Dad! How much point in one short word! Listen to how babies pronounce it, with what pride and love.
I can watch for a long time how my husband plays with our children. From the very first days of their life, he deftly handled them, both in games and care. Although, in some ways the masculine approach to raising children is different from ours – the female.
I calm – dad entertains
Going to put the baby to sleep, I certainly protected him from unnecessary noise, light and bright emotions. She put it on the pillow, muffled the light and softly sang lullabies.
When the pussy sank into sleep, I very, very carefully put him in bed, and he woke up from any rustle.
My favorite, on the contrary, entertained the child as best he could. If the weather permitted, they walked along the street for a long time, collected beautiful pebbles, smelled flowers, stroked the dog, listened to the birds singing. In short, the father overloaded the baby with information, and he himself quietly fell asleep.
What surprised me the most was the fact that both the son and the daughter fell asleep right by the father in their arms, half-sitting, and when the husband shifted them onto the bed, they only smiled pretty.
I protect – dad supports
In caring for children’s health, I often go too far. I don’t allow me to splash around in the pond for a long time, they say – the water is not warm enough. I don’t let me take a walk in the rain – they suddenly catch a cold. And so often enough: do not walk under the sun for a long time, tumble in the snow less …
Quite another thing – dad. If the sun is hot, he will simply wear panama hands on the crumbs of his head, and white calico shirts with calico sleeves. Itself is heated in the sun and allows children.
With him, they are walking in the rain and in the snow. Home come back wet and contented. They change into dry clothes, drink warm tea with honey and do not care for them all.
My books and pictures against father’s machines
How did I learn colors with children? On the example of bright pieces of colored cardboard! We also considered them when taught tsiferki. Letters – by the book. All on science.
And what about dad? He led the kids to the street, to the place where the cars scurry one by one. On their example, they and the colors learned to distinguish, and the difference in size (the passenger car is smaller than a truck).
Then they learned to navigate in space, quickly remembered where the right side was and where the left side was. Well, along the way, the brands of cars studied.
I think I still need to comprehend a lot, and my husband to learn from the experience. Do your dads do well with children?