Finding the magic in unstructured time



August 2, 2019 - 5:02 PM

My daughter recently posted on Facebook that she didn’t know if she was a good parent, a bad parent, or no kind of parent at all. She was talking about her boys and what they were doing with their summer. When she wrote this, they were 14, 11 and 7.

So far this summer, they’ve formed a bicycle gang and ridden their bikes everywhere that a bicycle can be ridden. They built a tree house. They babysat a neighbor’s kitten and built a fenced-in area to keep it in. Sometimes they put the kitten in the basket on one of the bikes and gave it a ride.

They took their allowances and went to The Market Place and found treasures. They came to Humanity House and made totes and learned to sew.

December 14, 2018
May 8, 2017
November 10, 2012
September 11, 2010