The Building Zone

Friendly Murals are located at child-level

We took a field trip to the National Building Museum with some of Ian’s buds. Obviously the main attraction was how much fun Ian had and how much he learned while doing it.  If you are a resident or visitor to our fine city, you should absolutely take your family to the Building Museum.  If the line for the Building Zone is long, borrow one of the Family Tool Kits and wait it out- it’s worth it!  Family Tool Kits are available for a mere $5 checkout fee to non-members.  If your kid has given up naps like mine, consider timing your visit to the Building Zone around noon, when the line usually clears.

We didn’t have time to explore the entire museum, but the parts we did see suggest that hands on activities are available everywhere you go.  The miniature building bricks in the Cityscapes exhibit were a nice surprise, and our gang of two and three year olds enjoyed their visit to this gallery.

Checkerboards define areas of play

Okay, so now that the totally unsolicited ad for the National Building Museum is over, let me tell you why I loved our visit.  Other than how much fun my kid had and how beautiful the building is, of course.  I obviously spend a lot of time thinking about ideal play environments, being as how I spend a great deal of time with my son.  I know there are those who will tell you that they think being a SAHM is fatal to the intellect, but I find that I just direct my creativity and problem solving into other areas.

I know it’s ridiculous to research and calculate how much profit Mrs. O’Brien is making on her cookies until you think about what Ian might be learning from it.  Okay, yes, first of all he’s figured out that Mommy is prone to bizarre enthusiasms that come and live in her head for a while and won’t go away until you indulge them, but also he sees that it’s okay to indulge your curiosity even if it seems a little silly.  And that you might find out something interesting as a result. But I digress.  Other than questioning the motives of fictional old ladies and trying to memorize every smile, giggle, and milestone, my brain does find ways to occupy itself.  As I said, with enthusiasms that come and live there.  Which brings us to play environments.  (Yes, I know we’re getting here the long way around.)

Sturdy benches are seats or tables

When you visit the Building Zone, you’ll notice first that the color is an incredibly friendly sky blue.  Attractive, friendly reminders are painted on the walls, like “Please Tidy Up.”  And there are these beautiful murals that are simple in design but filled with vibrant, complex color.  And they are executed in a scale and location that puts them at the kids’ eye level.  The abundance of natural light adds to the feeling of serenity.  High ceilings help keep the noise level down.  The max occupancy is 40 people, which is a lot for a single room, but it feels very spacious.

The designers took advantage of the practical, environmentally friendly carpet tile often used in public spaces to create a feeling of separate play spaces.  They added a couple of checkerboard areas, and, just peeping out under the playhouse, a square of grass-green carpet.  If you observe how the kids play in the room, you’ll notice that they seem to follow these nearly subliminal indicators.  The “Block Stop” Legos, for instance, don’t seem to wander around the room, but stay together.

Closing the Window

Next, notice that although there are a few large, fabulous items, the space is also filled with the same kinds of toys all kids have at home.  There’s a book corner, a dollhouse, some puzzles, dress-up clothes, blocks, and toy trucks.    But the furnishings set this play area apart.  The room is almost exclusively furnished with benches that are the perfect height either for adults to sit on, or for small children to use as a play surface.  They are built of plywood and can be rearranged to suit the pattern of play.

I completely plan to apply some of my observations to the play areas available in my home.  Whether you plan to analyze the play dynamics or just want to watch the grin on your kid’s face when he opens and closes the windows on the play house, be sure to put this one on your “to do” list!

Read more about our visit on the Building Blocks Blog.

Jurassic Dollhouse

The new doll house was a fabulous find, but the first thing Ian said to me after we set it up was, “Where’s the family?”  That’s right, it came with all the furniture, but no dolls.

I told him his Little People would be happy to play in it, and left it at that.  I knew he’d find some inhabitants for it soon enough, and I was right.

My favorite was when they took the doors off and pretended to use them as saws. It was quite an extensive remodeling project.

