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these photos were taken when mike and mikkel were a couple of months old. the resemblance is uncanny. sometimes, i wonder if mikkel is just mike’s child. i just cannot find any trace of wendi in him. hehe.

mikkel is at his stage in his life where he wants to break and shatter everything. if our remote control could talk, he’d probably have sued for physical abuse a long time ago. my laptop does not have it any easier. if you can see it from my perspective, you can see 6 dents in the LCD monitor which were a result of a smashing encounter with mikkel’s big yellow jeepney. mike’s tripod is now in three pieces. mikkel’s yaya includes it in her daily chore to pick up the torn pieces of paper that mikkel can get his hands on. and his bike now looks like it was bought from a garage sale five years ago (his lola just bought it two months ago).
i make it sound as if my two year old is a brat. well, that’s one way of looking at it. although i know some kids who are worse. one drew on all the walls of their house, another destroyed his sister’s most precious archie collection (that was me when i was 6 years old and my brother when he was 4.)
but of course, i love mikkel oh so dearly, which is why i’d like to think that this is all because of his extreme energy. i know not all kids are “gifted” with hyperactivity and over-enthusiasm. but what can i do? mikkel has earned his title, “the destroyer” in his own right.
here is what mike and i do to survive mikkel’s ability to destroy everything in sight. if you have a kid who’s got a similar “talent,” you might find these tricks useful.
1. hand him simple things to toy with. mikkel is not really a destroyer by nature. when i observe him, i see that he just loves to manipulate things. he loves things/toys that he can build, stack, and push and pull or do something with. he just ends up destroying some of them when he gets frustrated because he can’t make that thing work.
for instance, the remote control. he likes toying with this because there are many buttons to push and he can take out and insert back the batteries. it is when he can’t figure out how to lower the volume or how to turn off the menu slide on the screen that he gets upset. so what i do is i just hand him things that are easy for kids his age to figure out and work on.
2. spend enough quality time with him. sometimes i get so engrossed with work or with what i write, that i sometimes fail to notice that mikkel wants my attention. i learned this the hard way when he decided to use his toy jeepney to divert my attention from the laptop to him.
3. give him an outlet for energy release. mikkel’s physical energy is unbelievable. he wakes up 8am and can stay full charge until midnight. he can lift a medium sized pail full of water (which is heavy even for me) and can go around a track and field oval 2 full rounds with no rest. if you keep him still in one place, he’d go crazy. so mike sees to it that he brings him out every afternoon and they walk from our house to wherever their feet brings them. if it’s raining or mike’s busy with work, i dance and jump around with him or i let him climb on me. it’s fun and mike and i get to exercise.
4. distract him. spanking hardly ever works because even if you punish him for destroying something, his short term memory would make him forget the next day that daddy’s computer or the cupboard are off limits and he’d climb back again to those places and reach out to something breakable. the solution to this is that we just keep an eye on him while he wanders around (supervised freedom) and when he is about to do something incredulous, we just jump in and offer him something else to distract him.
5. offer an interesting, unusual activity. mikkel is the type who easily gets bored. that’s why i rack my brain every day to come up with something new and exciting for him to do. there was a time when i bought him a watercolor set and spongebob coloring book. he loved it! it kept him quite for almost a day until he chipped off all the colors and flushed them down the drain.
last week, when i was preparing lunch, i made him peel off garlic cloves. he also enjoyed that. he loved that so much, he did that almost every day during that week. i had enough supply of garlic to open up a garlic bread store.
just see to it that activities you give your child are educational. i know peeling garlic cloves does not teach him ABC or 123 but it helps him learn about household chores!
i hear people say that kids these age are really terrible twos. i am not one to disagree. but i just try to make the best out of it by figuring how to survive this phase and pray fervently to heavens that hopefully, this is indeed just a phase.

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mikkel is at his stage in his life where he wants to break and shatter everything. if our remote control could talk, he’d probably have sued for physical abuse a long time ago. my laptop does not have it any easier. if you can see it from my perspective, you can see 6 dents in the LCD monitor which were a result of a smashing encounter with mikkel’s big yellow jeepney. mike’s tripod is now in three pieces. mikkel’s yaya includes it in her daily chore to pick up the torn pieces of paper that mikkel can get his hands on. and his bike now looks like it was bought from a garage sale five years ago (his lola just bought it two months ago).

i make it sound as if my two year old is a brat. well, that’s one way of looking at it. although i know some kids who are worse. one drew on all the walls of their house, another destroyed his sister’s most precious archie collection (that was me when i was 6 years old and my brother when he was 4.)

but of course, i love mikkel oh so dearly, which is why i’d like to think that this is all because of his extreme energy. i know not all kids are “gifted” with hyperactivity and over-enthusiasm. but what can i do? mikkel has earned his title, “the destroyer” in his own right.

here is what mike and i do to survive mikkel’s ability to destroy everything in sight. if you have a kid who’s got a similar “talent,” you might find these tricks useful.

