A Magical Weekend
If you had asked me what I remember the most about my childhood or early years, my answer might sound incoherent to you. A bit of this and a bit of that. Even though the incoherence is not a measure of the quality of childhood, it has certainly made me wonder if I want to hear the same response from Daniel when he has grown up himself. Definitely not.
I am fixated by the idea that the answer should always be thematic when someone recounts his or her childhood. “Boardgame nights with my parents!” or “Hiking trips around South East Asia!” are some of the responses I envisioned as the ideal ones.
I believe that when the response is thematic, it helps with and reinforces the recollection of the childhood memories. In the same vein, I hope that with good memories comes greater sense of gratitude which is essential to passing it on to the next generation. (I mean, these journal entries are also in the same effort to help Daniel remember his childhood better in the future too).
With that said, time is always so precious for working parents like my wife and I which means that weekends are the most valuable opportunity we have to bring our parenting goals/vision to life.
My strategy to strike a balance between my parenting vision and the constant lack of time is to plan each weekend as an adventure on its own. More specifically, an exploration of Singapore’s neighborhood playgrounds and its surrounding eateries.
From a childhood development lens, play time that involves a wide range physical motion and sensory play (think of sand) has its benefits. From a parenting lens, these new discoveries (as opposed to stick to the same routine always) and weekend planning strengthens my relationship with my wife, our family bond as a whole and most importantly, it gives us (aka working adults) a source of motivation to push through the week when we have a plan lined up for us on the weekend.
I must say that this consistent effort to scan the island for new play areas and hidden eatery gems is slowly paying off. Daniel is putting up little to no resistance to school as he has joined the bandwagon called, “Let’s look forward to our weekend!" with his mama and papa, and some time nearing the weekend, he would ask, “Papa, we are going to ……..” with an expectation for me to fill up the blank with our next adventure.