The Big Boy Bed, Part Deux

Ian’s first night in the big boy bed lasted sixty seconds before he walked out of his room.  After he went back, he was in there for 13 actual seconds (I timed him) before the door opened again.  I really don’t think he actually got back into bed at all.  I think he just went in there and came back out.  Mommy informed him that no, nobody actually needs to go potty more than once a minute and sent him back to bed.  An hour and a half later it was apparent that he was actually asleep.

An inspection the next morning revealed half the contents of his bookcase in the bed or on the floor nearby.  I can live with that.  He is still super excited about his big boy bed, but tonight there was some fussing about not wanting to go to bed.  I told him to go get a book but not to let Mommy know he was out of bed.  He said, “Okay, Mommy!”

Door’s still shut.  I win.

Caught!

We took the drop side off of Ian’s crib today, because now that he’s potty independent he needs to be able to get out so he can “go.”  He was so, so excited about the idea of getting a “big boy bed,” that I thought this would be the ideal way to try it out without scaring the bejeezus out of Mommy.  After all, we could always put it back, right?  Not to mention, this crib is one of several million that have been recalled because the drop side was unsafe.

So I popped it right off- it actually disturbed me a bit how easy it was- and took off the protruding metal track from the bottom.  Ian said he wanted me to take off the plastic track from the top, but I said no, I wanted to leave it for a while.

Well, apparently I did not secure the screwdriver, because I heard a suspicious noise a short time later.  When I went to investigate, I found him in the act of removing the last of the six screws holding the plastic tracks onto the crib.  He even stacked the removed hardware tidily on the dresser, just the way Raba would have done it.

I guess we’re committed to this whole “big boy bed” thing.

My stupidest post ever.

Yes, I really think this is kind of stupid, but if I have to have this thing bookmarked on my ‘puter and watch it several times a day, I’m going to make a note of it.  Of course, it might also help your kid, in which case it’s suddenly not so stupid, huh?

Ian saw this commercial and has a perfect potty record ever since.  I’d be less excited, except the day he saw this started with him walking up to me and peeing on my foot.  Half an hour after he’d last used the toilet.  I wish I were kidding.  I realize he may have been coming to tell me he had to go potty, but it was still not the finest moment of my life.  Then he saw the ad and, apparently, had an epiphany.  By “perfect” I mean that I have not reminded him, he has not had any accidents, and he is handling the transaction completely on his own.  Apparently, he just needed to see it in action for the pieces to fall into place.

So the new rule in our house is that screen time is strictly limited EXCEPT for this ad, which Ian may watch on demand, up to three times in a row.  As often as he asks.  Because potty training, like few other things in life, is a time when you throw the proverbial book.  If there is anything you can say, sing, buy, or watch that will make your child “get” it, then THAT is what you do.  So, bring it on, Huggies.  We love your new commercial.

Ian’s Personal Art Gallery

Small children actually enjoy fine art, and of course there are a bevy of experts telling you that you “should” expose them to it for their “development.”  The dryness of that advice aside, we do like to give Ian the opportunity to see and experience fine art without having to practice his “museum manners” at the same time.

Daddy’s idea of how to do this is a good one- when fine art calendars go on sale (usually in January or February) he buys a couple for peanuts, then uses spray adhesive and foam core board to create an art gallery in our hallway that is just at Ian’s eye level.

This latest time Ian helped. Not only was he involved in the construction of the posters, Daddy said, “show me where to hang this,” and Ian picked the height himself.  Then the judicious application of a level and adhesive velcro tape finished it off.

Mommy’s approach to this is to laminate 5×7 art cards and put them in thrift store frames.  Here’s an example from the “dress up” area:

Conversations with Ian

Ian: Mommy, I want to do my letters. How about H.
Mommy: (sounding out the letter) H… H… Hat. H… H… Hot. What else has “h?”
Ian: Cough.
Mommy: Uh… well, yes, that’s true…

During a storm at midnight…
Ian: Mommy, that was Rama and Raba Thunder. There’s Daddy Thunder.
(a particularly loud thunderclap.)
Mommy: Oooh, who was that one?
Ian: That’s Aisling thunder. (shouts) Hi Aisling!
(another thunderclap)
Mommy: And who’s that one?
Ian: That was Aisling talking back to Ian. (pats his belly) She is saying hi to ME!