We’ve been busy lately and our busyness has hindered all five of us from sitting down and eating dinner together on a regular basis. But not tonight. Tonight we were able to sit down and enjoy a meal together, and talk to one another before rushing off to a 7th grade football banquet.
I loved it.
We enjoyed a quality meal prepared by yours truly (except for the hamburger meat that was cooked ahead of time). Taco salad was on the menu this even and it was good and satisfying.
We enjoyed good conversation as we shared together the positive experiences from our day. I had two positive experiences that I named, although there were more. I helped someone set up a computer and my dad stopped by when I was home for lunch. Good times. My boys and Heidi each shared, and I enjoyed hearing a different perspective on each of their days.
I’m trying to be more positive lately. Too much negativity in the world. I watched a Ted Talk about happiness the other day and I am trying to instill some of the things shared into my life. If this positive approach is good for me, why not share them with my family?
A good practice when we learn new things is to share them with our children. Maybe they won’t be into what we’ve learned as much as we are, but maybe they will be. Part of our roll as parents involves teaching and educating our children. Encouraging them to learn and try new things. Maybe there won’t be a connection, but maybe just the fact that they see us learning and growing will instill in them a sense of wanting the same for their lives.
That has got to be a win. Winner winner chicken dinner!
I like eating dinner together with my family, more so than the other two meals we have opportunity to eat together (on occasion). Eating dinner together helps bring closure to my day, helps us reconnect as a family, and on stay home nights dinner jump starts a relaxing evening at home. I just need a fire place or wood stove to make my relaxing evenings at home complete.
Eat meals together as a family, high lighting dinner, and get to know each other better. Getting to eat food is a good reason too.
In honor of my oldest turning 15 on Saturday I share a joke that was a favorite of his a few years ago.
It’s of the knock knock variety.
I just ate a pile up.
I just ate a pile up who?
Really, no wonder your breath smells so bad!
As I continue to figure out the story I am to tell and how I am to tell it, I am trying to be obedient to what I hear inside me. I am also trying to discern what mediums are best suited for telling my story. There is within me a desire to continue to share ideas, and I am glad we live in a day and age where ideas can be shared in a variety of acceptable methods. If you watch, listen, or read, thanks for being on this journey with me.
In the upcoming weeks I will post videos of the songs sang to my other two sons when they were younger. Don’t critique the quality of my message, just know that singing to children is a good thing. I’m sure there is scientific data to back this up and if one did some research they might be able to find said data.
Be the best parent you can be!
I just watched this Ted Talk by Rosie King titled “How Autism Freed Me To Be Myself.”
There’s a line in the video where she says “it’s not a disability, it’s an ability.”
As the father of a child on the Autism Spectrum, I get that line, and understand the responsibility of helping him know it too.
My oldest son has many abilities that bring out the uniqueness and creativity of who he is.
Simply being with him is a joy, but every once and awhile I get a little more.
This evening was one of those times.
I was sitting in the recliner after dinner, and he came and climbed in my lap.
And we snuggled … for 15 minutes or so.
As we sat there together we talked and we were quiet.
I gave him big hugs, and massaged his arms and back. (Sensory and tactile “issues” mean these are favorites.)
He relaxed, and nestled in close.
My son is 14 years old, and I cherished every moment of our time in the chair this evening.
I’m thankful for my son’s ability to not be to old to spend time with his dad, whether snuggling in a chair or helping him drive a golf cart … which is a whole other story!
I’m glad I get to be his dad.