<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36720811</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:34:16.028-07:00</updated><category term='stealing'/><category term='parenting'/><category term='storytelling'/><title type='text'>Fun On The Spot - family and friends</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robonthespot.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36720811/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robonthespot.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Rob Mathewson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969574725275644874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36720811.post-2357890488678397547</id><published>2007-03-31T10:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T11:41:25.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kids and Food</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;A &lt;a href="http://seattletimes.nwsource.com/html/living/2003644902_faull31.html"&gt;column&lt;/a&gt; by Jan &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Faull&lt;/span&gt; on fostering your children's relationship with food in today's Seattle Times struck a chord with me. I've always felt that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;mis&lt;/span&gt;-informed and inconsistent mealtime parenting often leads to a troubled relationship with food and eating that can spiral into many undesirable outcomes, which can include eating disorders, health issues and anti-social behavior.  As we move away from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;traditional&lt;/span&gt; family meals to attend to our over-scheduled lives, we have left behind many habits that are healthy for our bodies and our relationships. More on this later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Faull's&lt;/span&gt; points from the article:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If a child hasn't eaten dinner, he/she should not be allowed to eat dessert.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Faull's&lt;/span&gt; assumption is that dessert consists of some sweet treat like cookies or ice cream, an assumption that I take issue with for a couple of reasons. First of all, withholding food for behavior modification sends the wrong message,  "you must eat the dinner that you don't enjoy (i.e. the 'bad' food) before you can eat the sweet dessert."  I've seen this approach applied in extreme ways by parents who traded a bite of dinner for a cookie in order to bride their child through a meal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;            The other problem is that it assumes that dessert is a sweet confection.  I don't like the idea of offering sweets habitually at the end of every meal because it makes the consumption of empty calories a daily habit (plus eliminates a sugar rush at the end of the day, which can interfere with homework and sleeping.)  I would much prefer that fruit, nuts and yogurt be offered regularly as dessert to compliment the nutrients of dinner. Reserve sweets for one day during the week and special occasions, emphasizing that they are "treats" not food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Encourage your children to taste their food and respect their right not to like something. &lt;/span&gt;Bravo. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Faull&lt;/span&gt; goes on to talk about engaging children in discussions of the flavors of various foods and explaining that they may change their mind about foods that they don't like as they grow older.  Personally, I always emphasize variety in our family menu and don't expect the kids to eat everything, but I do expect them to taste everything.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You control the food that comes in the house...not what they swallow.  &lt;/span&gt;Great advice here, parents that micromanage every forkful of food drive me nuts.  When I hear my peers echoing my father's demands for a clean plate and images of starving children it drives me nuts. Kids know when they are hungry and what they like. Your job as a parent is to put good food options on the table and convey to them that you expect them to eat during meal time.  The results lead to healthy intake of food and nutrients spread &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;appropriately&lt;/span&gt; through the day and socially acceptable behavior when seated with others during a meal.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Finally, it's not acceptable to say "Yuck"&lt;/span&gt; My kids know this one by heart. Don't insult the cook!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36720811-2357890488678397547?l=robonthespot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robonthespot.blogspot.com/feeds/2357890488678397547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36720811&amp;postID=2357890488678397547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36720811/posts/default/2357890488678397547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36720811/posts/default/2357890488678397547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robonthespot.blogspot.com/2007/03/kids-and-food.html' title='Kids and Food'/><author><name>Rob Mathewson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969574725275644874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36720811.post-977390384116164122</id><published>2007-01-22T13:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T09:50:03.595-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TiVo and Other Investments in Quality Family TV</title><content type='html'>We don't watch a lot of TV in our house. Not that we're anti-TV so to speak, but we choose to find other things to fill our evenings before reaching for the remote.  When I do watch TV, however, I want to be entertained with quality programming without spending too much time channel surfing or watching commercials. For that reason, we've made the necessary &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;investments&lt;/span&gt; (yes, investments) in our TV viewing by paying a premium for digital cable, HBO and TiVo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm probably not the only parent that has noticed the proliferation of drug commercials on television these days. Until recently my reactions to these ranged from ignoring them to rolling my eyes at the embarrassing nature of the maladies addressed.  