Stay at home platypus

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It was late afternoon when I walked into Supercuts. All of the chairs were empty, so I sat right down to get my hair cut.

The stylist asked me if I had just gotten off of work. “Kinda,” I replied. “I’m a stay at home dad.” She looked a bit puzzled, as if she wasn’t sure how to proceed.

I’m not sure if what she said afterward was offensive or affirming. She went to her stylist playbook and started breaking out all of her stay at home mommy jokes. She went on about how difficult it is to get away. She asked me who was watching the little one. I replied that my wife had just gotten home from work. She laughed and made jokes about never getting to get out of the house.

She asked me if I used hair product. I replied” Yeah… sometimes.” She giggled and said “what’s the point of getting dressed up for a baby, right?!” I laughed, because she was right. Now that school is out most of the dirty laundry is Regi’s. Sometimes she comes home and both of us are still in pajamas.

I walked out of Supercuts not sure how to feel. But, I think it was nice to be treated like any other stay at home parent for a change, rather than some freak show performer. Usually I feel like a platypus in the zoo. You know, not some cool animal like a lion that everyone appreciates. No, stay at home dads are the equivalent of some venomous web-footed egg-laying oddity of nature to be gawked at and perplexed by its very existence.

At least I left the place smiling, and no bonbon jokes were made.

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The “D” Word

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As parents we are at a place in our journey of raising little person that we have to begin to look at discipline.  I am a firm believer that there is no one size fits all when it comes to discipline.   There are a lot of factors, 2 main ones being personal convictions and child’s personality.  I believe that we as parents may discipline our children different than our neighbors.   Neither way will be right or wrong, but will be in line with what we as parents feel comfortable doing.

Recently I saw a friend post on Facebook an incident she had with her toddler, in the post she spoke of giving her daughter a spanking.    One of her friends freaked out the mention of spanking.   She began to plead with my friend about how terrible and shaming it is, referring to her experiences of being spanked as a child.   My friend very healthily and clearly explained her conviction behind spanking and how she feels that time outs are shaming.   I was really proud of my friend for how she handled the situation; I can’t say I would have done it with such grace.

Discipline is a loaded topic to bring up, everyone has an opinion and thinks that their opinion is the only possible thing that will work.    Personally I’m not a big fan of talking about it, especially with Christians.  So many Christians relate every little thing their child does to “the fall” and their “sin nature”.   To be honest sometimes when I hear a parent talk about their child’s “sin nature” I want to scream.

As I have thought over this topic of discipline, I have read parts of a couple different books, talked to quite a few people; people who believe in discipline styles I know I want to shy away from and those that perhaps I want to try.   Daniel and I have shared with one another the things we have done when Imogen does something that needs a discipline follow-up of some sort.   Overall, I have really tried to think about where my own convictions lay on the topic.   What am I comfortable doing with Imogen in response to her choosing not to listen.

First I felt like I have had to ask myself a question.   What is the difference between Imogen’s “sin nature” (or choosing to disobey) and what is experiential learning? Here’s an example: If I tell Imogen to sit and the table and eat her apple and she’s continually gets up and trys to walk around, what will be my action that will give the best long term results?   Do I put her in time-out or spank her for not listening?   My intuition tells me that this will serve to solve the not listening in that moment.    Do I continually redirect her back to the table, each time reminding her that I asked her eat at the table?   This requires a lot more patience and time on my part, and let’s faces it, as parents it’s not uncommon to lack both.  And yet, my gut tells me that this is the latter option that will teach Imogen more in the long run.

If I caulk up her continually getting up from the table as her “sin nature” run wild, am I robbing her of the chance to learn a new concept?

