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Is an iPod Touch suitable for an 8 year old?

Is an iPod Touch suitable for an 8 year old? In my heart of hearts, I really don’t think so. I’d much rather see him playing with friends, or toys, or reading books. However I have to accept that what I see as age appropriate is a reflection of the fact that I grew up a generation ago, when a Merlin was the most threatening piece of electronic gadgetry around.

 

This is not an iPod Touch
Pretty cool, huh!

I agonised over this for quite a while, but in the end decided that we would get our eldest his much desired iPod Touch for Christmas, but with the following rules:

  • It doesn’t go to bed with him at night
  • It doesn’t go to school
  • In term time, the same rules will apply for the iPod Touch as for the Wii – Friday to Sunday only
  • He has an Apple ID for iTunes/the app store but he doesn’t know the password (i.e. I get to see what he’s downloading)
  • He has an email address which is also set up on my computer  for the moment
  • I have used the IOS settings to manage the allowed content for Safari, apps, music and video (general/settings/restrictions)
  • I have locked the Safety Mode on YouTube through Safari (you can do this by signing into your google account on the relevant device/browser, activating the lock, and then signing out again – this also enables & locks Safesearch on Google)
  • I have set the filter to strict on the You Tube app (I haven’t figured out how to lock this yet – if there is a way please let me know!)

I’m hoping this is a sensible approach to letting an 8 year old loose with an internet enabled device. What do you think? Is it too control freakish? Or on the other hand should kids not have these things until they are older? And as always, If you’ve been there and done that, I’d welcome your accumulated wisdom!

Thanks for reading,

Michelle

Not my New Year’s Resolutions

These are definitely not my New Year’s Resolutions. I gave up making them years ago. It was a counterproductive exercise – I’d resolve to do all these marvellous things that in the real world were only about 50% achievable, then by the end of January I’d get so down because of the 50% I knew I wouldn’t manage, that I would end up ditching ALL the resolutions in a fit of pique. Thus I managed to do myself out of  even doable milestones. Muppet.

But I’m not immune to the thought of January being a new start, and as such a time to think about hopes (and dreams) for the year ahead – the problem is that as soon as term starts and we’re back into routine, the aspirational stuff is usually pushed on to the back burner while the every day fire fighting takes over, and before you know it, the year’s done. That didn’t seem to matter so much when I was younger but I’m horribly aware that I’m more than likely past the half way point in my life – possibly a LONG way past it, since you never know what’s round the corner – so it seems more important to work towards achieving some of those hopes and dreams rather than just letting them drift away.

So this year I have decided to write down a list of the stuff I’d like to achieve, and revisit it monthly. Not my New Year’s Resolutions, you understand – this list is not going to be about beating myself up if I don’t make progress (well, it probably is a bit, because that’s the way I roll) but more about giving myself some focus. Let’s see if it works!

  • I’d like to take the kids to a festival this year. This is something I think every year, and completely fail to act on, and then get all grumpy when I see everyone else who’s managed to actually get their act together really enjoying themselves. Camp Bestival looks ace, as does the Green Man Festival, and there’s various others too that look like fun. This will be a fairly chunky addition to our holiday budget so I’ll need to start squirrelling away some pennies soon.
  • I need to sort out my work life balance. Working 4 days a week is proving to be counterproductive for the kids – they don’t see enough of me, and I don’t see enough of them either. They are little for such a short time – and while I couldn’t give up work completely,  for financial or sanity related reasons, I think I need to aim to go back to working three days a week for at least the next couple of years.
  • I read an inspirational article earlier this year about a Mum who took her son running with her, and how they both grew and benefited through it. I’d like to try out running with my eldest, to see if he enjoys it. He clearly needs an outlet for the stress that he carries around, and school or team sports activities are a chore for him, so perhaps this might be a physical activity that he can enjoy and develop some confidence with. It will also give him the one on one time with me which he seems to need more than ever at the moment.
  • I am going to make more one-on-one time with my daughter. She’s the one that misses out. Between her older brother who needs constant reassurance and support, and her younger brother who is something of a handful at the moment – we seem to have a typical middle child scenario going on, and I am going to try my hardest to redress this.
  • I’m going to remember that my 4 year old is just that – a 4 year old, and that being a handful is what he is supposed to be at this age! And I’m going to try to do more stuff that is led by him and his choices, rather than expect him to tag along to whatever the big ones want to do.
  • I’d like to have made significant progress on our House Project. Getting everything done this year feels slightly out of reach, but I’d like to have planning permission in place in the next couple of months; the costing out done in detail, the cash magicked from somewhere, a builder appointed and an agreed start date by the end of the year (even if the start isn’t till 2015).
  • More writing! I’ve mentioned before that I’m having more fun than I ever thought possible with LearnerMother, and it has inspired me to try and stretch my writing wings and perhaps, at some point, even manage to integrate writing into my day job. I’ve put a couple of feelers out on this and the response hasn’t been completely negative by any means, which has left me feeling encouraged.
  • Now the kids are a bit bigger, I think it’s time to do some serious marriage-type work. The little lovelies have (unintentionally, of course) have spent the last few years Dick Turpinning what was once a very solid relationship, and this last year seems to have brought everything to a head, with both of us, at various points, ready to pack our bags. But neither of us quite did. I’m taking that as a good sign, but even so, there are no laurels to rest on in sight. Some sort of Relationship Boot Camp is in order!
  • Get the Cardiff Pound off the ground. I believe so strongly that this would bring benefits to our city, not just for indie retailers but for all local businesses; but I have not had the time to give the project any real input. I am hoping to refocus my energies on this in 2014, though this does depend a little bit on me securing that magical 3-day a week job!
  • Read more books. I was given a Kindle for Christmas a couple of years ago, and began reading again for the first time since I had kids. Then last year I discovered blogging, and while I’ve loved discovering and tweeting with so many amazing blog writers, I’m missing the feeling of being totally absorbed in a book. So I’ll be turning off the phone when I go to bed, and firing up the kindle instead.

