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Monday, February 14, 2011

We're Doing the Bible Book Bop!

A few months ago a friend sent me a link to this You Tube video of Go Fish's song Bible Book Bop.  We love it!  


I picked up their Snazzy album for Big Brother for Christmas so that we would have the song on CD.  Since we started listening to this song, Big Brother has memorized the first five books of the Bible, both Sis and Big Brother know Jude and Revelation and occasionally they will randomly ask things like, "Is Hosea in the Bible?"

I also love the song Saved from the same album:  "I'm saved by grace through faith, oh yeah . . . " What fabulous truth to have pressed into their minds and hearts through song!



Go Fish claims to make "great music for kids that won't drive parents bonkers!"  They live up to their billing for this parent.  The music is fun, upbeat--perfect background for housework or exercise while the kids are around.  

And on a day when I crawl into bed realizing that I've done nothing beyond refill sippy cups and try to get little people to sleep, it reassures me to think that at the very least the kids may have absorbed some truth via musical osmosis.  

Friday, February 11, 2011

From a Biblical World View, Why Should a Toddler Comb Her Hair?

It is possible, even probable, that I'm over-thinking, but here's the question I've been pondering for the week:  From a biblical world view, why should a toddler comb her hair?


When I worked with teenagers, I observed that girls whose sense of identity seemed closely linked to their appearance, were the most vulnerable to unhealthy relationships with boys.  If being pretty is what defines one, how can one be certain of one's beauty? The approval of boys.

When I had a daughter of my own, I started fretting about all the many ways I could mess her up--and this was one of my top concerns.  Despite my awareness of the pitfalls and good intentions, we've fallen into the pretty-trap.

The Pretty-Trap
As her hair has grown longer, combing it has become more and more of a chore.  Despite a detangler spray, it seems to be an uncomfortable procedure.  To the inevitable whining, "No!!" when she sees us coming with the comb, we'd fallen into saying things like . . .

  • We have to comb your hair so it will look pretty.  
  • Don't you want your hair to look pretty?
  • Your hair needs to look pretty so we can leave for church.  

And really, what's the lesson we're teaching her?  Being pretty is so important that it's worth subjecting oneself to the unpleasantness of hair combing.

I knew we were doing it.  I knew it was bad.  I didn't realize how bad until one day I was combing her hair so that she could go with Papa to help his friend Scott jump his dead battery.  As I combed her hair she said, "I'm dunna ast Stotty is my hair looks pwetty."

Oh, how I cringed.  Not only have I taught her that pretty is important, but she's already seeking validation of her prettiness from men.

Rethinking My Parenting Goals 
About this same time, I'd been working my way through a book by Tedd Tripp entitled Shepherding a Child's Heart.  While I have some major points of disagreement with him, his writing his been incredibly thought-provoking.  In an early chapter, he works through common parenting goals (developing special skills, psychological adjustment, well-behaved children, good education, etc) and explains why they are unbiblical as primary parenting goals.

His conclusion: there is only one worthy biblical goal to serve not only as our primary parenting objective, but as the focus of our life.  It is the answer to the first question of the Shorter Catechism.

Q.  What is the chief end of man?
A.  Man's chief end is to glorify God and to enjoy him forever.

I knew all along that pretty wasn't a goal compatible with a biblical world view (I Peter 3:3-4 Your adornment must not be merely external), but having this set before me really helped me focus my thoughts.

So . . .From a Biblical World View, Why Should a Toddler Comb Her Hair?
Having rejected "pretty" as a goal and refocused on my true goal--glorifying God and enjoying him forever--I'm left with the conundrum:  when I emerge with the comb and Sis runs the other way squealing, what do I say?

So here it is for now:  "Sis, God gave us our bodies.  It's our job to take good care of them.  Combing your hair is part of taking good care of your body."

It doesn't roll of the tongue quite like " . . . so you'll look pretty!" but it's what I'm going with for now.

Am I over thinking this?  Is there a better way to put it in toddler terms?

I Corinthians 6:19  Or do you not know that your body is a temple of the Holy Spirit who is in you, whom you have from God, and that you are not your own?

Wednesday, February 9, 2011

Potato Stamp Valentine Cards

Potato stamps came to the rescue once again for this crafting-incompetent Mama.  Big Brother and I have been busy the last couple of days cranking out homemade Valentine's day cards for his preschool class.

At the beginning of the week as I was gathering my supplies, I was feeling quite on top of the Valentine situation until I suddenly realized they were opening cards on Friday the 11th because he does not have preschool on Monday the 14th.  Yikes!  We had to accelerate our production schedule suddenly.  

First, I precut white card stock into thirds.  Then I used a tiny heart cookie cutter to make a heart-shaped potato stamp. 


We used washable Crayola paint to stamp red hearts on all of the white card stock strips.  

As much as Big Brother loves to craft, mass-production is not his forte, so I had to help a bit.

After they were dry, we folded them not quite in half:  we left a blank lip at the bottom on which to write the name of the Valentine recipient.


On red card stock, to go into each card, I printed out the words:   

A friend loves at all times . . . 
Proverbs 17:17  
Thanks for being my friend!
Big Brother

We used some decorative scrap-booking scissors to cut the red squares out.  Big Brother got a kick out of the fancy scissors!  We glued one in each of the cards.  (The Sharpie is there to cover Big Brother's name.  My apologies for the fuzzy picture.)



The final step is a red heart sticker to seal the card.  The end result is very pleasing!   

Last year we purchased cards and after I'd addressed AND signed them for him, I was feeling like preschoolers exchanging Valentines was really a ridiculous sham.  

This year, despite my having helped a bit more than I had originally intended (because of the volume of cards we needed to produce), Big Brother participated in every step of the process and as he gives these out he will feel ownership of them--much more so than last year.  

Valentine's day is a great reminder to share God's love with which we've been so richly blessed.  Thank you Lord for your love and mercy!

Ephesians 2:4-5
But God, being rich in mercy, because of His great love with which He loved us, even when we were dead in our transgressions, made us alive together with Christ (by grace you have been saved) . . .