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On A Lighter Note...

We took the boys swimming yesterday.  Before we headed back into the locker rooms after swimming, we all decided to sit in the hot tub for a few minutes.

Just a few seconds after he sat down on a step with water up to his waist, Sparkle looked over at me with big eyes and grabbed the front of his swimming suit with both hands.

"Mom!  Mom!  I have to go to the bathroom!  I have to go right now!"

Before I could even move to rush him out of the pool and into the bathroom he cried,

"Oh no!  Oh no, it's too late!  I peed!"

Beloved and I both had to laugh.  Since there was nothing else to do about it, we told him it was okay, and the pool would get cleaned in a little bit.

When he saw that we were laughing, he was over being upset.  I don't think he was embarrassed. 

(Though I was, a little, since he yelled, "I peed!" pretty much at the top of  his voice.)

More About Raising Black Boys

A while ago, I wrote out some of my thoughts about the job of raising boys, and Black boys in particular.

Shannon commented about fearing for the safety of her (potential, likely Black) son.

I wanted to expand on her point a little more, because it's something we've thought about as well.

Right now, my kids are "cute little Black babies."  Among white people they are sometimes seen as a novelty.  I have heard, "Oh, Black babies/kids are so CUTE!" way too many times.  I'm hearing that less now, and I'm sure that particular comment will taper off completely by the time the boys are preteens.

Black babies may be cute, but Black teenage boys are thuggish, threatening, potentially violent gang members. 

Possibly, when they are with us (their white parents), they may get a "pass."  They could be granted honorary whiteness because they belong with us, despite their Blackness.

When they are on their own, or with other Black boys...  All bets are off.

I don't think I'm being overly dramatic about this.  Have you heard what happens to Black men who cross the paths of arrogant white men with power?

When Sparkle gets his drivers license, should I tell him that he's not allowed to drive alone?  If he speeds and gets pulled over, and he's on his own, he could be in trouble.  (This link will take you to a discussion about two Black men who were told they had to rap to get out of receiving a ticket for littering.  A quote from the police officer: "You know why you say I’m right? Because I got a gun and badge. I’m always right. That’s the way it works, right?") 

As Black boys/men, they will have to be extra sensitive to the perceptions of other people around them.  Even if it feels artificial to them, they will have to work on projecting an image of confidence, compentance, and cheerfulness.  If they don't, they are more likely to be seen as surly, disrespectful, or dangerous. 

I'm not sure how we'll handle things as they get older, but we are already working on some of this.  When guests come to our house, we encourage Sparkle to "be the welcomer."  Before they arrive, we practice opening the door and saying, "Welcome!  Come on in, we're glad you're here!"  Sometimes Sparkle loves this job, and sometimes not.  Last week he told me, "I'm feeling shy today, Mom.  I don't want to be the welcomer.  You come with me."  And that's totally fine. 

When we go to church, I hold Sparkle's left hand as we go through the door.  His right hand is free, and he holds it out to the church greeter, shakes hands, and says, "Good morning!"  He also knows how to shake hands while looking the other person in the face and saying, "Hello, it's nice to meet you!" 

We literally practice casual small talk type stuff, and reciprocal comments that help make the other person feel comfortable.  For example, instead of replying with "I'm fine," he can say, "I'm doing well.  And how are you?"

Part of this is just that I want the boys to have good manners.  But also, I hope that their composure and charisma will help keep them safe.

When Pumpkin picks up his date for a high school dance, he may need to charm the socks off her parents before she gets in his car to leave with him.  If he dates a white girl, I hope he'll be the type of person that the white boys will respect enough to leave him alone.  When Sparkle gets a job, he'll have to prove the stereotypes about Black workers wrong to get a promotion.

It's not fair.  Of course it's not fair. 

I hope that we won't be overly paranoid about their safety.  And I don't want to teach my kids that the world is dangerous, or that someone is out to get them around every corner.  But I want them to be prepared and cautious.  And part of being prepared is knowing how to make a good first impression, how to manage your image, and how to make other people comfortable.

(Please read the article at this link, written by an African American woman with a young son, also trying to help him stay safe.)

