Ayla enjoying a sudden rain shower while my clothes on the line get an extra rinse.
My house is not media-free by a long shot. After a long day, we have been known to have an iCarly or Mythbusters marathon, on Netflix. Usually with 1-3 girls climbing all over Papa's lap and shoulders. The girls are free to watch Netflix or play on the computer or Wii when and how long they like. A good antidote to the "what if they do nothin' but veg in front of the TV" fear, is to provide lots of other, more exciting, things to do, and also to look at what they are learning from what they are watching / playing.
planting lavender, currants, and climbing roses. (Gotta love a princess that isn't afraid of hard work, and even one that is ;-)
They are also free to eat when they are hungry and what they are hungry for. And, contrary to what one might expect, they don't gorge on candy and sweets. Given the choice between a hard-boiled egg, frozen strawberries, sliced kohlrabi, dried pineapple, popcorn or candy, Camille's not likely to choose the candy because she loves all of those other foods better. When something is freely available the need to gorge is not there, because the fear of "not enough" is what causes over-indulgence in the first place. Also, plenty of fresh, healthy, appealing food from the garden and CSA farm share make "eating well" irresistible.
This goes for adults as well. I had coffee and a Little Debbie Oatmeal Creme Pie cookie for breakfast, and a garden salad with pan-roasted beets and freshly fermented kimchi for lunch. A balance, of sorts.
Despite my original intentions, some of our toys are plastic. Some of them light up and make noises. Some are in the shape of a water gun, or foam sword. If they create joy, they are welcome here.
Ayla loves her car that lights up, chimes, and sings "bright and merry, I'm a magical fairy."
Sometimes we yell, cry, get grumpy, say unkind words, slam a door, but throughout it all we love, live, forgive, and accept each other in all of our unique ways, with all of our glorious imperfections.
And for that, I am ultimately grateful.
When given the choice between fear and limits, or joy and abundance, I choose the latter.