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C-VILLE Kids! How to take a trip with a little one

One minute your baby is playing with the shiny bag of airline pretzels, the next she’s spilling a complimentary beverage all over your tray table. You can’t avoid every mishap when traveling with kids, but here are some tips for keeping the chaos to a minimum on your summer vacation.

KEEP YOUR IPHONE HANDY

Not sure where to start when it comems to iPhone apps for your kid? Here are three suggestions.

Pocket God

The player controls an island and its funny-looking inhabitants, solving puzzles to move to another level or unlock a feature.

Wordle

Beat the clock to make six-, five-, four-, three-, and two-letter words from one group of letters. Bonus: It’s educational!

iGun

Says one local mom (who wished to remain nameless), it’s not entirely appropriate, but, “If you’re driving in traffic and the person in front of you is a bonehead, the bazooka is semi-gratifying.”

Air travel

Think through security. If you have a small child, you can keep a stroller with you and check it at the jetway. However, the TSA folks may not always assist you in line, so consider using an umbrella stroller for easy lifting.

Pack a snack. Eating or drinking during takeoff and landing can help prevent ear pain. Also encourage your child to yawn.

Bring backups for your backups. When Charlottesville mom Kristin Clarens was headed to Aspen this year with an infant and toddler, her flight was delayed five hours before she was rerouted to another airport. Needless to say, having too many diapers and outfits was not her problem.

Road trips

Bring new gadgets. This is the time to splurge on new toys (or at least new downloads). Clarens’ 3-year-old daughter loves the iPhone, so the family never leaves home without a lineup of videos she’s never watched.

Play musical chairs. If you have an extra driver, spend time in the backseat with your child. A game of peek-a-boo or a song can help break up a long trip.

However you travel, keep in mind that the benefits often outweigh the hassles. “We’ve had some of our favorite family moments on the road,” said Clarens.—Taylor Harris

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C-VILLE Kids! Fam band

 

(Photo by Cramer Photo)

Ask 6-year-old Alani Green her favorite song and she won’t answer “Yellow Submarine” or “I Like to Move It.” She likes “Piggy Piggy Piggy,” a song her dad, Clarence Green, made up for his kids, Alani and Tashi, 3, to dance to.

Music plays a big role in the Green household. Clarence is the singer/songwriter for local band The Downbeat Project, and has used music his whole life as a way to release and connect with people.

Now he’s passing on that musical appreciation to Alani, who practices on the pink guitar she received as a Christmas gift a few years ago. Still, Clarence said, “She likes to dance to my music more than play along.” 

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C-VILLE Kids! How to take better pictures of your kids

(Photo by Meredith Montague)

As you head to the beach (or the backyard) this summer, camera in tow, arm yourself with these tips from local photog Jen Fariello, whom we asked to share a few shooting secrets.

Keep your background simple. Choose a pretty spot with open space and then let your kids play. If the background is good from all directions, you won’t have to worry about a trash can or other unsightly things getting in the picture.

(Photo by Jen Fariello)

Use your time wisely. Early morning or late day is the best time to shoot. Mid-day (when it’s bright and sunny) creates harsh shadows and can ruin a good photo. Overcast days are the best, Fariello said.

Get on their level. Don’t be afraid to lay on the ground or crouch down to get closer to your child.

Don’t be obsessed with smiles. “Kids don’t like to pose,” Fariello said. “Create an environment where they can be entertained” and the smiles will come naturally.

Avoid white. The light color tends to wash people out, and all that blank space distracts from the subject’s face.

Fariello’s next “Take Better Pictures” workshop, where you can learn more about these tips and others, is Saturday, June 9, from 10am-1pm at Falling Meadows Farm. Register at photolearningseries.com.

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C-VILLE Kids! Unsolicited advice

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People say the darndest things—especially once you have kids. We asked three local bloggers to give us their list of the quips they hate to hear. May you never utter these words.

The pregnant lady:

5. “You’re so small/big/low/high for that many weeks!” I’m not telling you how large you are for your age, so let’s just say you tell me how perfect I look and move forward. Deal?

