TV’s Supernanny is cool: A Review. Ten of the best techniques I’ve gleaned from the show.

I am fascinated by the Supernanny.  She’s the English Nanny who helps rescue people being over-run by their kids.  What’s most fascinating about her is that she doesn’t have any kids, but she seems to have a good understanding of what makes kids tick. No matter how assertive she is with the children,  the kids seem to love her. She knows the difference between being stern and mean. (It is TV) It just proves that kids are looking for authority figures, not friends.

This lady has good ideas. I was watching a marathon of these shows yesterday. Why I should be interested after I’m all done with mothering bewilders me. Maybe I’m just glad I didn’t live with abusive kids.

These new parents have a lot on their plates. It takes two incomes to raise kids these days. It’s a lot of responsibility, work and time.  I think maybe we’ve lost sight of what’s important. I think our mothers, father, and grandparents had a better idea.

I’m not saying I was the perfect mother, far from it. Luckily, my kids came out all right, but I  could have used some of the techniques I see proposed on this TV show.

Ten Valuable Techniques (I’ve watched


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Supernanny teach hapless parents.)

1 .When disciplining the child, get down on their level. Have them think about what they did wrong, then have them apologize. (I actually did use this technique. It was in place in the medieval times. )
2. Put some authority in your voice, so they know you mean business.
3. Make them go in their corner or room for one minute per age.
4. If they get out of bed at night, just put them back in their beds. The first time, say something, but after that don’t talk, just put them back in bed.
5 .Don’t let them use bad language, kick, hit or abuse the parents. It should never be tolerated.
6. Keep a good routine going. Give them thing to do that they will like. (Don’t just expect toys or TV  to completely entertain them.)
7 .Make sure your house is safe and that they can’t get into trouble.
8. Give them responsibility.
9. Take time to play with them.
10 Take time to listen to them.

Clinging Child

The story that I found unbelievable was about a little boy who was clinging onto his mother. She couldn’t walk 10 feet without him putting up his arms and demanding that she pick him up. She never turned him down.  He also decided what time his  mom and he should go to bed.  When he got tired, he happily crawled in bed with Mom and Dad (already asleep).

Supernanny gave Mom several  techniques to un-cling little 2-year old.  Mom was unwittingly promoting these  clinging habits. Dad wasn’t helping because when  he came home from work, he had transition time which never ended. He sat on a chair all night and watched TV. As soon as he became engaged with his kids, things began to improve.

It all came out all right. (At least on the TV show.)  The clinging  child  finally went to sleep in his own bed, disengaged from his mom and stopped throwing tantrums every time she put him on the floor.

If the kids featured on Supernanny are messed up, it’s easy to see who is responsible. It usually goes back to Mom and Dad.

The parents don’t seem to have any insight in what they’re doing to create these little monsters. Some parents are afraid of their kids not liking them, some are too lazy to tend to their kid’s needs, and others just don’t know what to do.

It seems peculiar that they don’t teach these kinds of skills in school. I think it’s needed now, more than ever.

Your thoughts?

10 top reasons a Baby Boomer still misses her mother

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My mother died 5 years ago. She died a day before Mother’s Day. (It wasn’t this exact date, but close enough). I still miss her all the time. I miss her when I have some good news to tell her. I miss her when I just want to talk. How many of us will dial the phone number after someone we loved has died just to hear it ring? I don’t do it any more, but I did for a little while after she died.

Here are my top 10 reasons for missing her.

  • 1. She loved me unconditionally, and I loved her back.
  •  2. She was a good listener.
  • 3. she was a link to my past although she started to forget it at the end. She called me by my childhood nickname.  I miss hearing her say it.
  • 4. She appreciated any little thing I did for her, no matter how trivial.
  • 5. She still tried to mother me any chance she got. One time the apartment she lived in sent up some extra food for her, and she asked me if I wanted it. (It was sweet).
  • 6. She was always happy and excited to see me.
  • 7. She was someone I could be around without watching everything I said.
  •  8. We had fun together. We loved to go to restaurants together. By the end of her life, that’s about all she could still do.
  •  9. She cared about my kids and husband and  always treated them like royalty.
  •  10. It still kept my father alive in some way. She never forgot stories about him. My only hope is that they’re together somewhere in some way.

