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Whereas I
started early with my child-rearing (read: I’m more than halfway done,
bitches!), many of my friends are just now having children. You know, the
friends who waited until a respectable age to get married and think about
babies. They now have small children: toddlers, preschoolers, and newborns. I
have brooding teens and drama- filled school-agers. I can help them. I can tell
them what they need to do to survive the holidays (which are a whole new
ballgame with kids. I can provide a much needed service.
In the words
of The Bloggess, “you’re welcome.”
The zombie apocalypse
teaches us many things about survival, and these can be applied to wrangling
small, non-verbal, overstimulated beings through the holidays. Let’s look at
some of the basics:
Be prepared:
Have supplies on hand-
Every survival
manual teaches you that you need to be stocked up and ready to go at a moment’s
notice. When zombies begin to attack, things are going to get crazy. You need
to have food and water and an ax and be ready to take out your stairs to the
second floor. The same goes for surviving the holidays with a baby or toddler.
Well, except for the ax. You need to have their needs covered, because no
matter how much your Nana says she’s got the snack thing covered (the organic
fruit snacks and the Annie Mac and the 100% juice, and all the other accoutrements
of responsible parenting these days) it’s been a long time since she had to
cover these bases, and it’s not really fair to ask her to get up to speed on
the past how many ever years of what parents should and should not feed their
child. Also, you might think you can share a bed with your little toddler (How
much space can they take up, really? Ha!) but that’s crazy-talk right there.
And the toys? And what about your irresponsible cousin’s kids? Not only do you
need to bring enough snacks and distractions for your child, but you better be
prepared and have enough for the other kids as well. It’s like your
well-intentioned but clueless neighbors. When the zombies start chomping
brains, you’re going to end up giving them shelter (because you are a nice
person), but they are the ones who thought your preparations were crazy, and
the next thing you know you are out of supplies (because you budgeted so many
days for your family alone) and you’re having to consider going out into the
fray (a zombie-ridden urban center is a nice analogy for last minute holiday shopping)
to get more stuff.
Don’t try to
be a hero: They get no respect-
You’ve seen
it before. You likely know it from your own childhood. There is the one room
where all of the children are corralled. The relatively safe, controlled space
where there are less breakable heirlooms or knick-knacks. The children are
rounded up and kept there. Inane holiday specials are on the TV and the level
of high-pitched sound in this room makes you want to puncture your own eardrums
with whatever’s handy. The parents of the small children end up there as well. The
little kids want to be around the big kids, instead of being politely silent
while you make the rounds to visit with relatives that you haven’t seen all
year. The goal is to not be the last parent standing in that room—to not be the
one left in charge of all the children while the other parents go off for five
minutes or half a day of respite. You’ll be stuck there, making sure that these
small beings share their toys and don’t bite one another and that no one decides
to cut another one’s hair. Listen—if Rick Grimes from the Walking Dead can’t do
a good job of being Rick Grimes, then what makes you think that you can be the
Rick Grimes of the kids’ room? There are no stand-alone heroes in the zombie
apocalypse, and there are no stand-alone heroes in the kids’ room. You need to
team up (there should be at least two of you in there at all times). This way,
there’s at least one other adult to converse with, and if someone needs to run
and get help, you’ve got options. This leads me to my next point—
Teamwork: Or
don’t let the hordes overwhelm you-
Have you
ever watched a zombie movie? Who are the people who get eaten in a zombie
flick? The ones who are alone, that’s who! There is safety in numbers. Employ
the help of your adult relatives. You may think that you have your toddler
covered, and then maybe someone else’s toddler covered, but it’s just like a
zombie attack. Sure, toddlers are relatively slow, can be easily distracted,
and in the midst of a fit can be picked up and hauled off, but if you have two
or more of them gang up on you, you’re going to have a problem. But what if you
have no choice? What if the others in your adult group have left you alone with
the swelling horde of toddlers and preschoolers? What do you do then? You keep
moving. You keep them guessing. You jump from one activity to another, and do
not allow them the opportunity to attack you en masse. Example: K once found
himself as the oldest person in the kids’ room last year, and only one of two
boys. The next thing you know, he’d been corralled into orchestrating a Dance
Party competition, and then was forced to dance along himself. You want to talk
about one of the worst fates than can happen upon a teenage boy? Yeah. If he
had had reinforcements, or even if he had kept them moving in activities that
he selected, there wouldn’t be a video on my phone today of him Dance Partying
away with a pained look on his face in the middle of a giggling group of small
girls.
So there you
have it. Three things that you can do to make the holidays with small children
just a little bit more bearable. Of course, there are many other tips I could
give you (although I really don’t recommend that you go all ‘Shane on Otis’ on
that crazy conservative uncle of yours, no matter how many times you may envision
it in your mind), but the final tip I will give you is to be flexible, and
always be thinking of a plan b (or second route of escape). No matter how much
you prepare, something that you never expected is likely to befall you. Adaptability
is key. Flexibility. The ability to laugh at it all.
And have a wonderful
Christmas!

Lol, cute article. Have to admit that's a great way to think about it. I am also half way through raising mine while my friends have new ones... i'll remember this when they ask.
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