4. When a woman announces that she’s pregnant, please don’t ask her, “You know how to keep that from happening, right?” Yes, I do know how to keep that from happening. Also, you’re not funny.

3. “You should (or shouldn’t) wait to find out the gender.” Oh, I didn’t realize that this was your baby! By all means, any other personal decisions you’d like to make for me?

2. “You’re eating for two!” Actually, I’m eating for one and a sixteenth…maybe an eighth.

1. “Breast is best!” Please don’t make rhymes out of what I should do with my mammary glands.—Brett Baker, brettbattenbaker.blogspot.com

The mother of a toddler:

5. “I wonder if she’d still act like that if you took her off gluten.” I wonder if you’d still act like that if I gave you a knuckle sandwich—wait, is there gluten in that?

4. “The reason my toddler can tie her shoes already is because I spend a lot of time with her.” And to think all this time I’d been locking mine in a box!

3. “Looks like your daughter is digging for gold again!” That’s because we teach our little champion to go for it with everything she tries!

2. “You look exhausted.” That’s ’cause I am. Can you empty the Diaper Genie for me?

1. “I know I don’t have kids, but you let too many little things about parenthood stress you out. Just chill!” Aaaaaaand, you have no idea what you’re talking about.—Jessie Knadler, rurallyscrewed.com

The mother of teenagers:

5. “Just wait until she starts dating.” I’m not too worried about my daughter becoming Courtney Stodden 2.0, but thanks for your concern.

4. “You’re letting her wear that?” Yes, yes I am. And I took photos of her before she left the house.

3. “She’s so like you.” That’s a compliment, right?

2. “Teaching teens to drive is so horrible.” If you go into it with a negative attitude, it’s going to suck for both you and your child. All the same, I’m outsourcing this task to a professional—something I wish I could have done with potty training.

1. “Enjoy this time while you can. Before you know it, they’ll be in college.” La, la, la, la, la, la. I can’t hear you.—Jennifer McDonald, jenontheedge.com

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C-VILLE Kids: Behind the wheel with a new driver and her nervous mother

“You allowed her to drive home from the DMV?” my shocked friend asked me outside the high school that our daughters both attend. “They all want to, but nobody actually lets them. Are you crazy?”

That’s precisely what I asked myself on a sunny March afternoon when, spanking new driver’s permit tucked into the glovebox, my daughter repeatedly stalled our manual transmission Subaru at the bottom of a 250 Bypass exit. One green light. A second green light. Finally, as the third green light turned yellow, my girl ground the Forester into first, and made the turn onto Barracks Road. (To the credit of a lengthening line of Charlottesville commuters, nobody laid on his horn. Not for an extended period, anyway.)

From the moment you lay eyes on your newborn, you wonder, “How do I keep her safe?” (I remember high-fiving my husband at our daughter’s first birthday party because, after 12 months, she was alive and relatively undamaged.) Now, having been in the Mom Business for a decade and a half, I thought I knew from scared: A slow-motion roll off a queen-sized bed as a baby; a broken arm as a middle-schooler; years spent jumping horses over fences of ever-increasing heights. But not until I handed my car keys to a 15-year-old did I know the true meaning of fear.

To combat my panic, I briefly considered turning all driver education responsibilities over to her father, a kind, patient, and calm man. Also a man who travels frequently for work, though, so one Sunday afternoon, when Central Virginia was at its flowering spring best, my daughter slid behind the wheel. She adjusted her seat and mirrors, released the emergency brake, and we rolled out Buck Mountain Road in the direction of Free Union. We had two goals that day: Master a stick shift (hers), and don’t say anything you’ll regret for too many years (mine).

Four hours, dozens of miles, and a bazillion stomps on the invisible passenger-side brake later, we pulled back into the driveway. I wouldn’t call it a delightful bonding experience, but it certainly wasn’t the worst chunk of time the two of us have put in together. Learning to drive a manual transmission car is difficult and frustrating, but—aside from the potential-for-death factor—it’s no different from anything else: To get good at it, you have to practice. After a while, you figure out how to time the clutch with the gas pedal—and not to confuse either one with the brake. You learn to start on a hill and yield when turning left on green. You become wary of large cars that seem to be piloted by headless drivers, and unpredictable children in Harris Teeter parking lots. You check the gas gauge before it’s too late. And, as my daughter will attest, you ignore all distractions. Especially the anxious 50-year-old one riding shotgun.

