I remember so clearly feeling like my parents had everything under control and they were super old and wise. And now I look back and think, "Whoa, they were so young! Am I supposed to be all wise now too?"
A couple of times, we've left our girls with my parents or my mom has come to stay at our house while we go somewhere (or have a baby) and my girls get a little weepy about being left behind. And it's kind of hard for me to wrap my mind around the fact that it's ME they are sad about leaving. My first instinct is, "You're way better off with my parents! They know how to be REAL parents. I'm just totally faking it over here."
But, either way, I'm the real mom to these little girls, and I'm responsible for their childhood.
Here are a few things I want them to look back and remember about their childhood:
- Adventure - big and small. We've had our big adventures, like Europe or our family cruise, but I like a little scooter ride to the park just as much or an impromptu picnic on the back patio. I like finding new restaurants in our city or scoping out bookstores or local theater. I loved a little ride on the train at the park this week. I want their childhoods to be a mix of Disneyland and museums, trips to the beach and hikes in the nearby hills and visits to big cities and camping in the middle of nowhere.
- A house of books. Reading is so important to me and such a huge source of joy and learning in my life, and I want that to be the case for our girls. We go to the library at least once a week and always have our cards maxed out. The girls have big stacks of books next to their bed, I read aloud to them both chapter and picture books every day, we listen to audiobooks on road trips, and going to the bookstore is a family favorite outing. I love that Bart listens to lots of audiobooks and that he sits down to read with the girls many evenings after work while I finish dinner. I appreciate that my girls get books as gifts from their grandparents. Some of my best memories from growing up are my mom reading Harry Potter aloud to us before bed while we braided each others hair and painted our nails or listening to The Wolves of Willoughby Chase on our ten day camping trip in Colorado in 1994. I really hope my girls have the same kinds of memories.
- Helping others. This is something Bart and I have been talking about a lot in the past few weeks. We have friends and family members who are just the kind of people who naturally are inclined to be really helpful and go out of their way to offer service. I wish I was that kind of person, but I am not. But I want our family to have a culture of real service, of helping people in ways that are meaningful and actually needed. I want to be really engaged with our larger community on a long-term basis, not just during the holidays or once a year, and I'm trying to figure out what makes sense when our girls are still so little. If you have suggestions, I'd be very appreciative.
- Great food. When Bart and I were engaged, his parents invited my mom and my grandmother (my dad's mom) to dinner at their house when my mom was up in Utah for the weekend. After a delicious dinner and then looking at my mother-in-law's enormous collection of cooking magazines (they line the tops of the kitchen cabinets all the way around), my grandmother said, "I'm so happy that Janssen is marrying into a family that values good food." And it's true. I don't know any family that loves and enjoys food as much as my in-laws. I love traveling with them because I know we'll try all sorts of amazing meals and treats (we all still talk about the time we accidentally stumbled on the annual Rocky Mountain Chocolate Factory sale on a family trip to Durango). For my first birthday after Bart and I got married, my mother-in-law, who knows I don't love cake, made me chocolate chip cookies with ice cream and caramel sauce, and my father-in-law gave me a huge 10 pound bag of chocolate chips.
- A house full of friends and family. One of the things I loved about my childhood was the family friends we had. One family, with children similar in age to my siblings and me, met up with us many years in a row for New Year's Eve and we'd spend a few days together in their grandparents' condo. Another of my dad's friends from high school and his wife came out to visit us in Las Vegas and every time we'd visit Wisconsin, we'd see them. When Bart and I went to Wisconsin six years ago, they took us out to dinner and then we spent the night at their house. I want those kinds of relationships for my children. We try to have people over for dinner or dessert frequently or invite friends along when we go on local outings. I want them to feel like our home is welcoming to friends and family of all ages and that we prioritize those relationships.
- Relaxed fun at home. I don't want everything to be a production in our house - I like quiet afternoons where we read huge stacks of books together on the couch or make biscuits for dinner. Right now, we have plenty of afternoons where we stay home while Star takes a nap and I don't want those to feel like burned days. I also like to keep a few new toys or projects stashed away to pull out when everyone (me included) is getting restless at home and dinner and bedtime are still several hours away. For the last couple of weeks, my girls have been obsessed with these Bunchems that you can connect to make anything you want. These colorful little balls stick to each other and are perfect for making 3D creations. And I love that when you're done, they just pull apart and I can stash them away for another afternoon where the children are threatening mutiny. A little afternoon where I do some dinner prep or read my book on the couch and they play at the kitchen couch seems just about perfect to me.
I'd love to hear what you want for your children to remember as part of their childhood (or what was memorable about your own growing up) - specific traditions, books or movies or music, travel, routines, or anything else.
One of the things I always think about from childhood is making up endless lip-sync dance routines with my sisters and friends and videotaping them.
You have no idea how happy I am that YouTube didn't exist back then.