Redpath…

On Monday we headed to the Redpath Museum in Montreal for a workshop on meteorites…

Last time we were at the Redpath Xavier started getting sick on the way there and we ended up spending a lot of time in the bathroom… This time we got there early and were able to spend some time looking around… what a great museum. If you are in Montreal, it is a great place to stop by and check out 🙂

We went and looked at the mummies again and then some other curious and interesting artifacts…

Samurai armourearly man...

Anaconda skeletonShrunken head...

Turtle and seal skeletons...

Skeletons… Samurai armour… shrunken head… so many questions…

then of course the the dinosaur skeletons were a big hit… The boys were amazed at the size of them…

This is Gorgosaurus libratus a genus of T-Rex that lived in Western Canada at one time…

Gorgosaurus libratus from above...

Gorgosaurus libratus

Gorgosaurus libratus

I forgot the name of this guy… but I stood next to him fascinated for quite a while…

scary little creature...

The Triceratops skull was massive… It is hard to imagine that they were Herbivores…

So big!

hey look... a crocodile..

Then we met up with the other homeschoolers that were there and the workshop started…

The format of the Workshops given at the Redpath are great. The kids have a short information session… not more than 30 min in all and not all at the same place, so there are moving around  bit… Then a craft session to finish things up…

Baby Robin…

Something got my attention in the pool when I was in the kitchen. I saw something floating, then it thrashed and I realized it was a bird…

I called out to Simon that there was something in the pool and that it was drowning and to go help it quickly.

He came back with this little one…all wet and shivering and breathing fast.

Wet baby robin we saved from the pool...

It was most likely his first flight and ended up in the pool, he would not have lasted another minute…

I got a box and put a towel in it to give it a chance to warm up…

About 10 minutes later, his eyes started opening…

getting warmed up and dry...

I didn’t know that it was a baby Robin, but my neighbor came by and told me what he was…. then whenever we got close he started to open his beak and show us that he was hungry. My mama heart broke.

My cat eats birds often, they live and die, but this little one was pulling at my heartstrings…

Then I saw her… On the fence, with a full beak, a mama robin, looking for her baby.

Looking for her baby...

I took a chance and brought the box with the baby near where the mama was… She saw him right away, in the box in my hands, and her gaze followed us as I placed the box on the side of the pool… she went from place to place making sure the path was clear and then went to him…

Hungry little one

As I was contemplating what to do next as he was very exposed to the sun and the cats on the side of the pool, the mama left the box for a few minutes…

I turned to get another picture of her…

Mama Robin

and when turning back I saw him on the side of the box and in an instant… fly down into the bushes…

He made it 🙂

Natural discipline

Discipline in a parent’s view is crucial.

What seems to differ though is what the word “discipline” actually represents. For many, it means controlling and correcting through punishment, either physical or emotional.  If you read my blog, or look back in the archives, you know that I believe that discipline means to model behaviour, to be a guide and facilitator and to teach self-discipline. I don’t believe in using physical force (hitting, tapping, etc.) or emotional force (time-outs, ultimatums, threats, etc.)  as forms of effective teaching, or “discipline”, I actually think that they do more harm than good and they are steps back.

Over the years I have read many articles, blog posts or discussion board posts and have had conversations with people that critique natural discipline, positive parenting, non-coercive parenting.

All seem to repeat the same thing:

If I don’t  ______ (give a bedtime/force to eat/limit computer/put in time out/tap his hand) then my child would always/never_____ (never sleep/eat anything but pizza/never get off the computer/learn that what they do is wrong/understand not to run into the traffic).

The thought, of course, is that people look at all of this as being one or the other. If you don’t punish then you are letting kids do whatever they want. If you don’t force kids to do things, then they will never do it. If you don’t put limits, then no one will.

The defining moment of course is when the controlling parent tries to do the opposite and the child fulfils the prophesy. The theory that “no limits, no punishment” doesn’t work is etched into stone, and those parents that do such a thing are seen as neglectful parents with kids doing whatever they please and running amok.

Of course, for those who do live consensually, don’t put arbitrary limits and don’t punish, their kids are not doing what those people are afraid of, the kids are eating well, getting enough sleep and are happy, well adjusted kids. So why such a gap?

I think it comes down to that definition of  ‘discipline’ and what results with the way it is interpreted. Controling is not teaching self-limitation. Punishing doesn’t give them the tools to make the right decisions.

If you punish a child for hitting, they may stop hitting but they don’t learn anything else besides the fact that love is conditional to behaviour and that it is better to not be caught. Not punishing of course doesn’t mean that you let the behaviour continue. In the case of hitting, it is most likely an impulsive symptom of an initial problem. If you want to teach the right behaviour, the focus needs to shift from the actual hitting, to teaching alternative solutions that can replace the hitting. Children know that hitting is wrong, but they might not know what to do instead. That is what discipline is all about.

If you don’t have a bedtime, then you are more likely to follow your own schedule and sleep when you are tired. If you have always had a bed time and then suddenly you don’t, then you might not know your own cues or self-limits because you have never learned how to. Add the lack of self-knowledge to the mystique of staying up late, then you have a child that will seemingly not go to bed if you don’t tell them to.

What we need to be doing as parents is to teach our kids self-limitation and self-discipline and to maintain individuality and have a voice. I don’t believe that this can be done through controlling and punishment but instead through ‘discipline’ in the other sense of the word.

SMUG

We are just about to head out for the first SMUG. (Summer Montreal Unschoolers Gathering)…

There are a few unschooling gatherings that happen in the US and other parts of Canada, but nothing around here. Until now. Idzie is an unschooling teen that loves to spread the word and took the initiative along with her mom to have a gathering of our own. There won’t be any conferences etc but it is just a buch of unschooling families and teens from around here, the US and even China coming together to hang out and camp for a few days in Oka park just outside of Montreal.

I just know that it is going to be a blast. Hanging around with people that live the same lifestyle as we do, people that have the same goals and the same visions surrounding parenting.

Getting ready for this little trip makes me realize just how much is needed for a family of six to camp out for a few days… I have prepared food, made sandwiches, packed the cooler, packed our plates and cutlery, linens and clothes and the piles seem to be growing…

It’s a lot of work but it is going to be very much worth it!!

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