I'm not sure how to end this post.  Maybe I'll just ask you all, what do you think?  What have you observed?  Are you thinking about these things with your kids (girls or boys, Black or white or other)?  I'm not crazy, am I?

Wonderful Christmas

Img_2394 Img_2387So, Christmas is over...  I love the Christmas feeling of anticipation, and I love Christmas day itself.  On the 26th I was sad that Christmas is done for the year. 

Today I am over it.  The tree is dropping needles every time we walk by.  I have a few days off before the new year, and I want to enjoy them, but I feel like I can't relax until all the Christmas stuff is put away.

We have been deliberate about reading the Christmas story from the Bible a few times (not just reading children's books about the birth of Jesus, though we have plenty of those).  Sparkle remembers quite a bit of the passages word for word, which is amazing to me. 

Yesterday Sparkle was playing with some Christmas stickers.  He put angel stickers on about seven of his fingertips, held his hands up in the air and said, "Look, Mom!  Glory to God in the highest, and on earth, peace!" 

I have to tell you, I teared up a little bit right there.  I love, LOVE to watch him learn Bible stories, and I love his perspective as a three year old just beginning to understand those stories a little bit. 

His favorite part of the Christmas Bible story right now is the part where King Herod wanted to hurt baby Jesus, but an angel warned Joseph, and so the family ran away to Egypt and was safe.  A part of me is annoyed that we have to talk about this so much.  I wish he was more interested in the parts of the story that are fascinating to me!  But I am trying to remember that what is important is what he is interested in.  So we emphasize how Joseph took care of his family, how he listened to the angel and obeyed, and how God watched over them.  For now, those are the important points for him, though it seems simplistic.

On Christmas morning we ate cinnamon toast and hot chocolate for breakfast.  I let the boys add their own marshmallows to their hot chocolate, and they thought that was a great idea!  Giant fistfuls of marshmallows!  Yum!  (I tried to put the picture of Pumpkin here, but it ended up at the top of the post.)

(The other picture above shows the preparation of the Christmas morning cinnamon toast.  And I can't believe I just posted a picture of myself wearing pajamas on a blog...)

They didn't get a ton of presents (though they certainly received great plenty).  The biggest hits were little wooden trucks and cars that Grandma got at Ikea for $1 each, I think.  They also opened a lot of books. (Some of their new books were recommended by cloudscome at a wrung sponge.  If you're not already watching her blog for reviews of children's books, you should be!)

Overall, I think we accomplished our goals for the Christmas season this year: lots of family time, some learning of the Bible's Christmas story, an emphasis on giving gifts (both to our immediate family and also to share our blessings with other people whom God loves), and repeating some traditions we hope to build as a family.  And good food, and fun, and lots of pictures!

I hope your holiday season, whichever holiday you celebrate (and even if you don't celebrate), was as happy as ours. 

Does everyone have this week off?  Work today was crazy for me, but the boys only had six or so kids in their classes, and Beloved said almost no one was at work today in his office.  We have a few more days of vacation coming up, and I plan to post some pictures in the next few days. 

If you're at work, I hope it's an "easy" week for you!  If you are home, enjoy your vacation!

Pumpkin Update: Please Indulge a Proud Mama

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Have I mentioned how adorable my baby Pumpkin is?  Well, he is adorable.  And funny.  And smart.  And, oh, so stubborn.

I can hardly believe this is the baby I carried home on an airplane when he weighed 4 pounds.  (Here and here are parts 1 and 2 of his adoption story.)  He was the sweetest, calmest, smiliest baby ever.  I thought maybe this would change once he gained weight and wasn't working so hard on just growing and staying alive.  But, nope, that's just his personality. 

His teacher calls him "The Boy of Perpetual Excitement," because he is so thrilled and happy with the smallest things.  He is beside himself with joy every time I put a peanut butter and jelly sandwich in his lunch.  He jumps up and down and yells, "Yeah!  Yeah!" every day at singing time, and claps after every song. 

