Category: Montessori Monkey

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A Montessori Kid’s Take on the Jewelry Store

So I did get a lovely gifty in a small, professionally wrapped box this weekend for Mother’s Day. MAM helped Daddy pick it out on Saturday (before the fever of the century attacked). After I opened it, we had the following conversation:
“MAM, did you go to the jewelry store with Daddy to get my present?”
“No. Not the jewelry store. Mama, we went inside the pink tower!”
(it’s hard to tell from the photo, but the building is bright pink)
I see the resemblence….don’t you?!?!?
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School Days….

for MAM (not me) have begun! Sweet girl has two weeks under her belt, and things are very, very good. She’s in love with her teacher, has no problem helping herself to her snack at the appropriate time, she’s sleeping during nap time, and she’s figured out the whole drop off/pick up thing. 

And with a true Montessori spirit, she started singing, “My toes are on the line, my toes are on the line…” (to the tune of the Farmer and the Dell), interchanging body parts.  She’s brought home her first metal inset paper. She talks about the pink tower.
And me? Well I get close to six hours with just Junior, which is heavenly. It’s heavenly when he sleeps, and it’s heavenly when he wakes up and I can just feed him. Feed him with two hands, not looking at anything but his incredibly blue eyes. 
I’ve got seven weeks left of hanging out with the little man, and I intend to enjoy it. And after that, I get to go to work every day, in the classroom next to where MAM is. And Junior will be with our beloved Ms. L, who is still “the” infant caregiver at the daycare where MAM spent her days before she joined the school. As much as I know it will be hard to be away from him all day, I am completely comfortable with our childcare arrangement, which huge. 
So far, the planets continue to align. How’s back-to (or starting-) school going at your house? 
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The Floor Bed: part two

Over two years ago, I posted about our use of a Montessori-inspired approach to infancy–the floor bed. I have to admit, I love that post–I love looking back and remembering what a sweet baby MAM was. That post takes me back to that day–the day she couldn’t get back on her little bed that was maybe six inches off of the ground. She was such a love. My friend, sitemeter, tells me that many a mom is coming here to read about my floor bed. Because I wrote that post before the wee-one was mobile, I now feel obligated to tell you about the floor bed after mobility strikes. I will be honest–at times, it ain’t pretty.

In hindsight, as she became more and more mobile, we should have started to condition her to stay on her bed when it was time to sleep. With hindsight being 20/20, I can say now that we were stupid. The dear one started to fall asleep all over the room–after we’d put her down and rub her back, she’d be up the minute we closed the door. Sometimes she’d cry, but after a few minutes, she’d otherwise occupy herself, and eventually fall asleep. Sometime after her first birthday, she could reach the door knob, so we had to rig it so she’d couldn’t just walk out (since you know, she was walking around in her room, instead of napping). Here’s the thing though–she has just about always napped well and slept at night. Oh there were times we’d try to get her to stay on her bed to fall asleep, but she was much more strong-willed than I, and after an hour of putting her back on her bed each afternoon, I would just shut the door and walk away. Within minutes, she’d be asleep–on the floor, of course. There was a time this past summer where I’d sit by the door of her room every evening, pouncing on her should she get out of bed–but she would almost always outlast me. At 10:30pm, I didn’t care where she slept, I just wanted her to sleep. And sleep she would–on the floor, after I closed the door.

To this day, she likes sleeping on the floor. We recently bought her a Dora airbed for my parents’ house-she slept next to it on the floor all weekend long. Right now, as she sleeps off a fever, she’s sleeping on the floor.

Now that she’s 2 1/2, she’s starting to understand that concept a little better, and is understanding consequences as well, so she’s complying more often about sleeping on the bed. She understands when she gets in trouble after lights out and I walk in and she’s dancing in the middle of the floor.

Are you scared yet??? Should you be using a floor bed with an extremely mobile, somewhat strong willed child, good luck. I believe it has made her more independent, and I wouldn’t trade it for a crib, but I would definitely set stricter parameters if we do this again.

I would stay in the room or closer by until the baby fell asleep, to make sure she is sleeping on the bed. I think MAM never did this with me because she was used to me leaving (no problem when she was immobile). I would also take the time to get her to understand that even if she can open the door to her room, she won’t be opening the door to her room before she falls asleep.

Thanks for reading about our experience with the floor bed–it’s been quite the adventure!