Recently we moved some furniture and exposed a socket that has some string lights plugged into it.   Imogen immediately went over  went to play with the lights and I continually went over to tell her “No, Danger” and redirect her attention elsewhere.  This went on for quite some time. At one point I thought to myself, this is where a parent may flick their child’s hand, spank them or put them in time out, but I just didn’t feel that doing any of those would be effective.   Eventually she started doing other things, success!   And then there she was, back over at the lights and before I could get to her, zap!!   110 volts to her finger and she was sobbing.    Daniel and I felt terrible.   We scooped her up and held her close while she cried.   As we talked through the situation, we asked ourselves if we chose the wrong option, but honestly, I don’t think we did.   I don’t’ believe that any amount of discipline was going to convince Imogen that those string lights were not the best toy ever.   But you can bet she didn’t go near them again; experiential learning.

Now believe me, I do not wish Imogen to learn all from experience in her life.   When I tell her that running out in the street is dangerous I want her to believe me.    In her short life she has heard us refer to many things as “danger”, but we always shielded her from the danger, she likely had no concept of what danger really meant.   Now hopefully she can connect the “danger” to that 110 volt shock and see that “danger” means she can get hurt.  Time will tell.   And just for the record, we have fixed the string lights so this would not happen again.

Part of what has made me thinking so much about this, is reading the book of Matthew.    Daniel and I started reading Matthew together.   As we read through the birth of Christ and him as a little boy, we got to talking about how Christ “Committed no sin, and no deceit was found in his mouth” 1 Peter 2:22.  When people talk about Christ not sinning they often refer to the toddler Jesus; saying that it means he never got out of bed after his parents told him to go to bed, never threw his food on the ground or got upset because he wanted to run around naked. But what if he did do these things as a toddler?   Does that mean they are not sin?   Ultimately, we have no way of knowing.

As a parent watching my toddler learning how to navigate life, I find it hard to believe that toddler Jesus wouldn’t have done those things.   So often I watch Imogen do things that many people would call “throwing a fit” and I just don’t see it that way.  I watch her getting upset about something and I can see; it’s not out blatant disobedience, but out of her lack of ability to communicate her needs or her lack of understanding of what to do with her emotions.   What’s my job in that moment?   To address the behavior or help her understand what’s causing the behavior?

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I want to be the kind of parent that teaches my children about emotions.   That they are normal, not to be feared and that it is our responsibility to act on our emotions appropriately.    If Imogen is angry and she hits or throws something, how is spanking her teaching her that it’s ok to be angry, but that we need to find another way to express it.

A friend recently told me about something that happened when her daughter started kindergarten.  She would come home each day and begin to lose it; struggling to appropriately interact with her siblings.   They got exhausted “dealing” with her behavior after school.   Until they realized something about her;   She is an introvert, she wasn’t “acting out” she was exhausted from having to be around people all day.   They immediately instituted “quiet time” for her when she came home from school.   It solved the issue instantly.   Ultimately she wasn’t being disobedient, she wasn’t purposely hurting her siblings, she just needed to learn what was happening with her emotions.    Now a few years later, she’s an incredible kid.    She understands herself and that when she starts struggling with interacting with people, it likely means that she needs to spend some time alone.   At 8 yrs old, she understands emotion regulation.

I’m not so naive to think that addressing Imogen’s behavior will always be as cut and dry as that example.   Nor that what works on an 18month old will work on a 3 yr old will work on a 13 yr old.   But as Daniel and I unpackage what discipline will look like in our house I always want us to first look at what is happening inside Imogen that could be causing the behavior.   Is there something that we have not taught her about who she is that she needs to learn, instead of going straight to pointing out her “bad” behavior.

Like all parents we don’t know what we’re doing, and in this process of learning for ourselves we may chose the wrong option; thus causing a minor electrocution.

March family update

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We have not forgotten our blog. We have just been under a lot of pressure and haven’t had time to update as we would like.

Regina got a big promotion at work. I am so proud of her. Seeing what she does everyday in the lives of hurting woman makes me delighted to be her support staff, staying home and caring for Imogen. Regina is now, in essence, second in charge of women’s ministries at the Rescue Mission. God has really gifted her in this capacity, and I am thankful to see the fruits God’s gifts are producing.