His teacher also says he is the most polite two-year-old she's ever known.  He says, "please" and "thank you" and "you're welcome" all the time.  If he says "Thank you!" and you don't respond with "You're welcome!" he will follow after you yelling, "Thank you!  Thank you!  THANK YOU!!" until you realize your grievous error and respond politely.

He knows the names of almost all his letters and knows the sounds they make.  'Bb' and 'Pp' can be confusing, and the big 'E' and 'F' look a lot alike, but overall he's pretty much got them down.  I found a Leap Frog toy that you put on the fridge, which he loves.  He can put each letter into the green box, and the toy names the letter and the sound.  A few days ago, he put in 'G' and the toy said, "G says guh and jah." He paused, a bit incredulous, pointed to the G, and said, "That's not a 'J'!"  Then he tried the 'J' until he was satisfied that both letters could make the same sound.  He points out letters constantly when we are reading or driving.  He can name words that start with particular letters.  He'll say, "D!  D says 'duh.'  Dog!  Daddy!" 

You see with the smartness?  It's so fun to watch him learn!

He loves to draw, and big swirling spirals in many colors are his favorite.  His first mom is good at drawing and painting, and it really pleases her to see his artwork.  I love being able to see in her where his interests and talent may come from.

He loves animals, especially dogs.  We don't have any pets, but when he has a chance to pet a dog he is so excited! We can tell that part of him wants to squeal and jump, but he is always quiet when he approaches a dog (pre-screened dogs, of course).  He pats them gently and strokes their fur so quietly. 

In the pictures above, the first is of Pumpkin licking shredded cheese off a plate. 

The second is Pumpkin showing me his gloves (which he put on himself, of course, being the determined two-year-old that he is).  He calls them "glubs."

The last picture is Pumpkin playing with his letters.

He is a wonderful, amazing child and a delight to parent.  I'm so glad to be his mom!

Adoption FAQ: Can white parents successfully raise Black children in the U.S?

Can white parents successfully raise Black children in the U.S?

Here's the short answer:  I sure hope so. 

Here's the longer answer:  I do think it's possible, but I also think it takes more work than many white parents realize. 

Honestly, there are things I know I should be working on, but I put them off because of the effort or time required.

We do really well making sure there are books, music, art, and educational toys that bring African American history and culture (hmm, culture, really?  I'm not sure.) into our home.  We like toys and music and art!  Once we find them and buy them and put them in our home, they are just there.  We read the books, we play with the toys, we listen to the music...  Those things are easy! 

The more important part is working on bringing actual African American people into our social, professional, and faith communities.  Or, often, bringing our family into African American communities.  We want to provide lots of opportunities for the boys to feel comfortable and accepted among African Americans, and eventually to be able to establish their own friendships without having to try to "figure out" African American culture as older kids or adults.

Working on relationships with people of color can be hard at times, because Beloved and I feel out of place (poor us, huh?), we're nervous about intruding in a established community, or whatever.  I'm not trying to say, "But it's so haaarrrd!" because it's not.  And we are honored and blessed by these new relationships.  But relationships take lots of time and emotional/personal investment.

I could list some things were are pleased about, but it annoys me a little when white parents say, "Hey, we have diversity in our lives!  We have a Black dentist!" or whatever.  So I don't want to make a list of our successes, as if I'm justifying our ability to raise Black kids.  I'll just say that in some ways we are doing well with this, and in others not so much.

I should also say that just because we are making a special effort to help the boys connect with other African Americans doesn't mean that we assume they will always feel comfortable being around white people.  They will have a lot of practice at it, because the culture of white folks is the default culture in the US.  (Some people might wonder, "Culture of white folks?  There is no "white culture."  And that's the point.  It's so assumed that we don't even recognize it.)

I have read that sometimes Black people feel like they need to be Extra Super Cheerful! and Social! around white people to avoid getting labeled as having "attitude" or to avoid being thought of as stuck up or overly sensitive.

