If you have toddlers that are thirsty for learning, we have found the best thing for them in the world. It is called Starfall, a website just for kids learning to read! It is so awesome, and free! Garrett and Gavin absolutely love it, and can't get enough of it. (See photo - Saturday, pre-breakfast!) It is an incredible tool. These kids literally spend a full hour at a time on Starfall, and its a great hour of learning - not pointless cartoons or something. Granted, most little kid tv shows these days are not pointless or without value, but Starfall is such a better way to keep their little light bulbs illuminated. Plus, the real bonus is that these boys aren't begging us for entertainment! They are totally engulfed in the word games and stories. It's a priceless hour for parents to do dishes, fold clothes, change oil, fix broken ____(fill in the blank) etc.
Garrett and Gavin both fell in love with the computer at about the same time. Once they realized that the mouse makes the little arrow go, it was on. I'd come home from work to find every application on my computer open, and every file on my desktop in complete disarray and renamed. Nice. They'd rename my projects stuff like "krgghjivbnre" or "1i6u4mk++=+". Sometimes stuff would vanish completely. Luckily its all still in the apple time machine. That thing has been a lifesaver since the boys have started meddling with our computers! I now use a password lock.
We realized that there has to be some software or a program to buy that would suit these guys' ages, so we started hunting for it, and voila! We found Starfall. Nothing to buy, its free! Its the best thing out there that we've tried, even compared to some of the pay sites "free trials".
I love the way the buttons on the site are really large, easy to click. There are matching games, spelling games, and click/drag games that teach coordination. These kids have gotten so good at using the mouse just in the last week or two, its amazing. I recommend using a wireless mouse, for sure. It eliminates a lot of wired frustration.
Gavin and Garrett take over our computers like a couple little thuggish computer jackers. They just love these games! I love the way Gavin is sounding out each letter of words now. He's actually learning to read the right way! He was reading by memorization before. He could memorize a book after I read it to him a few times, and he would recognize the words in other places. I don't know if that's a bad way to learn, it just doesn't seem conventional or practical. Starfall has some magic way to keep these kids engaged and progressing. Their brains are just flourishing. Its very exciting! We've got to get these dudes their own computer. Or two. Everything has to come in pairs nowadays. Maybe we can get some used e-macs on craigslist for cheap! That'll have to be after Christmas...
Life around here isn't crazy enough, what the heck, let's do a onesie contest! Sara is busy updating this website to a newer, improved version while nursing a finicky 4 month old. Bodie has been so fussy lately during the day, Sara can hardly put him down. He spends most of his time in her lap on the Boppy pillow, cuddled up to the mammaries. Life is good for him.
I spend most of my free time, which is usually from 3:30 to 6 AM, stocking up for the Christmas flood and filling orders. Lately, even that little bit of free time has been getting cut short. We've got mice in the attic, so I've been trying to humanely catch them and banish them to the countryside. My humane trap has consisted of a 5 gallon bucket with a granola bar at the bottom. I positioned it next to a stack of small boxes so that the mice could climb into the bucket, but not get out. This morning the granola bar was half eaten and there were little mouse poops in the vicinity. Who knew a mouse could jump out of a 5 gallon bucket? Not me. All of my attic shenanigans every morning have made the boys get up earlier and earlier, and when Gavin and Garrett are awake in the house - nothing gets done by me. I try not to get frustrated, that's just how life is right now. They need attention. Someday they'll be self sufficient and I'll miss these days of chaos. I think.
Running a small business like this is a big undertaking, not a leisurely venture. I'm not complaining a bit though, this is a little slice of the American dream for us. We've taken our ideas and made them into something people will buy from us! It just kinda happened by a fluke that Snugfits is doing our first design contest! We've been wanting to do something like this for awhile, we just weren't sure on how to get the ball rolling...
Along comes an awesome company called Brickfish (and a dear friend of Sara's named Karisse Green who worked there) who said "HEY! Lets do a onesie design contest!" With their experience and ridiculously huge network of Brickfish members, soon we will be awarding prizes for the best onesie designs. It'll be really easy for anyone to enter this contest - you don't need a degree in graphic art or have Photoshop expertise. Brickfish has templates on their site for you to use, no special software required. All you need is a unique onesie design (just a good slogan we haven't thought of is dandy) and a desire to win money and prizes!
The Grand Prize winner (selected by us out of the top 200 highest scoring entries) will have a onesie or tee inspired by their design created, featured and sold on Snugfits.com plus a copy for themselves, a $200 shopping spree at Snugfits.com and $300 cash.