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C-VILLE Kids: How to treat your kids' health woes come summer

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What should I know about bug bites and bee stings before our family goes on vacation?
With summer fun comes exposure to insect bites and bee stings. Most bites don’t result in significant problems, but there are a few things to look out for. First, if your child is stung by a bee, you want to be sure that the stinger is not left behind (wasps and hornets do not leave a stinger, only bees). If the stinger is visible, scrape the area horizontally with a credit card or your fingernail to remove it. A serious allergy (anaphylaxis) to a bee sting would result in symptoms like hives on the skin, difficulty breathing, lip or throat swelling, or fainting. If any of these symptoms arise, seek medical attention immediately.

Most bites and stings are best treated by keeping them clean with soap and water, applying a cool compress or ice pack and over the counter itch cream like calamine lotion. (Hint: Often the calamine is even more effective if it’s cold, so keep it in the refrigerator.) If a bite appears to be increasing in size or redness or if there is any red streaking away from the bite, you should call your pediatrician to have it looked at.

Prevention is always a good strategy (albeit difficult to achieve in the Virginia summer) but consider applying insect repellant before going outside. Be sure to avoid combination sunscreen/insect repellant products, as sunscreen needs to be continuously reapplied throughout the day and the insect repellant is not intended to be reapplied. The American Academy of Pediatrics (AAP) recommends DEET 10-30 percent for children over 2 months of age. Ten percent DEET provides protection for about two hours and 30 percent DEET lasts for about five hours. Choose the lowest concentration that will provide the required length of coverage.

What can I do about my child’s bedwetting?
Preparing for play dates, summer camps, and family travel always reminds families about the inconvenience of bedwetting. Thankfully, the problem is rarely caused by a serious medical condition and almost always gets resolved on its own with time. It can, of course, be a cause of worry and embarrassment for children and frustration (and extra laundry!) for parents.
The major factors at play for children who still wet the bed are family history (usually at least one parent was a bedwetter as a child), small bladder size and increased urine production at night, being a deep sleeper, and constipation. While a few families may find restricting fluids in the evenings and waking their children up regularly during the evening and night is helpful in preventing bedwetting, usually these strategies just frustrate parents and children alike. If your child seems motivated to work on the issue (talks about wanting to be dry, not wanting to wear Pull-Ups, or not wanting to go on sleep-overs because of bedwetting), that is a good time to go for it.

The single best strategy for bedwetting is a bedwetting alarm. For younger kids, I call this “magic underwear,” which helps to sense the smallest amount of moisture in underpants and then sounds an alarm to wake the child from his/her deep sleep so he or she can go to the bathroom. After several weeks, the brain is usually more “tuned in” to the bladder and your goal is accomplished. Don’t forget: No matter what your strategy, it is important to let your child know that there are lots of kids (an estimated 10 to 15 percent of 8-year-olds) who wet the bed. Try praise for success rather than punishment for wetting.

Should I take my teenager off his ADHD meds over the summer?
Many families see the summer as a time to take a vacation from daily medications used for Attention Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder (ADHD). If your school-aged child has ADHD and is on daily medication, though, you may want to reconsider. First, an incredibly important safety issue for teenagers with ADHD is driving. All of us worry about distracted teen drivers and those with ADHD are particularly prone to driving distraction. If your driving teen is on a medication that is successfully treating his or her inattentive, impulsive, hyperactive, or distracted behavior during the school year, it is a good idea to keep her on the medication throughout the summer.