1. hand him simple things to toy with. mikkel is not really a destroyer by nature. when i observe him, i see that he just loves to manipulate things. he loves things/toys that he can build, stack, and push and pull or do something with. he just ends up destroying some of them when he gets frustrated because he can’t make that thing work.

for instance, the remote control. he likes toying with this because there are many buttons to push and he can take out and insert back the batteries. it is when he can’t figure out how to lower the volume or how to turn off the menu slide on the screen that he gets upset. so what i do is i just hand him things that are easy for kids his age to figure out and work on.

2. spend enough quality time with him. sometimes i get so engrossed with work or with what i write, that i sometimes fail to notice that mikkel wants my attention. i learned this the hard way when he decided to use his toy jeepney to divert my attention from the laptop to him.

3. give him an outlet for energy release. mikkel’s physical energy is unbelievable. he wakes up 8am and can stay full charge until midnight. he can lift a medium sized pail full of water (which is heavy even for me) and can go around a track and field oval 2 full rounds with no rest. if you keep him still in one place, he’d go crazy. so mike sees to it that he brings him out every afternoon and they walk from our house to wherever their feet brings them. if it’s raining or mike’s busy with work, i dance and jump around with him or i let him climb on me. it’s fun and mike and i get to exercise.

4. distract him. spanking hardly ever works because even if you punish him for destroying something, his short term memory would make him forget the next day that daddy’s computer or the cupboard are off limits and he’d climb back again to those places and reach out to something breakable. the solution to this is that we just keep an eye on him while he wanders around (supervised freedom) and when he is about to do something incredulous, we just jump in and offer him something else to distract him.

5. offer an interesting, unusual activity. mikkel is the type who easily gets bored. that’s why i rack my brain every day to come up with something new and exciting for him to do. there was a time when i bought him a watercolor set and spongebob coloring book. he loved it! it kept him quite for almost a day until he chipped off all the colors and flushed them down the drain.

last week, when i was preparing lunch, i made him peel off garlic cloves. he also enjoyed that. he loved that so much, he did that almost every day during that week. i had enough supply of garlic to open up a garlic bread store.

just see to it that activities you give your child are educational. i know peeling garlic cloves does not teach him ABC or 123 but it helps him learn about household chores!

i hear people say that kids this age are really terrible twos. i am not one to disagree. but i just try to make the best out of it by figuring how to survive this phase and pray fervently to heavens that hopefully, this is indeed just a phase.

