My
husband and I have a large blended family. When we go to the park, we
let our children play on the playground while we play tennis about
twenty feet away. We can see the children at all times and are able
to help them if they need help.
The
problem is that other parents at the playground give us dirty looks.
Our children are perfectly safe and adequately supervised. They are
not disrupting anyone, hurting anything or in any kind of danger.
It’s a modern public park and we are twenty feet away, for
goodness sake.
These
other parents follow their children around the playground with
constant nagging to be careful, slow down, come back here, don’t
touch that, that’s dirty, that’s dangerous — it’s
exhausting to watch and not how I want to parent.
How
do I handle their dirty looks and muttering?
Answer:
One
of the strangest things I ever saw was a mother who yelled, “Don’t
run!” at her little boy as he ran across a playground.
“Don’t
run,” is great instruction if a child is inside a house, or at
church, or in a store. But the whole point of a playground is to
provide a place for the rough, active play that does not belong
inside the house.
Do
we jump off the bureau in our bedroom? No. Do we jump off the
platform at the playground? Yes. Do we climb up the wrong side of the
banister at Grandma’s house? No. Do we climb up the playset at
the park? Yes.
The
park is also a place where children can play they way they want to.
Children know what is fun and what is not. I have never seen a child
stare at a play structure, sand box or swing in confusion and
bewilderment. And most children are perfectly able to find something
to do at a park.
Whether
they want to sit in the shade and look at bugs, dig in the dirt or go
down the slide 700 times, their job is to amuse themselves until
their parent is ready to go home.
The
parent’s job at the park, in my opinion, is to enjoy the fresh
air while providing general supervision and calling out occasional
encouragement such as, “Nice climbing,” and “Hop
up. You’re okay.”
A
parent should provide correction when necessary, of course,
especially when a child is bothering another person, but it is
usually unnecessary to follow one’s child around the
playground, offering instruction and suggestions and warning about
the dangers of germs, climbing, jumping, sliding, hanging upside down
and falling.
The
park is also a good place for parents to observe their children’s
physical and social skills. A parent might notice that a child has
trouble joining in games, or that he doesn’t climb stairs as
well as the other children. Or that a child is amazing at monkey
bars, or makes friends easily. This is important information, and it
is hard to glean except from a bit of a distance.
Letting
children play without constant close supervision also gives parents
confidence in their children’s abilities. It helps them be less
nervous parents.
All
of this is to say that I think you are doing a good thing by letting
your children play without constant interference and instruction. I
hope you also allow them to get reasonably dirty, to roam within a
reasonable range, and to try reasonably challenging new things.
So,
the question now is, are you going to let the other parents at the
park knock you off your game? Are you going to cave to their
disapproving looks and let them control the way you parent your
children? Are you going to allow them to decide whether you play
tennis? You are not. You are going to keep doing what you feel is
best without any reference to them.
One
might even say you are going to set an example for them by proving
how safe and enjoyable the park can be when parents and children
pursue their own interests and activities (including just sitting
there for parents) instead of huddling together and stressing about
germs, heights and how far the child is from his parent.
Here
is what you might do the next time you are in this situation.
One,
exude confidence. You are confident that your children are
perfectly safe at the playground while you play tennis. Let this
confidence show. Avoid nervous, worried expressions. Appear cheerful
and calm instead. Wave happily to the children once in a while. Stand
up straight.
If
you see another parent interfering with your child, call out a
cheery, “Excuse me — he’s all right. He’s
allowed to do that.” Or, “She’s fine.” If
another parent comments to you that you sure have a lot of kids, and
don’t you get nervous playing tennis while they run wild, you
can say, “Oh, I know. It’s so much fun. We love the
park.” But aren’t you nervous? “Oh, no. We come
here all the time. They’re fine.”
Two,
ignore the disapproving looks. These people are strangers. They
have no power over you. It’s a public park and a free country.
If they want to ruin their evening at the park by sniffing and
looking askance at you, that’s their problem.
If
you’d like, you can imagine they are jealous of your confident,
independent children. And of the fact that you are playing tennis
while they wander around after a four-year-old who is perfectly
capable of playing by herself.
Three,
there is no three. Just look confident and ignore the mutterers.
Go ahead and do what you want to do even if you can tell another
parent is judging you hard. It takes a bit of guts to play tennis or
to sit on a bench and play with your phone while other parents shadow
their children around the playground. But you cannot allow other
people to make you feel ashamed of a perfectly sensible parenting
strategy.
Do
you have a quandary, conundrum, or sticky situation in your life?
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Cynthia Munk Swindlehurst spent her childhood in New Hampshire and her
adolescence in San Diego. She served a mission in Manaus Brazil. She
graduated from Brigham Young University with a degree in English and from
Duke University with a law degree.
She practiced law until her first child was born. She enjoys reading, tap
dancing, and discussing current events. She and her husband live in
Greensboro, North Carolina with their two sons.
Cyndie serves as the Sunbeams teacher in her ward.