Kids of all ages attend summer camps, participate in swim teams or other sports camps, or stay with a babysitter or summer school. Your child is most likely to succeed and have fun in these ventures if the symptoms that require treatment during the school year are also controlled during the summer. Either way, it is a good idea to discuss this issue with your pediatrician and your teenager so everyone is on the same page.—Paige Perriello

Paige is a general pediatrician practicing at Pediatric Associates of Charlottesville. She is married, with a 2-year-old daughter.

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C-VILLE Kids! When beef is not what's for dinner

 

Give your toddler a piece of broccoli or bite of salad, and it’ll likely end up on the floor. So how do vegetarian and vegan families cope with finicky palates at mealtime? According to two Charlottesville moms, planning and creativity are key.

“My biggest challenge is not having enough time to cook,” said Renee Bricker, a longtime vegetarian. Because she and her husband work full-time outside the home, Bricker cooks each weekend for the upcoming week. Preparing meals for the whole family, including her 2-year-old daughter, Giana, means hiding the veggies.

“She won’t eat many vegetables plain but will eat them mixed in a soup or stir fry,” Bricker said. Giana’s parents try to give her at least one fruit and vegetable at each meal, sometimes in the form of a fruit smoothie mixed with spinach or kale.

For stay-at-home mom Robin Fetter, an integral part of living vegan is letting other families know it’s possible. On her blog, The Real Vegan Housewife, she writes, “I don’t consider myself to be a ‘granola’ or ‘hippie’ kind of mom. I like to call my style of raising a vegan child ‘realistic.’”  
Rather than spend a lot of money on mock meats or frozen meals, Fetter buys fresh produce and thinks of ways to “veganize” popular dishes. That means making “chicken” nuggets for her 16-month-old daughter, Raegan, by baking tofu marinated in soy sauce.

And if they had any doubts, Fetter assures her readers that, “Yes, vegan kids do have more fun!”

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C-VILLE Kids! Book deal: Must-reads for 6- to 9-year-olds

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I spent most of the summer between fourth and fifth grades in the Long Lake public library. It was hot in Minnesota that year, and the library was one of the few air-conditioned buildings I got to visit. The librarian, who played bridge with my mother, was quite good at suggesting books I’d enjoy. What follows are a few of my own.

Astrid Lindgren’s Pippi Longstocking is a favorite because, seriously, what 9-year-old can resist something that opens: “Way out at the end of a tiny little town was an overgrown garden, and in the garden was an old house, and in the house lived Pippi Longstocking…she lived there all alone…and that was of course very nice because there was no one to tell her to go to bed just when she was having the most fun…”?

From the locals
Here are two more books that were recently released by local authors.

For mom: Jessie Knadler’s Rurally Screwed: My Life Off the Grid With the Cowboy I Love is a true-life love story about the author, a former New York City magazine editor who abandoned her Manhattan life to live in the country with Jake, a Republican bull rider.

For little one: Marcie Gibbons’ Hawk & Crow: Collision in the Sky tells the tale of an unlikely friendship between two birds that are enemies in the real world. In Gibbons’ 46-page world, however, the “collision of Hamilton Hawk and Bo Crow provides the opportunity for them to get acquainted,” the retired Nelson County school teacher said. As well as show children that “a friend can be anyone, so look and see. Someone in the room is a possibility.”—S.S.

Another can’t-miss for children ages 6 to 9 years old is The Stinky Cheese Man and other Fairly Stupid Tales, Jon Scieszka and Lane Smith’s hilarious and sarcastic take on familiar stories. In one chapter, Jack accuses the giant of “wrecking my whole story,” and suggests that he “climb back up the beanstalk. I’ll be up in a few minutes to steal your gold and your singing harp.”

For kids (and parents) who’re after something on the sweeter side, you can’t go wrong with frog and toad. Specifically, Arnold Lobel’s Frog and Toad Are Friends, an I Can Read chapter book that chronicles the adventures of two amphibian pals who help one another with a variety of everyday tasks, including getting out of bed, waiting for mail, finding a lost button, and—toughest of all, if you ask me—appearing publicly in a swimsuit.

