“If a child cannot learn from the way we teach, maybe we should teach the way they learn.” – Ignacio Estrada Ever since the Dumpling was a newborn, I have dutifully incorporated reading as part of her nightly routine. On regular rotation were classics such as Goodnight Moon, Are You My Mother, The Runway Bunny, and
Tag: 20 months
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When the Dumpling first started finger painting, I didn’t have high expectations after seeing that her primary techniques consisted of slapping, smearing, ripping, and crumpling paint and paper together. She proved to be a prolific artist and whatever survived the production process was whimsically lauded as “abstract art.” jigg and I proudly framed and shamelessly
The Dumpling recently showed interest in learning colors, so I set up a series of activities to help explore her newfound curiosity. I have been waiting to paint with her for some time but have held off in fear that more of it would end up in her stomach than on paper. I set out
“Ma-Nye! Ma-Nye!” That’s what the Dumpling calls me no matter how many times we correct her, “It’s mommy. Mom-ME.” The obvious reason for her mispronunciation is that she’s only 20 months old. A small part of me, however, thinks that my daughter is being deliberate. “Ma-nye” is her own made-up word, a combination of “mamma” and
I used to judge other parents so hard when their kids threw tantrums in public. Especially if they did nothing and just let their kids be. In my mind, these parents were neglectful towards disciplining their children and inconsiderate of others around them. I would glare and hope that they could somehow telepathically hear my
The magna doodle started out as a relatively benign toy in our household. Its purpose was to introduce the Dumpling to drawing without giving me the anxiety of having to scrub crayons off the walls. Although the most I could get out of her were a bunch of scribbles, I would also take turns doodling