This past week I went on two different school field trips with my boys. With my 2nd grader, Luke, we went with his class to a camp where they learned all about habitats and the ecosystem do doing “hands on” research in the pond and wildlife studies in the forest. As one of the adult chaperones I helped the kids fill out their nature worksheets and also taught them a few other things that weren’t a part of the curriculum like: “How to burn stuff with a magnifying glass” (who knew ants popped like popcorn?). One of the highlights: playing “spider web tag” with the entire 2nd grade class during our picnic lunch (man, those kids are fast!).
The day after Luke’s trip I went with Caleb and his 4th grade class to Camp Pendalouan (a YMCA camp here in Western, MI). We learned about the first settlers to Michigan, the fur trade, and played another tag-like game to illustrate the workings of the food chain (elementary kids sure love their tag games!). My highlight of this day: watching my son interact with his class…he’s sweet, kind, and funny.
I have to admit that when the week 1st began and I saw that I had two full days of school field trips in which I would not be getting any work done (yes, pastors do work during the week J I was a bit overwhelmed. Yet as I thought of the +’s and –‘s of going on the trips I was easily swayed in going when I reminded myself of one simple fact: Each one of my boys had invited me.
As my kids get older I will be invited less and less into the events of their life and so I want them to know that Mom and Dad love their invitations. Accepting their invitations communicates to them that what they do and think about matters…it shows them that their world is beautiful, interesting, and something I want to participate in.
Sure, not all of us have the flexibility of being self-employed, but going on every field trip isn’t the point (there will be plenty of field trips that even this pastor won’t be able to attend). The point is that as parents we regularly accept the invitations into our kid’s lives; doing what they would like to do, seeing what they would like us to see, and laughing at what they find funny.
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As my children grew to be teenagers those opportunities did indeed become less and less available to me. Some of fondest memories of my teenage daughter in recent years was for her to "accidentally" take my hand as we walked through a store or strolled to the car. It came without notice and as soon as she "came to her senses" the moment passed but those moments live on in me. Catch your children whenever you can and breathe them in deeply. They will be gone before you know it.
- thanks for sharing that wonderful "stolen" moment with your daughter...how sweet. Peace.
How sweet. The invitation is absolutely enough! I am dreading those days when my son's interest in having me tag along naturally dwindles. I try to promise every day not to waste this time, or take it for granted. Glad you had a fun time, and shame on your for killing those ants. :)
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