Finally, there’s Kevin Henkes’ irresistible Lilly’s Purple Plastic Purse, a colorfully told (and illustrated) tale of a mouse-girl who loves fish sticks, pointy pencils, and the clickety-clickety-click sound her boots make as she struts down the hallway. And don’t even get me started on the Monday morning when Lilly shows up for school with a new pair of movie star sunglasses, three shiny quarters, and “a brand new purple plastic purse that played a jaunty tune when it was opened.” Admit it, people: We’d all be better off with noisy red boots, rhinestone-encrusted sunglasses, and a jaunty tune on demand.

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C-VILLE Kids! The littlest shopper: Hitting the market with your child can be fun and tantrum-free

Too often, grocery shopping with kids is the scene of blood-curdling screams and tantrums. It’s no accident that balloons, gumball machines, and colorful packaging abound, transforming the best-behaved child into a pile of flailing limbs. Executives bank on the fact that parents will give in to purple ketchup and SpongeBob yogurt to avoid embarrassment.

Maisie’s been my shopping companion since she was strapped to my front, being tickled by beet leaves and fennel fronds. Four years later, she’s still my shopping buddy, but a perambulatory one who lends an able hand. Our favorite place to shop are farmers’ markets, but we depend on grocery stores in the off-season and to fill in gaps year-round.

Maisie’s summertime pasta1/2 box of whole wheat linguine
2 tablespoons extra-virgin olive oil
3 cloves of garlic, peeled and lightly smashed
4 small zucchini, washed and sliced into thin rounds
Salt and pepper
1 pint grape tomatoes (in various colors), rinsed
Handful of basil leaves, torn or chiffonaded
Freshly grated parmigiano-reggianoBring a large pasta pot of water to a boil. Heat olive oil in a large sauté pan over medium heat and add garlic cloves. Once they become fragrant, add the zucchini, seasoning with salt and pepper and cooking until browned and softened. Add whole tomatoes to the zucchini and cook until their skins split and their juices ooze. Season again. Remove garlic cloves. Add a generous handful of salt to boiling water and cook pasta one to two minutes shy of package directions, saving a half cup of pasta water before draining. Combine drained pasta with the vegetables, adding a drizzle of olive oil or some pasta water if necessary. Top with fresh basil and lots of parmigiano. Serves 3.

I’ve honed my approach at the big stores. We go after breakfast or lunch (full tummies prevent meltdowns—for both of us), I always bring a snack, water, and a sweater (Arctic temperatures make anyone cranky), and I organize my shopping list by aisle. We spend the bulk of the trip in the produce section, picking out ripe avocados and quizzing one another on the names of unusual fruits and veggies. As I select, I discuss a dish, coming up with alternatives if there’s no rapini or if the bok choy looks tired. We translate the word for artichokes into Italian (carciofi!) and hold shiitakes over our heads, pretending that they’re mini umbrellas.

It’s hard to explain why I don’t buy strawberries in January even though they look red and juicy. I remind Maisie that it’s warm when we pick our own berries and that they ripen in sunshine—not snow. I bought off-season berries for her once so that she could taste the difference. She gorged herself despite their white, flavorless cores and then suffered a stomachache the rest of the day. Now she asks me if “it’s time yet” for blueberries, tomatoes, or figs and eagerly awaits the different seasons’ splendors.

During trips down the stores’ center aisles, she notices the bright colors and cartoon characters as any child would, so I let her explore the packages. If she ever asks why we aren’t buying such an item, I say that it’s junk food. Never did I expect such a pat response to work, but to this day, she shows no interest in neon foods or cereal with marshmallows in it. At preschool once, she was offered Cheez-its for a snack and when I asked her if she enjoyed them, she said, “No! They were orange!”

Come summer, the Wednesday farmers’ market at Meade Park is our weekly stop. It’s shadier and less crowded than Saturday’s City Market—and there are no doughnuts to tempt us. We chat with the purveyors, sample veggie burgers, smell sunflowers, and treat ourselves to a Pantheon popsicle. Sometimes Maisie even leaves with a balloon, but the experience connects her to the people who grow what’s for dinner and to the fact that food—in its most natural state—already comes in a rainbow of beautiful colors.