That is until one day, while watching a Seahawks game with my boys, a commercial for a drug for prostate health called Flomax. As the commercial ticked off the various symptoms that would indicate your need for this drug, my son TJ (8) turned to me and said "Daddy, I think I need that medicine. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk about a wake up call. The days of worry about exposing your kids to the bikini wearing pitch girls on the beer commercials are long gone. I'm as concerned about fast food and other faux food products (Hamburger Helper? mmm...) soft drinks and now various legal chemicals aimed at the plumbing of male and female baby boomers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I mentioned, we are not a family that schedules it's day around the boob tube. The boys get to unwind with 30 minutes of watching each weeknight, assuming their homework and chores have been completed. My wife and I may or may not do the same after the kids go to bed. Most of our other TV viewing is through more controlled means of DVD viewing and On-Demand cable TV. Notice that I didn't specify that it was "commercial free" viewing. As there are still various commercials squeezed into these TV alternatives. And it's not uncommon for the TV to stay off for a day or two at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching sports is one of the only broadcast TV events that we watch as a family. Mariners Baseball starts our spring and summer, which is sandwiched around the Tour de France in July. Tennis caps our summer as we watch the drama of the US Open. The NFL and NBA weave together in the fall and winter with a time out for the NCAA tournament in March.  I'm a believer in spectator sports as entertainment.  I do my best to keep things in perspective for the kids when it comes to the athletes. They're a bit young to notice the off the field fantasy lives of the pro athletes, but I will deal with than when the time comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the point at hand. I wanted to take control of our sports TV viewing, so decided to take the plunge with a TiVo purchase.  Now we can watch our favorite sporting events and gloriously skip the commercials with a few flicks of a button (if you are a TiVo owner and don't know about the hack for 30-second skip, see the bottom of this post.) We just installed our TiVo this week and put it through its paces during the Superbowl. What a pleasure. We chose to watch some of the adds, but passed by most of them (including the Flomax add in the third quarter!)  We also paused to have dinner, then watched Prince for our after-dinner entertainment before finishing the game. &lt;br /&gt;We're now in complete control of our TV watching. That is of course, until the boys reach their teens...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;30 -second skip for TiVo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;While viewing a recorded program or live TV enter the following sequence on your remote: &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;Select, Play, Select, 3, 0, Select&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;If your TiVo plays three Thumbs Up "blings" in a row, the Advance button is now reprogrammed to skip forward by 30 seconds. This bit of reprogramming is not permanent--you'll have to redo it if your TiVo reboots. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching sports w/ the boys&lt;br /&gt;Drug ads&lt;br /&gt;Take control&lt;br /&gt;Free TV is an ad infested commodity, pay for the good stuff and use wisely.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36720811-977390384116164122?l=robonthespot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robonthespot.blogspot.com/feeds/977390384116164122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36720811&amp;postID=977390384116164122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36720811/posts/default/977390384116164122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36720811/posts/default/977390384116164122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robonthespot.blogspot.com/2007/01/tivo-and-other-investments-in-quality.html' title='TiVo and Other Investments in Quality Family TV'/><author><name>Rob Mathewson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969574725275644874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36720811.post-9179085684201462018</id><published>2007-01-20T11:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T11:28:17.883-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Turning Santa Questions into a Teaching Moment</title><content type='html'>So, here we are in the middle of January with Christmas seemingly a distant memory. But no. Last night on the way home from swimming lessons, Jason (8) asks me why his twin brother's Foosball table looks exactly like the one he saw in the store earlier in the week.  You see, TJ's table came from Santa.&lt;br /&gt;Now, in answering this question I could have taken the easy road and explained it away by saying that Santa's elves can make anything in their workshop, yada yada yada...  But instead, I decided to hunker down for a discussion about product licensing. "You see Jay, Santa sends his elves all over the world to visit people who make toys so that he knows exactly what children will be asking for."  I went on to explain that Santa makes a licensing agreement with each of the toy manufacturers so that he can make the exact same toys that boys and girls see in the stores.  We then had a 5 minute Q&amp;amp;A about how licenses work and why Santa and the toy companies would do such a thing.&lt;br /&gt;In the end I was able to keep his belief in Santa intact by using real-world information that will stay with him long after his belief in Santa wanes. I would like to be a fly on the wall the next time the subject of Santa comes up among Jason and his friends to hear just how much of our lesson stuck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36720811-9179085684201462018?l=robonthespot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robonthespot.blogspot.com/feeds/9179085684201462018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36720811&amp;postID=9179085684201462018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36720811/posts/default/9179085684201462018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36720811/posts/default/9179085684201462018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robonthespot.blogspot.com/2007/01/turning-santa-questions-into-teaching.html' title='Turning Santa Questions into a Teaching Moment'/><author><name>Rob Mathewson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969574725275644874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36720811.post-3700257221649870059</id><published>2006-12-24T12:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T12:05:46.