i am loud, talkative and i have many friends but i don’t think i was ever as popular as the time when
i got pregnant. the round thing bulging in front of me, which made it hard for me to see my toes, made
me an instant celebrity.
it was late in 2006 when my belly started growing bigger and rounder. first, it was just my friends at
hallmark who paid extra care and attention to me and my delicate status. i loved all the attention
plus the leniency. if i get late, all i get are sympathetic looks even from the bosses (well, they are
really nice people to begin with, and my commute that consisted of 2 jeepney rides, 1 mrt ride and 2
footbridges was truly hellish even for someone who’s not preggy!)
after a while, even people from other departments in the office who barely looked at me when i was
still single and skinny started greeting me with wide smiles and talked to me as if we have been
friends since childhood.
it’s not that i did not like that or anything. in fact, i enjoyed it pretty well. i loved how the
other mommies in the office kept track of my pregnancy milestones, how they all gave me pieces of
wisdom (which proved to be really helpful!) and how they even compiled a set of pregnancy clothes for
me.
and i really had a great time reading the survey “what is wendi’s child going to be, boy or girl?”
some were not contented just giving a guess, they even analyzed the shape and size of my tummy to
justify their hypothesis. (the result of the survey? “boy” won hands down)
i felt so important, i felt that my child was really lucky. it felt wonderful knowing that the people
around me were so involved with what i was going through.
the bigger my stomach grew, the more popular i got. even strangers began approaching me, talking to
me, asking when i was due, if i already knew if it’s a boy or a girl, if i was drinking Anmum. some
even went as far as touching my tummy. imagine walking mindlessly in a shopping mall when suddenly you
feel something weird on your belly. you look down and you see a hand! is that weird or what?
the popularity does not end with strangers caressing my bulging stomach. at the mrt, i also enjoyed a
special privilege. sure, i got squeezed in that hot box so many times during my pregnancy but almost
every time, someone would offer me their seat a second before tears start dropping down my cheeks.
but there was that one time when my round tummy got squeezed against the door so hard and still none
of them offered me a seat. i was so tired, i could not help but cry. some ortigas girls (who were also
standing) saw my tear-stained face and i heard them say, “kawawa naman ung buntis.”
i must admit, somtimes i took advantage of my being pregnant. all i had to do was grunt a little and
hold my belly as if i am in pain and sure enough, all it would take is a few seconds before a kind
soul stands up and gives me his/her seat. hehe. (of course, the acting part was not at all hard given
that i was REALLY tired carrying a huge load in my tummy all the way to ortigas.)
the grunt acting was not only effective in the mrt. it also worked well when i had to stand in long
lines or when i want to enter a door that is not supposed to be an entrance. people (even security
guards who according to hannah have “maximization of power” syndrome) were surprisingly kinder and
more considerate to big bellied women.
another time i felt so loved was when my college blockmates threw me a baby shower. great food, lots
of laughs, beautiful gifts, and endless love and kisses. i don’t think i ever got to thank therese and
jeng and all my blockmates for that very wonderful time.
(my other baby shower hosted by my high school friends got cancelled because i had to give birth that
day, more on that on labor day: the great birthing experience)
yes, being pregnant has lots of perks. but the biggest perk of it all is knowing that you are carrying
the person you love most inside your womb. by the end of your 9-month journey, you will be happy (to
see your child), relieved (that you are no longer “fragile”) and sad because your popularity has come
to an end, as the real star has come out.

i am loud, talkative and i have many friends but i don’t think i was ever as popular as the time when i got pregnant. thepreggy round thing bulging in front of me, which made it hard for me to see my toes, made me an instant celebrity.

it was late in 2006 when my belly started growing bigger and rounder. first, it was just my friends at hallmark who paid extra care and attention to me and my delicate status. i loved all the attention plus the leniency. if i get late, all i get are sympathetic looks even from the bosses (well, they are really nice people to begin with, and my commute that consisted of 2 jeepney rides, 1 mrt ride and 2 footbridges was truly hellish even for someone who’s not preggy!)

after a while, even people from other departments in the office who barely looked at me when i was still single and skinny started greeting me with wide smiles and talked to me as if we have been friends since childhood.

it’s not that i did not like that or anything. in fact, i enjoyed it pretty well. i loved how the other mommies in the office kept track of my pregnancy milestones, how they all gave me pieces of wisdom (which proved to be really helpful!) and how they even compiled a set of pregnancy clothes for me.

and i really had a great time reading the survey “what is wendi’s child going to be, boy or girl?”  some were not contented just giving a guess, they even analyzed the shape and size of my tummy to justify their hypothesis. (the result of the survey? “boy” won hands down)

i felt so important, i felt that my child was really lucky. it felt wonderful knowing that the people around me were so involved with what i was going through.

the bigger my stomach grew, the more popular i got. even strangers began approaching me, talking to me, asking when i was due, if i already knew if it’s a boy or a girl, if i was drinking Anmum. some even went as far as touching my tummy. imagine walking mindlessly in a shopping mall when suddenly you feel something weird on your belly. you look down and you see a hand! is that weird or what?

the popularity does not end with strangers caressing my bulging stomach. at the mrt, i also enjoyed a special privilege. sure, i got squeezed in that hot box so many times during my pregnancy but almost every time, someone would offer me their seat a second before tears start dropping down my cheeks. but there was that one time when my round tummy got squeezed against the door so hard and still none of them offered me a seat. i was so tired, i could not help but cry. some ortigas girls (who were also standing) saw my tear-stained face and i heard them say, “kawawa naman ung buntis.”

i must admit, somtimes i took advantage of my being pregnant. all i had to do was grunt a little and hold my belly as if i am in pain and sure enough, all it would take is a few seconds before a kind soul stands up and gives me his/her seat. hehe. (of course, the acting part was not at all hard given that i was REALLY tired carrying a huge load in my tummy all the way to ortigas.)

the grunt acting was not only effective in the mrt. it also worked well when i had to stand in long lines or when i want to enter a door that is not supposed to be an entrance. people (even security guards who according to hannah have “maximization of power” syndrome) were surprisingly kinder and more considerate to big bellied women.

babyshower2another time i felt so loved was when my college blockmates threw me a baby shower. great food, lots of laughs, beautiful gifts, and endless love and kisses. i don’t think i ever got to thank therese and jeng and all my blockmates for that very wonderful time.

