Sunday's Snapshots

Sunday’s Snapshots: Tantrums vs Meltdowns

There’ve been some interesting conversations on Facebook about my most recent Snapshots column, which you can read here. People find both terms dismissive and/or invalidating. I have yet to hear a term that isn’t one of those though and I haven’t come up with my own word that works. The main point here, the thing I’m really hoping to relate, is that it doesn’t matter what you call them, what matters is your reaction: do you provide empathy or do you chastise?

TFPL Book Talk: The Measure by Nikki Erlick

In collaboration with my monthly column, Whatcha Readin’, in The Sanders County Ledger, my local Thompson Falls Public Library lets me do a monthly short video of a book I liked reading the month before. This months book is The Measure by Nikki Erlick (which is also the book for our first ever Flashlights & Firelight Online Book Club meeting! Join us to discuss on September 18, 2024) Enjoy the video and join me on Zoom in a couple weeks to discuss your thoughts!

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Cuddle Time

Daily writing prompt
What’s your favorite time of day?

My mother allowed me a half hour of television a day. I was supposed to come home from school, finish my homework, and then have one thirty minute show. Of course this isn’t how it worked.

I came home from school, sat down at the coffee table, pulled out all my homework, turned on the TV and during commercial breaks, if I wasn’t jumping up for a snack, I did my homework. I always made sure to have my homework done before my mom came home, and I always made sure to turn the TV off before she came in the door.

“How was your day?”

“Good.”

“Did you get your homework done?”

“Finishing up now.”

“Did you watch your show yet?”

“Nope. I want to watch it with you.”

For it wasn’t so much that I cared about TV as I wanted to do something with her that was ours.

I can’t remember the lineup anymore, what show on which day, but there were shows we’d watch together: Family Ties, and The Wonder Years. I’m sure there were others, but those were her favorites. She’d let me pick whatever I wanted and watch it with me, but Punky Brewster and Growing Pains weren’t really her thing. I always picked a show she liked if I could help it, my greatest fear being her calling an end to this daily ritual.

As a parent, especially a single parent as she was (a feat I can, thankfully, only imagine), your time is limited but your time is all your child wants. It wouldn’t have mattered if we were laying on the couch with no television, simply being together for thirty minutes. I would have loved that. I’d gladly watch anything she wanted to watch just for the chance to be together for thirty minutes.

I try to remember that with my kiddos now. Every morning when they wake up and come out to the living room and find me typing away, I put the computer on the end table and hold out my arms. They come flooding to the couch, climbing up on either side of me. We readjust my throw blanket across all of us and snuggle up. Sometimes they ask to do a puzzle on my iPad, an app I keep just for them; but usually we just cuddle. It’s better than TV. Cuddle time is my favorite time of day.