Instructing my daughter that ‘journey boo-boos’ are a part of life
I come from a household of flinchers. Nicely-intentioned in fact however with an instinctual urge to ask “is that protected?” earlier than continuing. Maybe Darwin favors this trait in people and way back the vast majority of my look-before-you-leap ancestors didn’t truthful so effectively.
However after we had our daughter, I wished to discover a new intermediate level between in search of absolute security and Wile E. Coyote. Some parenting guides counsel that asking “are you okay?” when a toddler falls down truly encourages them to really feel *not* okay as a result of it will increase the alarm or reinforces they’ll get pleasurable soothing in the event that they present misery. [Lest people think that I stared silently at my toddler when she tripped on the sidewalk, I substituted “you are ok!” as an assurance.] And so Journey Boo-Boos have been born.
We don’t recall when Journey Boo-Boos formally debuted as description however it seemingly coincided with the debut of my daughter’s enthusiasm for climbing very excessive up on playground tools or timber. Quickly scrapes, bumps, skinned knees and related have been deemed “Journey Boo-Boos” — to be celebrated not feared. Make good decisions and should you nonetheless fall, the abrasion was a type of epaulette, recognizing your life expertise.
Our household was just a few months into Journey Boo-Boos after we have been strolling down Valencia St one weekend afternoon. Passing a streetwear store our child paused, noticing the tv arrange inside which was taking part in a loop of skateboarding movies. She walked in and positioned herself on the sofa, evidently drawn to the stunts. I sat down subsequent to her and began explaining what she was seeing.
It was the epic 1999 X Video games (coincidentally held in San Francisco) and Tony Hawk performing the game’s first ever 900. The 900 refers to a 900 diploma airborne spin, 2 1/2 rotations. As proven within the clip under, Tony tried the trick a lot of instances through the efficiency, all unsuccessfully, till he lastly nailed it.
Every failure resulted in some extent of bump, bruise, or fall. After just a few of those my daughter pointed to him and mentioned “Journey Boo-Boos?” Yup, Journey Boo-Boos for positive, I informed her after which we watched him finish with a victory. She clapped. I smiled.
Mother and father dwell for these natural teachable moments so I thought of it a karmic signal when the subsequent day my pal David tweeted about fundraising for the Tony Hawk Basis. After a fast DM trade and small charitable donation, a signed skate deck was on its approach to my home. We hung it in our breakfast nook, the place it stays immediately.