Of course I don't know, but I wonder if that might be correct.  My siblings who were adopted seem to have had this experience as children.  My brother (Black) is naturally very outgoing and social.  He never seemed to have a problem making friends or being included in his mostly white town.  My sister (Korean American) is more naturally shy and not likely to be open to a real friendship until she trusts the other person.  Lots of people are like this, and I don't think she is significantly out of the ordinary as far as her personality.  But she did have trouble making friends and being included.  If she were white, I wonder if more of the white people around her might be more "forgiving" of her shyness. 

Even now, I think my brother and sister (or any people of color) are likely to be quickly judged by white people to be "stuck up" or "full of attitude" or "over sensitive." But as adults they have more confidence and have learned how to manage the image they project to other people.  It might be partly because they are both living in more racially diverse areas now.  I'm not sure...

So here's part of my point: I can't assume that just because white culture is the default culture in the U.S., and because my boys will grow up mostly in that culture because their parents are white, that they will certainly feel comfortable here.  To be accepted, they may need to develop the skills of charisma and emotional/personal sensitivity to how they are perceived.

Sometimes I feel completely overwhelmed by the responsibility of raising my boys.  Sometimes just parenting in general has me baffled.  Sometimes it's the worry of raising boys in a world that seems more and more to be telling them that men are stupid, ineffective, and predatory.  (I could write a whole different post about that.)  Sometimes it's the job of raising my boys ultimately to be confident, articulate, kind, compassionate, and strong Black men.

It seems like so much could possibly go so wrong, and I might not know what mistakes I'm making until it's too late.

Shannon at Peter's Cross Station wrote something a while back (November 10, 2005) that stuck with me and gave me comfort.  A commenter asked about whether Nat might resent Shannon and Cole as she got older.  After listing the multiple things Nat might resent (as any kid might resent her parents), Shannon said:

"Sometimes I read these things and the kids talk about how they didn't really understand what being black was all about until they went to college or something like that. They had sort of a racial awakening. Hopefully, we'll be able to raise Nat with a clear, happy and complete sense of the many facets of her identity including race, but if the worst-case scenario is that she has a racial coming-out experience in college, I'm not worried.

... families of origin can do better and worse jobs of supporting children through coming out experiences. I do run "worst-case" scenarios through my head sometimes and if Nat comes home from college all Black Nationalist radical and calling white people devils, that's okay. If she doesn't come home for a while because she's sorting it out, that's okay. We'll love her enough to let her do what and be whom she need to when she needs to. It may not always be easy, but that's parenting, right? I think when people are parented well, they come "home" to the good values their parents gave them. Sometimes those values take a radically different form or expression than their parents' did, but there's a bottom line shared. So who know what Nat will do and who she will be? But I trust she will do it well and be a good person. Maybe even that is an unfair expectation, but it seems like a reasonable enough one."

Well said, isn't it? 

We will do our best to raise our boys.  We will do well at some things and inadequately at others.  We hope and pray that we will give our kids a good foundation in essential values, and a good beginning experience as members of the Black community.  Even though we are not perfect, we have faith in God's grace and work in their lives.  (This is our own faith, which obviously not everyone shares.)    

If the worst that happens is that my sons have a "coming out" experience as Black American men, they'll be okay.

They will be alright. 

Chex Mix

Img_2203 Sparkle helped me make Chex Mix last weekend.  We put the pans on the floor, and Sparkle very carefully poured cereal into each one.  It took forever, but it was cute how hard he was concentrating. 

At one point he spilled a million Cheerios on the floor.  He immediately ran for the little broom and dustpan (What a good boy!), and swept up a bunch of them, but instead of dumping them into the garbage, he dumped them back into the pan!  I was not about to try to pick all the Cheerios out of a pan of cereal, so I bit my tongue.

So if you're coming to my house, avoid the Chex Mix, but don't tell anyone else, OK?

Nutcracker

We took the boys to see the Nutcracker this evening.  They knew we were going "to a ballet" and we would see "lots of people dancing," but they really had no idea what it would be like. 

We tried to prep Sparkle a bit by saying, "When we get there, we will find the bathroom and go before the ballet starts.  After it starts, we have to stay in our seats."  Sparkle thought for a second and then asked, "Will we have to fasten our seat belts?" 