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Longest Day of the Year</title><content type='html'>When you're 8 years old. The longest day of the year comes not in June, but on December the 24th.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36720811-3700257221649870059?l=robonthespot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robonthespot.blogspot.com/feeds/3700257221649870059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36720811&amp;postID=3700257221649870059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36720811/posts/default/3700257221649870059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36720811/posts/default/3700257221649870059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robonthespot.blogspot.com/2006/12/longest-day-of-year.html' title='The Longest Day of the Year'/><author><name>Rob Mathewson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969574725275644874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36720811.post-7583371833887475468</id><published>2006-12-16T14:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T10:26:28.171-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun In The Kitchen</title><content type='html'>We have had great fun in our house teaching the kids to cook. It's  a great way to pass along education about nutrition, not to mention family recipes and the stories that accompany them. It's also affected each of our boys in other, unique ways.  TJ, the finicky eater, takes a greater interest in the food that is served to him at dinner if he had a hand in preparing it. Through careful menu selection, we have been able to slowly expand his food repertoire, making him more willing to try new and different foods with much less anxiety than if he had not participated in the meal's preparation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason, the more adventurous eater, has  become quite interested in cooking.  We've encouraged his interest by selecting new recipes and cooking them together. The rest of the family has gotten in to the act by requesting that he make desserts for family functions and even buying him an apron with his name on it.&lt;br /&gt;One of the various kid cookbooks that we have had good luck with is &lt;a href="http://192.168.0.1/adv_filters_url.html"&gt;One Bite Won't Kill You&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36720811-7583371833887475468?l=robonthespot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robonthespot.blogspot.com/feeds/7583371833887475468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36720811&amp;postID=7583371833887475468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36720811/posts/default/7583371833887475468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36720811/posts/default/7583371833887475468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robonthespot.blogspot.com/2006/12/fun-in-kitchen.html' title='Fun In The Kitchen'/><author><name>Rob Mathewson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969574725275644874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36720811.post-329086037936141497</id><published>2006-12-09T16:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T17:32:02.993-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unplugged Journey</title><content type='html'>Just returned from a Maui after a family vacation/family wedding.  It was our first time in Maui and the boys first trip to Hawaii.  I've been replaying once scene from our trip over and over in my mind.  While visiting a pizza place in Kihei (recommendation: &lt;a href="http://maui.citysearch.com/profile/3205485/kihei_hi/shaka_sandwich_pizza.html"&gt;Shaka Pizza&lt;/a&gt;. A NY-worthy pizza.)  a family of 6 enters the restaurant and sits a few tables away from us. The family consists of a mom, dad, 3 girls (triplets, around 6-years old) and a grandma.  Immediately after sitting, the girls each break out their personal electronic games, dad opens the paper and mom and grandma sit quietly with their hands in their laps.  This scene was played out again, with a mom and 3-year old son at the wedding we attended later in the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no greater parenting faux pas than allowing your kids to tune out with a screen during family time, whether in private or public. For those that choose this option, shame on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;You are wasting one of the last available parts of your day for connecting with your kids.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Regardless of the situation, by allowing kids to disconnect themselves from those around them by flipping on a screen your implicit message to them is clear: "Other people around you don't matter. Do what makes you happy." and worst of all "Mommy and/or Daddy don't want/need to talk to you."&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;I'm not one to rail against technology. I love technology. But as is the case with grownup technology (e.g. cell phones, pda's and ipods) etiquette and social norms have lagged far behind the adoption of mobile games such as the Gameboy and personal DVD players.  There are suitable times to enjoys these devices such as long trips or downtime on a rainy day, but limits need to be set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More importantly, from a parenting perspective, why waste an opportunity for uninterrupted conversation with your kids?  There are so many distractions during a typical day that distract us and disconnect us from our families.  Even if the kids are sitting quietly and coloring while their parents talk, their minds are tuned into the conversation and they are learning lessons about their parents and their values as well as the acceptable social norms of grownups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The same can be said when the roles are reversed and mom or day have their face buried in their blackberry during dinner or some similar family time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those who chose to pacify with the screen are setting themselves up for a fall.