doubt that kind of opening up will happen. If your children hang out in their own rooms, rather than in the family room with siblings, I doubt great friendships will develop.

So here’s an idea: think about how you want your kids to turn out. What values do you want them to have? How do you want them to act? Now, does your physical home reflect those values, or are you undermining them? If your kids coccoon, you’re undermining them. And maybe it’s time for a readjustment.

What do you think? Does your family have a central place where you hang out? Where is it?

DeliciousStumbleUponTumblrRedditPinterestShare

 Get Free Updates in Your Inbox


Photobucket