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Go Ahead and Play, Honey

Go Ahead and Play, Honey

March 12, 2014 by Amy, Using Our Words 5 Comments

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I’m hearing a lot of grumbling this week about Day Light Savings. And at 6:15am, I totally get it. After all, we probably only have about a week or two honeymoon period where our kids actually want to hibernate a bit longer in the cozy 6 o’clock shadows. But it turns out the school’s clocks changed too. So we get up, grumbling through the darkness toward a new day.

And our new days? Well, lately they consist of school, baseball practice and games, basketball games, “ballet”, and Big’s religious education requirements as he prepares for his First Communion in a couple months. Oh, and homework. There’s some of that too. It seems we’re constantly rushing from one activity to the next, checking things off the list.

Don’t get me wrong, the kids love their activities, or we wouldn’t do them. Really. It’s just that with Little getting into the sports mix, and Big moving into more competitive play, it’s that much more driving and scheduling.

So last night, when we pulled into the driveway at 5:20pm, my first inclination was to rush the kids into the house. To get Big started on his homework, throw dinner on the table, and start the whole bedtime routine that feels about ten times longer when Lenny is on a business trip.

But a funny thing happened. Big’s friend — our neighbor — casually cruised up on his skateboard. And they started throwing the baseball around. Then his big sister showed up on her scooter. And, God bless her, she started playing with Pink. Before I knew it, their other sister was in our yard too, and a game of pick-up baseball — complete with cheering and laughing and squabbling — was in full effect. With the warm sun smiling down upon it all.

As it all started to unfold, the first thought I had was, I’d better text their mom to let her know they’re here. The second thought I had was, my parents didn’t text my friends’ parents when they showed up and asked me to play.

We just played.

Suddenly, this feeling of youth and warmth and happiness and nostalgia rushed over me. And I just let them play.

I’m finding I’m encountering this…well, growing pain of sorts, a lot lately.

Little jumping off of swings. But you could get hurt! But he probably won’t. At least not too badly. And goodness knows I had a blast doing the very same thing as a kid.

Big wanting to ride his bike around the neighborhood with friends. Ack, watch out for cars! But I know he’s just as cautious — and far more capable and confident — as I was when I did the very same thing as a kid. (Plus there’s that whole helmet thing this generation has going for them.)

My kids are growing up quickly. They’re taking bigger risks, learning what their strong bodies are capable of, and embracing their independence from their overbearing mother. And while it’s certainly my job to guide them, it’s not my job to stop them. To discourage them from embracing their big-ness.

I know the time has come for me to let them grow. Let them shine. Let them be.

And so, if Day Light Savings time gives them a bit more time each day to simply be kids — like I did when I was their age — then by all means, it’s this mama’s friend.

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Comments

  1. Jeanne M says

    March 12, 2014 at 8:35 pm

    i have been feeling the same way….add in this beautiful weather and it gives me spring fever, big time!

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    • Amy, Using Our Words says

      March 12, 2014 at 8:58 pm

      Enjoy the extra evening light!

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  2. Julia says

    March 12, 2014 at 8:40 pm

    I love it! Saturday afternoon, after all of the baseball games, and before we all had to head off to our Saturday evening responsibilities, Big, my son, the kids you mentioned above and some other neighborhood buddies were just cruising around on various sets of wheels. The dads were throwing balls with anyone who would stop long enough to catch one. It was perfect. What a ‘hood we have.

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    • Amy, Using Our Words says

      March 12, 2014 at 9:00 pm

      Absolutely! I’m loving these bike parades now that our kids are getting bigger. And, it doesn’t hurt to know parents all around the neighborhood have an eye on them!

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  3. Ginny@RandomActsofMomness.com says

    March 17, 2014 at 4:52 pm

    Just this past weekend, I was talking to someone who was depressed about the fact that kids no longer go play outside like they used to. It’s true. So much play nowadays happens through a screen, or with really intricate indoor toys, and that’s a darn shame. (I sound like the world’s youngest curmudgeon, don’t I?). But you are so right — there is nothing to compare to that spring/summer evening playing outdoors feeling. It also lets our kids get out their energy! I’m all for that. 🙂

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