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36720811-329086037936141497?l=robonthespot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robonthespot.blogspot.com/feeds/329086037936141497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36720811&amp;postID=329086037936141497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36720811/posts/default/329086037936141497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36720811/posts/default/329086037936141497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robonthespot.blogspot.com/2006/12/unplugged-journey.html' title='Unplugged Journey'/><author><name>Rob Mathewson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969574725275644874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36720811.post-578664537144669446</id><published>2006-11-17T10:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T10:04:04.948-08:00</updated><title type='text'>McDonalds is Your Nanny</title><content type='html'>Whether or not we realize it as parents, we have surrendered the mentoring of our kids to the  marketing spinmeisters of corporate America. By dedicating a greater portion of our waking hours towards chasing The America Dream  we are taking time away from our kids, thus leaving them more vulnerable to outside influences.   The result is a list of kids' questions never answered and discussion opportunities missed, which leaves an information void that is filled  by media and pop culture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The basic formula for our 24-hour day has traditionally looked something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sleep + Work + Other = 24&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where "Other" is comprised of a stew of activities involving family, friends, leisure time, community involvement, etc. Each component of this equation has traditionally been allotted 8 hours, but over the last 15 years or so the balance has become skewed and somewhat blurred as we began to succumb to external pressures (chasing The Dream) and spent more time at work both physically and virtually, thanks to technology. Transforming our daily equation into this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Slee&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;W&lt;/span&gt;p + &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;OR&lt;/span&gt; + O&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;K&lt;/span&gt;ther = 24/7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are a parent, the price you pay for allowing your work life to encroach into your "Other" time results in an erosion in the amount of time you can spend rearing your kids.  In order to budget your Other time your forced to turn to organized activities and in-car DVD players or Gameboys (aka "Screen Nannies") to occupy the kids as you rush around to the other functional activities of our day, such as getting the groceries, taking the dog to the vet or going to Best Buy. &lt;br /&gt;The amount of time the kids spend in the controlled environment of their homes is then replaced with the quasi-controlled environment in the backseat of your mini-van. Messages, both overt and sublime, assault their senses in the form of radio commercials, Hollywood movies, billboards as well as the actions and words of their peers. This creates quite a paradox as they spend less time with their parents, which increases their exposure to external stimuli thus creating more questions for them that are best answered by their parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best solution I can put forth in this short post, is to maximize the effectiveness of the time you get to spend with your kids. Your goal is to make it obvious to your kids how special your time together is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Create a schedule for together time and STICK TO IT.  Exceptions happen, but if you're constantly showing up an hour late for dinner because you stayed late at the office then you are sending a message to your child that they are not a priority in your day. Actions speak louder than words.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Use stories of your own experiences to make a point. If you do this on a regular basis, the kids will not only be entertained, but they will hang on your every word. This is a much more effective tool than a "don't do this/that" lecture.  Check out this &lt;a href="http://www.activityvillage.co.uk/tell_your_kids_stories.htm"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt; for other helpful uses of storytelling.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fun and games release tension and strengthen bonds. They also create more opportunities for spontaneous conversation, when you can casually learn all sorts of things about each other.  A fifteen minute game of catch or Uno is all it takes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Put particular emphasis on your first ten minutes together after work and school by shutting off the radio in the car and asking specific questions about their day. Make the questions open ended ("Tell me about gym class today.") to cut down on the chance for quick yes or no answers. If the kids are not talkative, then take the initiative yourself and share something about your day. Consistency is important here; do it EVERY day and don't be discouraged if the feedback on any given day is not very substantial. It will get their with practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36720811-578664537144669446?l=robonthespot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robonthespot.blogspot.com/feeds/578664537144669446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36720811&amp;postID=578664537144669446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36720811/posts/default/578664537144669446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36720811/posts/default/578664537144669446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robonthespot.blogspot.com/2006/11/mcdonalds-is-your-nanny.html' title='McDonalds is Your Nanny'/><author><name>Rob Mathewson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969574725275644874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36720811.post-7175331166383838972</id><published>2006-11-15T19:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:09:30.286-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='storytelling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stealing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenting'/><title type='text'>Chalk up Another win for the Storyteller</title><content type='html'>I've found storytelling to be a powerful parenting tool over the years. This&lt;a href="http://www.activityvillage.co.uk/tell_your_kids_stories.htm"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; does a good