Sometimes I forget that I am the leader of this unit. That these tiny faces, the ones that look just like my own, are actually expecting me to set the tone, to explain the rules, to lead them through each and every day. Even when I’m tired out. Or hungry. Or just plain spent.
That’s been happening more often lately.
In fact, we’ve all had a bit of an attitude problem. A whining, fighting, foot stamping, “Fine then!”, “I Said Stop It!” attitude problem.
So we took it outside.
The simplest way to find more peace in my house was to spend more time out of it. It’s so simple. It’s so obvious (not to mention well researched). And SO effective.
The kids have become a band of bike riders. We live on a tiny private drive that winds around for a mile or so, through fields and houses, fences and ponds. And once you get about half a mile from our place, you’ll find horses. Borrowing from our still impressive supply of rainbow carrots from the garden, our bike riders become horse feeders. I like to use comfortable bike seat to their little bikes, it’s important to feel good while they play.
It was rocky at first. There was whining. About the pedals. About the brakes. “I’m tipping!” George shrieked. “It’s too hard,” they all moaned. “I can’t do it!” But with a bunch of practice, and even more patience, everyone is now a pretty solid rider or scooter.
The CDC says kids need 60 minutes of physical activity per day. That eating healthy food isn’t enough to produce healthy kids. Our rascals probably get that amount of movement organically, just running around. But when we started doing a Big Thing, I noticed a difference.
Three kids ride bikes and the little one glides along in the double stroller big enough to offer a rest for anyone who needs it, and become a cart for that weary athlete’s discarded bike. It’s a support vehicle. Like the Tour de France. Only miniature, and domestic. Tour de Neighborhood.
It’s so fun. And it’s SO TIRING. Good for the kids, and you know what? Good for me too.
With all the excess energy spent, you can practically see the crankiness wafting up and away. Theirs and mine. There it goes, away from my house. I mean, they still get mad at each other. George still cries the moment his foot gets stuck in a stubborn sock (Either going on, or off. Doesn’t matter. Tears.) But less. They do it less.
This makes me less stressed out. Instead of getting caught up in the raw emotions of “She said she wouldn’t be my friend anymore!” I get to spend a little more time coaching kids on the art of feeding carrots to a horse.
(*Notes: The kids usually wear helmets then take them off when we arrive at the horses. Because, sweaty. These are shots taken from different days. And carrots are too big to hold flat in the palm of their hands. Also: Why does my voice have to sound like something out of a movie that rhymes with Yargo?)
These are hungry kids at dinner. That means less complaining, more eating.
Bedtime, which can be a grudge match, pitting kids versus adults to see who would lose it first, is calmer. They’re tired, so you have to move quickly. Bath, brushing teeth, reading books, one last potty, prayers and lights out.
Then it’s done. No one is popping up and out into the hallway. Sisters aren’t shouting at each other under pink quilts. They still take a few minutes to settle in. But then they sleep. Faster. Easier. They sleep!
Like the New York Times reported earlier this summer, walking in nature changes the brain. I’d add, for the better.
And because of that, I’m a better leader.
ps. After all this activity, we’re actually HUNGRY for a snack, instead of just expecting one out of habit. Read about one of our favorite simple snacks and how I’m finally listening to my own advice.
Ann says
Love this on so many levels!
charityc says
Thanks, Ann! It’s sweaty work but it’s turning out to be pretty worth it.
Eileen says
Wonderful! A great tip/reminder for all parents. Thanks, Charity!
charityc says
Hi Eileen! You guys are already so active, I can hardly imagine that you need a single tip from me. 😉 Great to hear from you!
Julia says
I would like to take this advice and go back for a do-over. I didn’t leave time for a walk after dinner/homework, etc and it would have made a world of difference. Maybe something I will gently suggest for my future (currently imaginary) grandchildren.
charityc says
Julia, this is such a thoughtful comment. Thank you. Bless your future, currently imaginary, clearly already beloved grandchildren!
Ana says
I couldn’t agree more! I love the thought that exercise melts away the tension.
charityc says
It does. But I’m not gonna lie. I still totally find myself saying things like, “Nope, there is no whining on bike rides.” A riff of a classic line I already stole for the kitchen! 😉
june curley says
So very true charity…great piece NYT worthy i tell ya….i rode to mt.st.helens yesterday…and i couldn’t be cranky if i wanted to LOL
charityc says
That is a BIG bike ride! Good for you. Go, June, go!
Katie says
Love this. We all need more outdoor time and more exercise. I try to make it a habit to get my one year old outside everyday, because I see a difference even at his age– especially when it comes to bedtime. There’s a book, “Last Child in the Woods,” that talks about “nature deficit disorder” in children. Really interesting. I picked it up a few years back, but never finished it. It’s on my list again 🙂