As I said, all the toys get bored with time. So the trampoline with the ball fell into the grace of my precious little children. They see, once again, it became boring, in connection with which the running around and the bounce jumped onto her mother’s bed.
And I must say that my broiler little son is prancing so furiously that a bolt of ten centimeters in length fell from the bottom of the bed, five of which are threaded. Here I go and think: Well, how was it necessary to prance?
In general, having regretted the bed and my nerves, I began to think what peaceful course to put this energy into. The answer came pretty quickly. In the summer, my housekeepers played with such a tent in the form of a bus, which they gently call a house. But since the summer was over, I put it in my bag and put it in the closet. I had to get back.
I unwrapped it, put the mattress inside, and brought the children into the room. The manufacturers of this tent hardly thought that it would be possible to get up with it. Kids forty minutes in full growth trying to format the house under their dimensions went into it inside and went back.
When they got tired of this occupation, they began to put a cat to sleep in this house. The cat was shocked … But she was persuaded. She let out a humble meow and pretended to be asleep. Then all the toys in the house were taken off in turns, and in fact the annoyance was pulled back.
In the afternoon, when my children would not be put to bed for any price, they settled down! Even the blanket and pillow were brought there. There I already experienced a shock. I could not manage to lay them in the afternoon. Of course, they didn’t sleep, but at least they had a rest for about an hour.
Now we are playing constructor in this house, which makes cleaning after such games much easier. There, we finally do not fight for the dolls, but as a real mom and dad synchronously put them to bed.
There we do not tear soft toys in half, but peacefully share. We walk by the handle from the house to work and to the store and together we return back. And the dogs, seated around the perimeter, guard it.
And yet, when one child or both immediately went for a walk and put it to bed in the evening is simply unrealistic, then the house saves in a magical way. A child likes to sleep in it. And then I shift to the crib.
In general, the magic house turned out. Now I’m thinking about a plastic house and furniture for it …
So it is not always necessary for a child to run, jump and poorat. Sometimes you need a little fairy tale in reality, and reality in a fairy tale. And you, the parents, must understand where the world of the child can be made fabulous.