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The Mind of a Toddler...

Is an interesting place to go sight-seeing. Just recently, we've noticed that Ari is becoming quite destructive and disruptive around the house. This is never a fun thing for a parent to become aware of, but we believe it is a child's nature to be inquisitive and social, and so we reflected on why he might be frustrated and realised he has not been getting enough outside time.


Outside time is very important for toddlers. Their brains are developing at a rate of knots, and "outside" provides almost endless variety of stimulation, observation and learning opportunities - everything toddlers are wired to seek out! Have you ever noticed that children don't seem as noisy outside or as irritatingly active? Trust me, they're being as noisy, if not noisier than they would be inside, and they're being at least as active, it's just that outside their "energy bubble" doesn't seem to crash into yours quite so much. There is more space, and the breeze carries away the noise! Your average toddler burns up as much energy in 3 hours as you do in a week! So, to expect a toddler to play quietly indoors for hours or days on end will almost always end in tears - both for the toddler and the average adult. Realising our mistake, I decided I'd better start getting into the habit of getting Ari out of the house each day to release some of that extraordinary energy - to keep us both sane (and the house somewhat intact). Luckily for me (because I'm a bit agoraphobic and I'm no fan of winter), today was not only a gorgeous, sunny, relatively warm day, but a friend of mine was going to be working near the local park today, so I could stop by and say hello - it's always nice to have something to look forward to when leaving the house, I find As soon as Ari spotted the park he broke into a run - glee bursting from every pore!


Ari is not really a swing-kind-of-kid. He likes to get one, swing back and forth a few times, and then get off again. Why? I'm not sure. Maybe he suffers motion sickness, maybe he find swings boring, only time will tell.


He does LOVE climbing though - this has been part of our issue with him at home. He climbs EVERYTHING; bookshelves, chairs, benches - right now, as I type, he's climbing on my shoulders! Ari seems to be left handed. All our other boys are right handed, but the Grumpy Old Man and both his parents are left handed, so we've been waiting and watching for one of our children to be a molly-dooker. Ari might be the one! Climbing up the right side of this climbing frame was really difficult for him...


But when he moved to the left side of the frame, there was no problem at all. He was able to grab the frame with his left hand to steady himself, and step up with right foot. So, left handed and right footed? Well, that would make him just like his dad!


Ari has NO fear of heights - this is in NO WAY like his dad!


Not a big fan of swings, but boy does this boy love a good slide! The higher and steeper, the better!


On the way home he found a stick. What is it about boys and sticks?


Ari has been quite obsessed with numbers of late, and walking past all those letter boxes was a great source of interest to him - every number had to be decifered and discussed... The last little bit of our walk is on a slight uphill gradient, and I noticed him lagging behind. Every few steps I found myself encouraging him, "Come on, Ari, we're nearly home now!" I ask him if he was feeling tired, and he said he was. I took a few more steps and realised he wasn't following me, so I turned to see what he had stopped to look at...


This is what I saw. Toddler child "resting" on the footpath, idly scraping it with his stick. He was tired. So he stopped and laid down, because when you're tired you lay down. Toddlers live in the moment - and they do it with ounce of their being!

Comments

The Mummy Hat said…
I love how he laid down when he was tired! And the stick, totally get that! They find the most mundane items so interesting don't they!
Hope your outside play means less destruction inside!
Jess Newman said…
My boy loves being outside! He will even follow me out to the washing machine even if it means being outside for two minutes! We couldn't do without outside play!
And sticks, I dint get it, but apparently ricks hold the some attraction!

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