Yes, baby, fasten your seat belt; the Nutcracker is quite a show.

I had not seen the Nutcracker for quite a while, and it was soon obvious that we should have done some additional prep work with Sparkle. 

He was a little nervous when the lights dimmed.  He was interested and quiet during the first scenes of the Christmas party.

Then came the scene (which in hindsight I should have remembered, and realized that it would be frightening) where the little rats were crawling around on the floor and the big huge scary Rat King had a sword and almost stabbed Clara.  Then the soldier dancers fired some little cannons, and Sparkle freaked the freakin' freak out!

"I want to go home!  I don't like the ballet!  It's too loud!  I think it's time to go now!  I think the ballet is over and we need to go now!"

Finally he calmed down slightly and then the stupid cannons fired AGAIN, and Sparkle FREAKED the FREAKIN' FREAK OUT!!!

So I took him out in the hallway.  Poor baby, he wanted to leave.  He said we should go home and come back to get Daddy and Pumpkin later.  He suggested maybe we could wait for them in the car.  But I didn't have our coats or the keys, so we had to wait.

At intermisson, we had a hurried debate over the merits of staying vs going.  In the end we came to a compromise.  Sparkle thought it might be okay to try sitting way, way in the back, far away from the dancers and any potentially dangerous rodents on the stage.  This worked out great.  Way in the back, with the next audience member at least four rows in front of us, we could all talk about what was happening, and we weren't shushing the kids so much.

Of course, now that we had a solution with Sparkle, Pumpkin had maxed out.  He started wiggling and squirming and squealing and rolling happily on the nasty auditorium floor.  It was time to go.

And then, of course, Sparkle was horrified that we were going to leave!  Before the end!  It wasn't over!  See? SEE?!  The dancers were still dancing! 

We gave him a five minute warning, and we were able to leave without either child completely melting down again. 

Our parenting nerves were a little fried, though.

Sheesh...  Merry Christmas, indeed.

Cutting a Christmas Tree

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We went out to the country to cut a Christmas tree.

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The small tree farm is behind a garden and work shed.

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Boomer the dog is the official greeter.

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Img_1831We honk for service.

There are lots of trees.  A baby could get lost if Mama isn't watching!

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Strong Daddy carries the tree down the hill.

Img_1949 At home, the tree is strung with lights during nap time, ready for the boys to decorate when they wake up.

A Big Thank You, and Christmas Stuff, Too

Thank you to those who have commented or emailed in the last few weeks.  My goal is to actually respond to all comments and emails, but I have not been able to do that lately.  I do appreciate your thoughts and input!

Both boys are so excited about the Christmas season.  Maybe it's their ages (now 2 and 3), but it seems like this is the first year that their excitement is so contagious. 

I love seeing the boys start Christmas traditions that my family did when I was little.  We have an advent calendar, and the boys take turns opening the flap every day.  We open Christmas cards at the dinner table and read them together (not many yet, but they're coming!).  Sparkle was given the task of putting Christmas stickers on paper napkins, and at every meal it's a big deal to see who got which sticker.  We made peanut butter blossoms a few days ago, and Pumpkin eats the kiss out of the middle and abandons the rest ("More chok-ah-lit, peez!").  We have white lights on the Christmas tree, but the boys have one string of colored lights around the window of their bedroom.

Pumpkin calls them, "Kim-iz yites!"  This morning Sparkle asked permission to "plug out the lights" before we left for school.

I'm loving it! 

Christmas Gift Ideas

Could you help me out with some Christmas gift ideas?  I need to find a great gift for Pumpkin's first mom.

We will send her a photo album, a DVD of some family video, Pumpkin's hand prints, and some of his recent art work.  But these are all things we would send anyway (though usually not all at the same time). 

I don't know her tastes really well.  It has to be something that I can mail fairly easily.

My best idea so far is spa socks, nail polish, bath oil, fancy lotion (like Bath and Body), and a CD.  I don't think she has the time for some of that girl-y stuff, so she might enjoy getting some pretty, pampering things.  But it seems a little impersonal.

Do you have any good ideas?

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