Happy Mother’s Day Mom wherever you are!


Blacklick Woods: A place that brings me joy!


A owl who was in a cage at Blacklick for a special day.

One of the places that gives me joy is practically in my own backyard. It’s called Blacklick Woods, and it’s a park owned by the city of Columbus. It’s 2.5  miles from my house.

I go there by different modes of transportation: walking, riding my bike or car. I walk in the park mostly during fall, spring and summer.  I don’t go there much in the winter⎯only a couple of times when it’s not freezing.

I have two favorite trails: one  is a .75 mile trail tree covered trail that  circles the nature center, and another is a 4.1 bike and walking trail which is more open and sunny. You see more animals on the trail by the Nature Center. I’m guessing they like to hang out there because it’s more woodsy.

The walking trail is a relatively level path, but there’s one good hill.  Sometimes I  speed down that hill on my bike. When I”m doing that I feel like I’m 10 years old. I feel joy!

I like to watch the young mothers and fathers pedaling their bikes with their kids attached to the back of their bikes in a covered contraption.  Often, you’ll see a jogger pushing their kids in a stroller while they jog.  All the kids seem to be enjoying the ride.

I usually visit the Nature Center before I take my walk. It’s a little building with some displays and a big window where you can view nature doing its own thing. Sometimes, when you look out the window, you’ll spot a hawk or an unusual colored bird eating the food in the feeders. Sometimes, you’ll spot other animals. I’ve seen minks, possums, raccoons, and mice.

There’s a lot of different people sitting around the nature center watching the animals. There’s a big window where we can all watch the animals eating the seeds and drinking the water left by the park rangers. The little kids are almost more fun to watch than the animals. They like to point at the animals out the window. It’s the joy of discovery; it seems to make them so happy.

” Mommy, that bird likes me. He’s looking at me,”  one little guy recently said to his mom.

“Yes he does,” she agreed.

Today when I went on my walk around the Nature center, there was a deafening high sound. It was the peepers (frogs) looking for mates. I’d never heard that sound before. When I asked the guide how long it lasts. “Until they all find mates.”

The people who visit the park remind me of the animals. When it’s a nice day, they all become active and materialize. Today, many were wearing summer garb because it was a lovely spring day.

The park gave me a luxurious feeling: there’s nothing like the feel of the warm sun. When I got out of the range of the peepers, I felt the soft sweet wind.

I get a little sad in the fall when I see the leaves starting to turn colors because I know what’s next. Winter with her cold temperatures and snow. But mother nature is full of surprises. This year I kept waiting for the snow, but it never fell.

I never counted how many times I’ve walked around the trail. It must be in the hundreds.  I  never know if I’m going to spot a deer family. There’s something fun about coming across a free wild animal. Maybe it’s because you never know when it’s going to happen. If they get too close, I get a little nervous. After all, they are wild animals.

As a young mother, I used to take my kids to the very same park. The fancy playground they have up now wasn’t there at the time. It was just swings and a slide, but it was enough for them. I find it hard to believe that part of my life ever existed. I sometimes wonder when it ended. It seems like you should be able to record the date on a calendar or write it in a book. But life isn’t like that.

Sometimes my grown-up children will humor me by accompanying me to the park. The last time I went with two of them, my daughter said, “look mom!” She pointed at a barn owl, sitting in a tree during the day.

I was as excited as a little kid. I’d looked for them on owl walks, but never spotted one before.  I got up really close, and we stared at each other.

“Where you been hiding?” I asked. He just kept staring, and even moved his head from side to side.

If I moved from my house, I think the park is the thing I’d miss the most.