job of summarizing the reasons why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reached into my bag of stories today to have a very worthwhile conversation with my boys today. After discovering this week that they had been covertly spending the money in their lunch accounts at school to buy breakfast also. To be clear, my wife and I aren't starving our little munchkins. They have been eating their usual breakfast (a bowl of cereal, milk and some fruit), but have hit a growth spurt over the past month and apparently arrive at school an hour later famished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a way, I was proud of their resourcefulness. But when we asked why their lunch account was empty, they didn't volunteer any news of their breakfast runs. After discussing why this was wrong and then discussing our revised breakfast menu at home, I was reminded of a not-so-happy story from college that I thought would be appropriate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I was the student manager for the computer operations of the school's meal program. In my position, I needed a test version of the debit card used by students who participated in the plan. After the initial testing was over in the beginning of the school year, I began using the card to pay for my own lunch. I was caught, fired and fined by the university.  It stung at the time, but I learned my lesson and have reflected back on the experience several times since then to help calibrate my moral compass.&lt;br /&gt;I shared this story with the boys and they had plenty of questions that had more to do with college dormitories and the meal plan than with the moral of the story.  Surprisingly, they got that part right away, "you were stealing, dad."  All in all it was a good opportunity to fix a problem and teach a lesson without relying on guilt, intimidation or punishment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36720811-7175331166383838972?l=robonthespot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robonthespot.blogspot.com/feeds/7175331166383838972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36720811&amp;postID=7175331166383838972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36720811/posts/default/7175331166383838972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36720811/posts/default/7175331166383838972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robonthespot.blogspot.com/2006/11/chalk-up-another-win-for-storyteller.html' title='Chalk up Another win for the Storyteller'/><author><name>Rob Mathewson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969574725275644874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36720811.post-116223671993268145</id><published>2006-10-30T11:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T12:24:53.893-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Fun at Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>When I was a kid, the only real difference between Thanksgiving dinner and any other Sunday was the Turkey and the football game before dinner. We had the same relatives over that we would have dinner with on most Sundays for a weekly pot of spaghetti sauce. It was a familiar setting with familiar conversations that followed a familiar script. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanksgiving today is quite a different animal. Families and friends are traveling longer distances to visit for a day (or extended weekend.)  Add in the one or two newcomers (new friends, sig others, roommates) that seem to also be a staple of the modern Thanksgiving.  Before you know it, your dining room is full of people that have their hands in their laps and don't have a lot to say. Now what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find that storytelling is a great way to "warm up the room" to borrow a theater term.  Sharing a family favorite of a holiday from the past can serve as an excellent introduction for newcomers and spark new conversations for those who have been out of touch for a while. This is what I had in mind when I created the &lt;a href="http://www.funonthespot.com/Learn_More/DidYaKnow.html"&gt;DidYa Know&lt;/a&gt; game.  The game has storytelling cards targeted to various age groups and gives everyone in the playing group a chance to contribute to the conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Storytelling is the old form of communication and it can be a powerful way to bring people of different ages and backgrounds together. That's especially true when it comes to grandparents who try to relate to their grandchildren. Neither has much of a sense of the others perspective, which can make for a lot of uncomfortable silence in the room.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36720811-116223671993268145?l=robonthespot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robonthespot.blogspot.com/feeds/116223671993268145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36720811&amp;postID=116223671993268145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36720811/posts/default/116223671993268145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36720811/posts/default/116223671993268145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robonthespot.blogspot.com/2006/10/family-fun-at-thanksgiving.html' title='Family Fun at Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Rob Mathewson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969574725275644874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36720811.post-116223477515979275</id><published>2006-10-30T10:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T12:24:53.593-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Technorati post</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.technorati.com/claim/58hjjh9w89" rel="me"&gt;Technorati Profile&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36720811-116223477515979275?l=robonthespot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robonthespot.blogspot.com/feeds/116223477515979275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36720811&amp;postID=116223477515979275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36720811/posts/default/116223477515979275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36720811/posts/default/116223477515979275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robonthespot.blogspot.com/2006/10/technorati-post.html' title='Technorati post'/><author><name>Rob Mathewson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969574725275644874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
