“Boredom is the best gift you can give your child”
This is one of my favorite sayings – I first heard it from a parent at Katherine’s school a few years ago. Now, I call on this saying regularly to guide our own daily and weekly rhythm.
I think the topic of boredom is especially relevant after the holidays. The last two months have been filled with holiday activities: cooking and baking, making gifts, holiday crafts, decorating, neighborhood and school celebrations… it seems that every weekend had at least one activity or event and afternoons were easily filled with creative projects. We are still enjoying a few activities that we didn’t want to rush or squeeze in before the New Year, but mostly the holiday season is over, and the next two months on the calendar are empty. We are falling back into our regular routine.
Early afternoon is our downtime, and while I had been using this time to have Katherine help me with holiday projects, I now have nothing planned: no ornaments to make, no cards to draw, no errands to run, no cleaning projects (although maybe I should put this one on the schedule). We are just home, doing nothing. While Clara naps and Alexandra may or may not nap (that is another post), Katherine has her quiet time in the living room. Typically, she’ll wander into the kitchen once or twice and ask me to read to her, or help her build something, or let Alexandra play with her. My response is always the same: “No, it is your quiet time, you may play by yourself or rest.” She accepts this and makes her way back to the living room, alone. I sometimes feel guilty for insisting she play by herself when I could easily spend this time with her, but I know I also need this midday break. So I hold firm and remind myself that it is fine to leave Katherine to entertain herself. Boredom is the best gift I can give my children.
Left with nothing to do and no one to play with, Katherine is at her most creative. Two hours will go by and she is still deeply engaged in whatever project she has set up for herself. Intricate drawings, puppet shows, pretend reading to her dolls, singing songs, preparing a birthday party complete with meal, cake, and games for the children, constructing and coloring a book… she comes up with activities far more creative and thoughtful than I could ever provide for her. Once she is on a roll, I can walk right through the living room with a screaming Alexandra and she barely looks up. When she is done, she is satisfied. She tells me all about her work as if she has just returned home from an afternoon somewhere else. She is ready to play with Clara, I have had the break I needed, and we are ready for late afternoon activity before we come in again for the evening.
The transition back to quiet time after the holidays has been a bit rough. Katherine and I have both gotten used to spending quiet time together. The last few days she has been reluctant to play by herself. She’ll ask several times if I will play with her, linger in the doorway, drag her feet, even sulk and whine. I myself waver between wanting to spend that time with her and wanting my own quiet time routine back. So I call upon my favorite saying… and remember that because I often give my children the opportunity for boredom, they are rarely bored.