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Anna ready for schoolAnna, who will be six at the end of September, started school yesterday. Though she doesn’t look excited in the photo, she was thrilled to go, and had been asking daily when school would start for the last two weeks. Teddie drove her to school, and she rode the bus home with Isaac, now in second grade (see the photo below).

I remember when my niece Emily went to kindergarten; she seemed so small (and now she’s the mother of twins!). Almost 20 years later, it seems exactly right that Anna should be heading off into a (somewhat) bigger world. I cried when Zack, who just started 8th grade, got on a school bus for the first time. Now, with number 3, it’s not exactly routine, but I am much more comfortable. I think with the first, there’s some fear or trepidation: what will the teachers be like? will other kids be kind? can he manage the lunch tray? Now, we’ve seen that the teachers are kind, the school nurturing, and the experience positive.

Anna and Isaac come home

Having said that, I was just reminded of how much like babies my children still are. I got up from the keyboard to take first Anna, then Isaac, in to snuggle with Teddie for a few minutes before the flurry of breakfast and getting ready begins. When I woke Isaac, he stretched several times and I thought, “He looks like he’s not that much bigger than his 3-month old twin cousins.” And though he wouldn’t like me to say it, at times I still think that Zack is just a child. He’s very responsible, takes good care of Isaac and Anna when Teddie and I go out, generally makes wise decisions–but he’s not really that old.

I remember when I taught high school for a year (this was before Zack was born, so it must be 15 years ago), looking out the window of my classroom and seeing Ethan, a tall, almost-manly looking 9th-grader, stomping in rain puddles like a preschooler. I realized that they have mature bodies, and they are capable of amazing thought: but these teens are still just kids. (Which makes me wonder about some of the things they are typically exposed to–but that’s another post for another day.)

Back to yesterday: in a totally related development, I had the most productive day in recent history. By 2 p.m., I had cleaned the house and done the dishes, bathed, done 3 loads of laundry, graded 31 final exams and about 100 homework assignments. It was exhilarating! The reason for the productivity? Kindergarten. Anna interrupts me throughout the day to sell me pretend cookies, have tea parties, watch dance recitals, and give updates on the latest happenings with Blue, Dora, Barbie, and a dizzying array of dolls and make-believe characters that populate her world. I missed her smile and her kisses, but wow! what a wonderful thing it was to get so much done without interruption!

My niece Emily and her husband Keith recently had twins, and I was thinking about what advice I would share with them about parenting. Number 1 is “always talk about God” (see Deuteronomy 6:4-9). Number 2 is definitely, “Don’t do anything once that you’re not willing to do a thousand times.” Let me explain.

I discovered fairly early that Zack, our oldest, is a creature of habit–and that all children are. They love routines. There’s a definite upside to this: establish a pattern for doing something, and they will generally stick with it and even demand it. My kids are so used to hearing me pray with them that if I leave out any part of the prayer, they remind me: “Bad dreams and scary thoughts.” That means I forgot to pray, “Protect them from bad dreams and scary thoughts and nightmares.” And interestingly, they don’t expect Mom to pray the same as Dad, but they do expect each of us to pray consistently. It’s a good thing.

But–and this is a big but–you really need to think through what you do before you do it. I learned this the hard way when Zack was about 2 and I decided to be silly with him at bedtime. Typically, I would pray with him and kiss him goodnight. But on this night, I kissed his nose and said “Goodnight, nose.” Kissed his forehead, “Goodnight, forehead.” Moved on to his lips, his chin, his hair, his eyes, his cheeks, his eyebrows–not a part of his face was left untouched. All well and good…until the next night. I prayed and kissed his forehead and said goodnight. Zack wanted more. I went through the entire routine again. Repeat for several nights, and I had a problem. I couldn’t not say goodnight to every part of his face.

And so I formulated my rule: don’t do anything once that you’re not willing to do a thousand times. As we had Isaac and Anna, this rule has proved useful time and again. I don’t remember how I worked myself out of the “goodnight face” routine with Zack, but I have learned to stop and consider, “Is this something I want to do over and over and over?”

This applies to more than just bedtime routines. With all three kids, we’ve seen that a preschooler can watch a movie four times today and still want to see it again tomorrow. And that makes you think about what your child is picking up. A character that talks back to his parents may be funny once, but do you really want your kid to see that 50 or 100 times? As Zack has gotten older, Teddie and I have realized that we have to carefully consider our choices. A friend invites him to spend the night. It’s not just a question of “can we work out the details?” but also, more importantly, “is this a child we want Zack to spend the night with repeatedly?” It might be that he never wants to spend the night with Joe again–but we have to think carefully about the precedents we might be setting.

Does this mean we never try anything “just once”? Absolutely, and we make clear the parameters up front. When Zack got his PS2, he wanted to rent some games we were unsure about. First-person shooters were out, and we explained why. Other games, it depended. Sometimes, we had no issues. Others, we said, “We’ll try this and see what it has. But if we find anything objectionable, we’re returning it.” Zack has understood and never complained–and in fact, he has volunteered a few times to stop playing something he realized was a problem.

In some ways this is no great revelation; basically, I’m saying “be intentional.” I guess what I realized as an inexperienced parent was that I needed to be intentional all the time. I knew I would have to think about things when my kids got older, but at two? With kids at 13, 7, and 5, Teddie and I have realized that what happens at 2 matters very much, because it can set the precedent for good or bad for years to come.

So, Keith and Emily, think about what you’re doing with Noah and Benjamin. And remember, don’t do it once if you aren’t willing to do it a thousand times.