 

So, there they are – Not my New Year’s Resolutions…let’s see where they take me!

Happy New Year to you all, and may 2014 be filled with everything you wish for 🙂

 

On how our Christmas starts

Christmas has officially started!

It always starts the same way for me – I have a massive tidy up and sorting session, during which I siphon off unloved toys. In secret of course – I’ve been caught doing this before and from the wailing and gnashing of teeth you would have thought I was actually chopping up and eating the cat rather than simply taking something which hadn’t been played with for about three years to the local charity shop.  Anyway, I took a day off work today to do it while they are in school/nursery and managed to get the everything done AND slip in a cheeky afternoon nap! Result!

So, the house is tidy, the piles of junk toys have diminished in size and been put into their respective toy boxes, and we are all ready to put up the tree tomorrow night*. The kids always get to be in charge of this bit, much to my sister-in-law’s horror. While her tree is a perfectly planned and exquisitely decorated example of good taste, ours – hmmm. Hand made decorations brought home from nursery /school over the  years  vie with tinsel of all the (clashing) colours of the rainbow, and it all ends half way up because that’s as high as they can reach. But you know what? I like it like that. Plenty of time for perfect trees when they’ve all grown up.

Hot on the heels of the house-tidy and Christmas tree chaos comes the arrival of our friends and their kids  for the Brecon Mountain Railway Santa Special. We only get to see these friends twice a year so it’s always so lovely to spend time with them, and because we’ve been doing the same thing for so many years now it’s always such an easy weekend with everything falling into place. The routine never varies – a late Friday night arrival, followed by a manic early start on Saturday when the kids all wake up realising their friends have arrived and are in sleeping bags on the floor next to them. One of the adults throws cereal and the remote control in their general direction while the grownups catch up over tea and toast, until the excitement reaches fever pitch, whereupon the Mothers among us share a nod and a wink and a ‘just nipping to the Co-op for some, er, supplies’ before buggering off for a lovely long coffee and catch up somewhere where there is no mobile phone signal.  Ooops.

By the time we get back, the Dads will usually have sorted lunch and some more friends and kids will be arriving ready for the convoy up the A470 to Pant station and the trip to see Santa. It’s a much more peaceful journey on the way to see the old bugger than it is on the way back, due to the fact that those LOVELY people at the railway always see fit to put something like a mouth organ in the goody bags – have you ever been on a packed steam train full of hyperactive mouth organ blowing kids? No? Really? You should try it. It’s great.

But it’s all ok because once we get back home, the kids are pyjama’d up, the DVDs and sweeties come out, and they are bribed ummm persuaded, yes persuaded, to take up residence around the TV so the grownups can stuff their faces with curry, catch up on old and new gossip, and generally squeeze the last six months into one evening, before collapsing into bed safe in the knowledge that our respective offspring will be up and demanding food and entertainment at some ridiculous hour of the morning. Whereupon brunch will be cooked and eaten, we’ll wave our friends off until we see them in the Summer, and our Christmas will be well and truly under way. Hurrah!

This is how our Christmas starts. What about yours?

*and here’s the tree!

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