(my other baby shower hosted by my high school friends got cancelled because i had to give birth that day, more on that on labor day: the great birthing experience.)

yes, being pregnant has lots of perks. but the biggest perk of it all is knowing that you are carrying the person you love most inside your womb. at the end of my 9-month journey, i was happy (to see me child), relieved (that i am no longer “fragile”) and sad because my popularity has come to an end, as the real star has come out.

some of you would probably say that this post is rather late for it is june already and summer is over. not quite! for my family and i who live in a vacation spot, summer is all year round! as long as the sun is shining right above our heads, nothing can stop us from packing our swimsuits and running off to the beach, which is roughly an hour away from where we live. (there’s one that’s nearer only a few minutes away but quite crowded already).
mikkel has gone to the beach much more times than a regular two-year-old because his parents happen to be beach bums. (the flexibility of our online careers allows us to indulge in a beach escape whenever we feel like it).
well, anyway, if you are planning to bring your kid to the beach anytime soon or next summer, you will find these tips very useful.
1.  invest in a good quality sunscreen. my son inherited the kind of skin that i have which is the kind that does not easily get sunburned (or get that stinging sensation after long exposure under the sun). both mikkel and i just turn dark brown instantly without any pain whatsover. but i still invest in a good quality sunscreen not because i intend to protect his or my complexion (which is not the primary objective of a sunscreen anyway) but to protect our skin from harmful UV rays.
when buying sunscreen, keep these tips in mind:
* get the right SPF factor. SPF means sun protection factor. common notion is that this is the degree of protection you can get. not necessarily. consider the duration by which you normally burn under the sun without protection. let’s say 20 minutes. multiply that number by the SPF on your sunscreen. for example 20 (minutes) x 15 (spf) = 300. 300 is the number of minutes you’re protected with that sunscreen. i bet you didn’t know that huh! 😉
* get one that has protection for both UVA and UVB rays.
* opt for one that is free from PABA or para aminobenzoic acid since many children (and even adults) are sensitive to this.
2. avoid sun exposure from 10 am to 2 pm. this is when the sun’s heat is the strongest.
3. bring lots of water. mikkel always gets thirsty as a horse after roughing it his with dad in the water for hours. that and the strong heat of the sun can easily dehydrate anyone.
4. prepare simple meals. i love cooking and there was this one beach outing where i prepared really nice but elaborate dishes that took me quite the whole day. it didn’t leave me time to spend with my little darling. so take my advice and don’t bring your penchant for cooking at the beach. it’s a day to spend with the family, not with the pots and pans!
5. don’t forget to bring an extra plastic bag for the wet suits. i go to the beach all the time but i still always forget this! is it just me?!
anyway, more andda, ganto ba yung rak!more beach trips for us!!!

strolling along with my baby

some of you would probably say that this post is rather late for it is june already and summer is over. not quite! for my family and i who live in a vacation spot, summer is all year round! as long as the sun is shining right above our heads, nothing can stop us from packing our swimsuits and running off to the beach, which is roughly an hour away from where we live. (there’s one that’s nearer only a few minutes away but quite crowded already).

mikkel has gone to the beach much more times than a regular two-year-old because his parents happen to be beach bums. (the flexibility of our online careers allows us to indulge in a beach escape whenever we feel like it).

well, anyway, if you are planning to bring your kid to the beach anytime soon or next summer, you will find these tips very useful.

1.  invest in a good quality sunscreen. my son inherited the kind of skin that i have which is the kind that does not easily get sunburned (or get that stinging sensation after long exposure under the sun). both mikkel and i just turn dark brown instantly without any pain whatsover. but i still invest in a good quality sunscreen not because i intend to protect his or my complexion (which is not the primary objective of a sunscreen anyway) but to protect our skin from harmful UV rays.

when buying sunscreen, keep these tips in mind:

* get the right SPF factor. SPF means sun protection factor. common notion is that this is the degree of protection you can get. not necessarily. consider the duration by which you normally burn under the sun without protection. let’s say 20 minutes. multiply that number by the SPF on your sunscreen. for example 20 (minutes) x 15 (spf) = 300. 300 is the number of minutes you’re protected with that sunscreen. i bet you didn’t know that huh! 😉

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* get one that has protection for both UVA and UVB rays.