Runner Up (selected by us out of the top 200 highest scoring entries) wins a $100 Shopping spree at Snugfits.com and $150 cash.
Most Viral (selected by us out of the top 200 most viral entries) wins a $100 shopping spree at Snugfits.com and $300 cash. Learn about "Most Viral".
Best Surfers Healing Design (selected by us out of all entries that include the Surfer's Healing logo) wins a $100 gift card to Quiksilver.com and a copy of Clay Marzo's DVD "Just Add Water." Also, a onesie or tee inspired by the winner's design will be made and distributed to local surf shops around the country to be sold, with a portion of the proceeds going to Surfers Healing, a Foundation for Autism. We love Surfers Healing - see Gavin's video if you need proof!
Sign-Up Sweepstakes: Six winners who sign up for the Snugfits newsletter will be randomly selected to win a free onesie or tee of their choice from us.
Doesn't this sound like fun? And, if you are clever, the odds of winning are actually pretty good.
See all the details a link to the "official rules" by going here.
Helpful hints from the judges: By reading our blog, you've already got a leg up on the competition. We are going to keep an open mind and welcome any and all creativity, but keep in mind that this design will be added to the Snugfits collection (we allow ourselves the liberty of modifying it in any way we deem necessary for printing purposes and design feel). We want it to fit in and be attractive to the crowd of regulars that dig our modern baby style. If your design is completely different than what we currently offer - that's great! Maybe we can start a new line and collaborate with you. So, good luck Snugfits fans! Make yourself some extra money! You'll need it right after the holidays...
Our little toddler, Garrett, has been having nightmares lately. I'm not sure why. He doesn't see anything scary on TV - we almost never even watch TV! They say you need to have a good, calming routine before bed. Bedtime is almost always the same regimen - Bath, Brush teeth, Books, Bed. The books we read are good, funny bedtime books! Sandra Boynton, not Steven King. I don't know what's causing these scary dreams. I've read different articles about the subject, but haven't found any real solution to the problem. Since he is the middle child, we've been keenly guarding his self esteem, we make sure he gets plenty of flattery, because a low self esteem seems to be the culprit in a lot of toddler issues. He is a real pistol - a typical 2, I guess.
It would be easier to figure out how to deal with the nightmare if he could tell me what its about. Usually he's semi-sleeping and crying when I ask him to tell me about his dream. One time he said "The twuck... the twuck!" I can presume he's talking about my truck, but what am I supposed to say, "The truck won't get you"? I'd rather have him keep a healthy fear of cars and trucks. I've scolded him twice for going into the road on his trike. I always tell him "the cars will hurt you!" Thats probably the cause of that nightmare. If his fear was a monster or something, I would be able to tackle that problem for sure. Well, maybe.
Dealing with this makes me remember when I was little. I was scared of E.T. I had lots of nightmares about that little critter. The worst one I can still remember very vividly, it was so scary! In my dream, I was in my bed and E.T. was hiding between the bed and the wall - then he raised his head up with that weird, telescoping neck of his and looked at me! Zoiks! I woke up screaming, scrambling out of the bed to get away, when my foot got tangled in the sheet and I fell flat on my face. Talk about full panic! I had never crawled so fast in my life - straight across the hall to my parents' bedroom door, and it was locked! All the while, in my mind E.T. was right behind me, ready to get me with that terrible glowing finger. I just remember standing at the door, pounding with both fists until my dad rescued me - and brought me into their room for the night. I did not want to go back into my room, even after dad checked it all over for extra terrestrials.
I'm glad that I remember how it feels to be terrorized by a nightmare so young. It is a very real feeling. When you're that young, there isn't a difference between dreams and reality. I think its important for parents to remember that, and take your children's fears seriously. After my E.T. nightmare, I was convinced E.T. was still in my room, waiting for me. I refused to go back in there. I remember how awed I was at how my dad just fearlessly walked into my room and turned on the light. It was like he was an invincible superhero, exuding confidence as he spoke into my room, saying something like "E.T. Don't ever touch my son! Never come into my house again!" It made me feel a whole lot better, and I think the next night I was okay to sleep alone again.
Dads need to be like superheroes for their kids. I didn't want to hear "It was just a dream, get over it, go back to bed." I wanted my dad to go in there and get rid of my nightmare - which he did. Every parent wields amazing superpowers. It is knowing how and when to use them that counts.