I have been overwhelmed with my studies and my teaching fellowship. I ended up dropping a class earlier in the semester because I found myself sinking rather than floating or swimming. It was a hard decision to make, but I received tremendous confirmation afterwards that it was the right decision to make.

My teaching fellowship has been going very well. I have been participating in the research for my supervisor’s next book, which is great experience for an aspiring author. My supervisor left town for about a week, which meant I was given the opportunity to take his place. It was a lot of work. I had the opportunity to spend about 8 hours teaching, which required a lot of preperation. The experience showed me just how much I have to learn about the craft of teaching. But, it was also an affirmation. I walked away from the experience feeling that, with the grace of God and by the gifts he has given me, I can do this. But, I am thankful to be returning to my “regular” hectic schedule of study and research.

I have been participating in a series of interfaith dialogues that have been really interesting. I have been gathering with several other Christians to meet with Buddhist friends. We gather to talk about our different faith traditions. From our perspective, we are learning what it means to love our neighbor, when our neighbor is very different from us. If you are interested in reading up on it, there are several posts over on my theology blog – http://fromeverlasting.com.

Imogen has been doing well. Well, that is if you discount all of the sickness. This is our first whole winter in the cold Northwest, and Imogen’s first year in daycare. So, most weeks someone at home is sick, if not everyone. We feel like we just can’t catch a break. We are hoping the impending arrival of spring will bring better health to us all.

But, Imogen has been learning and changing so quickly we are daily amazed by our little girl. The other day, she almost repeated the entire alphabet (Darn you Double-U). She is learning new words and phrases daily, and starting to learn to assert herself (for better and worse). She has started sleeping in her own bed, and has begun to refuse being placed in the high chair for want of sitting at her big girl table.

Basho is starting to settle in at the homeless shelter. He still misses us an awful lot, but is beginning to develop a routine. There is certainly no lack of love showered upon him at the shelter.

Our school had its big missions conference this last week. We began seriously speaking to different missions organizations, trying to get a feel for who we would like to partner with. There are a few organizations that are rising to the top of our list. They are all very impressed with Regina’s resume. We would appreciate your prayers as we try to figure out what we should do once school is over. There are a lot of big decisions that we want to get the ball rolling on. We would also love your prayers for our limited time together as a family and the pressure to run well the race God has for us.

Well, I suppose that is all for now. We love you all and are thankful to have you along for our journey.

The magnitude of answered prayers

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We had some friends over Monday night.   They weren’t some new Portland friends, but long time friends who happen to be in Portland.   The Leach’s are amazing people.   Michelle and I go back 10+ years.   I had the privilege of mentoring Michelle when she was fresh out of high school and learning what it meant to be an adult.  I look back and I know that our relationship was God ordained, but I also look back and think, 10 years ago I was still just a kid, what did I have to teach anyone about being an adult.   But apparently I did, Michelle and I spent many wonderful hours sitting coffee side talking.

However, it really wasn’t just seeing Michelle that was the most special about Monday night for me.   Don’t get me wrong, I don’t want to down play how great it was see and hug and friend, pray together and just catch up in general.  I was blessed beyond words to see Michelle, Kevin and their 3 month old little boy Adam.   But what was more special for me than all of that was to meet Magnolia Love (Maggie for short).   A little girl whom I dubbed “the happiest little girl to ever live”.

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Imogen’s first snow day

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So, it technically isn’t Imogen’s first snow day. But, it is the first snow day she has been able to go out and play in.

We weren’t expecting snow, because the weather man had just said that morning that it wasn’t going to snow today. Then we opened the windows and Imogen got a surprise

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So we hurried to get dressed and play in the snow before it went away. She wasn’t so sure at first

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One Year Portlandaversary

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Today marks one year since we pulled into a town where we knew no one to start a new chapter in our family adventure.  And what a year it’s been!!

We had a 3 month old infant, a dog and our Scion packed to the gills with everything we could possibly need while we waited for the truck to arrive with everything we owned.  I had no job and we had enough savings to get us through the 6 month lease we signed.

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