* opt for one that is free from PABA or para aminobenzoic acid since many children (and even adults) are sensitive to this.

2. avoid sun exposure from 10 am to 2 pm. this is when the sun’s heat is the strongest.

3. bring lots of water. mikkel always gets thirsty after roughing it with his dad in the water for hours. that and the strong heat of the sun can easily dehydrate anyone.

4. prepare simple meals. i love cooking and there was this one beach outing where i prepared really nice but elaborate dishes that took me quite the whole day. it didn’t leave me time to spend with my little darling. so take my advice and don’t bring your penchant for cooking at the beach. it’s a day to spend with the family, not with the pots and pans!

5. don’t forget to bring an extra plastic bag for the wet suits. i go to the beach all the time but i still always forget this! is it just me?!

anyway, more and more beach trips for us!!!

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bath time with mikkel means huge splashes of water on my face, wild screams that can be heard next
town, banging of walls, throwing of shampoo bottles, drowning soaps into the pail, and the whole
bathroom turned upside down, inside out.
my overly energetic and mischievous curly top is just too fond of water to keep me sane. it is
horrific, i tell you. i always find myself screaming louder than ever. “mikkel!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”
the good news is i have found a couple of tricks to make bath time more bearable.
1. bring his favorite toy in the bath. this is the best tactic so far in distracting him during bath
time. however, his penchant for the toy only lasts for a few minutes so i must always bring a
different one as an added precaution.
2. tell him to scrub and rinse himself. mikkel is the kind of kid who thinks he’s already an adult.
that’s why he loves it when i give him tasks that reinforces this belief.
3. put him in a small tub of water. mikkel loves this so much that he stays still for a couple of
seconds, long enough for me to get most of the shampoo out of his hair. take note, rinsing his hair is
the most sensitive part of the bath time because he just would not let anything touch it.
4. sing songs or act out plays. when i do this, mikkel would stare at me, watch me, and forget for a
little while about his mission to get wild during bath time. if he gets tired of my act, i do another
one until i finish off his bath. this can be pretty exhausting given that you are already exerting too
much physical effort attempting to contain a kid gone wild.
5. struggle and plead. well, this hardly ever works even if i cry fake tears. but this has become a
normal part of giving my kulit kulot a bath.
for kids who dread bath time, it’s a different story. here are some ideas that might help:
* join your kid in the tub. it makes a child feel safer knowing that you are also in the water with
him.
* find out what he is scared about bath time. if it is the cold water, then go give him a warm bath.
if it is the scary rubber duckie you try to distract him with, ditch that. if it is the weird
accummulation of hair in the drain, clean your bathroom more often!
* tell your kids stories about bath time and be sure to tell him only nice stories so he has fond
memories to associate bath time with.
* make bath time interesting. it could be a new set of bath toys or a little bath game or some singing
of happy songs.
i don’t know how many baths i still have to give mikkel before he gives a calm and pacified approach
to this activity. i surely look forward to that day!

mikkel bath

bath time with mikkel means huge splashes of water on my face, wild screams that can be heard next town, banging of walls, throwing of shampoo bottles, drowning soaps into the pail, and the whole bathroom turned upside down, inside out.

my overly energetic and mischievous curly top is just too fond of water to keep me sane. it is horrific, i tell you. i always find myself screaming louder than ever. “mikkel!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

the good news is i have found a couple of tricks to make bath time more bearable.

1. bring his favorite toy in the bath. this is the best tactic so far in distracting him during bath time. however, his penchant for the toy only lasts for a few minutes so i must always bring a different one as an added precaution.

2. tell him to scrub and rinse himself. mikkel is the kind of kid who thinks he’s already an adult. that’s why he loves it when i give him tasks that reinforces this belief.

3. put him in a small tub of water. mikkel loves this so much that he stays still for a couple of seconds, long enough for me to get most of the shampoo out of his hair. take note, rinsing his hair is the most sensitive part of the bath time because he just would not let anything touch it.

4. sing songs or act out plays. when i do this, mikkel would stare at me, watch me, and forget for a little while about his mission to get wild during bath time. if he gets tired of my act, i do another one until i finish off his bath. this can be pretty exhausting given that you are already exerting too much physical effort attempting to contain a kid gone wild.

5. struggle and plead. well, this hardly ever works even if i cry fake tears. but this has become a normal part of giving my kulit kulot a bath.

for kids who dread bath time, it’s a different story. here are some ideas that might help:

* join your kid in the tub. it makes a child feel safer knowing that you are also in the water with him.

* find out what he is scared about bath time. if it is the cold water, then go give him a warm bath. if it is the scary rubber duckie you try to distract him with, ditch that. if it is the weird accummulation of hair in the drain, clean your bathroom more often!

* tell your kids stories about bath time and be sure to tell him only nice stories so he has fond memories to associate bath time with.

* make bath time interesting. it could be a new set of bath toys or a little bath game or some singing of happy songs.

i don’t know how many baths i still have to give mikkel before he gives a calm and pacified approach to this activity. i surely look forward to that day!

how to distinguish toys with real educational value

i must admit, a part of me secretly wishes for mikkel to become a
prodigy. this is probably why, i give him all sorts of educational
toys to make him smarter.
he played with shape sorters, stackable rings, plush building blocks,
and musical toys as an infant. and he is now toying with puzzles,
books, abacus, and dominoes as a toddler.
of course, toys won’t really turn any kid into a genius. but they do
help in the process of mental and physical development of a child.
various educational toys can nurture early learning and hone crucial
skills such as hand to eye coordination, spatial awareness, motor
skills, cognitive learning, visual perception, sensory exploration,
problem solving skills and the creative imagination.
like most moms, i also find it difficult to choose toys for my little
curly top. try entering a toy store and you would be bombarded with a
vast array of choices, all claiming to be educational and beneficial
for your little one.
so how can a mom distinguish toys that have true educational value?
well for one, real educational toys are engaging. they do not simply
make a passive observer out of your little child. if you would to
choose between an education DVD and a set of building blocks for your
toddler, the right choice would be the latter. after all, it is not
advisable to let children below 2 watch too much television even if
it is supposed to be educational.
apart from that, real educational toys encourage interaction and
communication. you should also try to buy toys that are related to
the interests of your kid. this way, the fun factor in playing is not
eroded by the whole concept of educating your kid. after all, kid’s
play should be fun and enjoyable.
moreover, educational toys should always be age appropriate. toys
that not suitable for your child’s age are not beneficial for them.
more importantly, they can also pose danger for your child’s safety.
speaking of safety, it is not enough that you get a toy that is
educational. you should get something that is durable, of high
quality, and will not put your little one at risk.
toys do play a big part in a child’s life but this can never replace
the quality time we should spend with ourmikkel exploring his new toyDSC_0528 copylittle ones to make
playtime more fun, educational, and worthwhile. 🙂

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i must admit, a part of me secretly wishes for mikkel to become a prodigy. this is probably why, i give him all sorts of educational toys to make him smarter.

he played with shape sorters, stackable rings, plush building blocks, and musical toys as an infant. and he is now toying with puzzles, books, abacus, and dominoes as a toddler.

of course, toys won’t really turn any kid into a genius. but they do help in the process of mental and physical development of a child. various educational toys can nurture early learning and hone crucial skills such as hand to eye coordination, spatial awareness, motor skills, cognitive learning, visual perception, sensory exploration, problem solving skills and the creative imagination.

like most moms, i also find it difficult to choose toys for my little curly top. try entering a toy store and you would be bombarded with a vast array of choices, all claiming to be educational and beneficial for your little one.

so how can a mom distinguish toys that have true educational value?

well for one, real educational toys are engaging. they do not simply make a passive observer out of your little child. if you would to choose between an education DVD and a set of building blocks for your toddler, the right choice would be the latter. after all, it is not advisable to let children below 2 watch too much television even if it is supposed to be educational.

apart from that, real educational toys encourage interaction and communication. you should also try to buy toys that are related to the interests of your kid. this way, the fun factor in playing is not eroded by the whole concept of educating your kid. after all, kid’s play should be fun and enjoyable.

moreover, educational toys should always be age appropriate. toys that not suitable for your child’s age are not beneficial for them. more importantly, they can also pose danger for your child’s safety.

speaking of safety, it is not enough that you get a toy that is educational. you should get something that is durable, of high quality, and will not put your little one at risk.

toys do play a big part in a child’s life but this can never replace the quality time we should spend with our little ones to make playtime more fun, educational, and worthwhile. 🙂

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