Wednesday, March 25, 2009

I'm a Helicopter Mom


Ok when we first moved here Brady was 18 months old, after getting to know some people we were invited over to some friends house. We watched Brady like a hawk, not wanting him to get into trouble or break something. Our friend told Brad," Relax, don't be such a helicopter. Your hovering over him." So Brad has tried to get me to scale back as he's gotten older. My response- there is a reason why I hover. Now he is 3 years old and the following 2 stories may explain why I keep such a close eye on my fearless son.

Story number one:

Our church had a dinner and talent show a couple of weekends ago and we went to get out of the house and enjoy some entertainment. Brady of course loves seeing others and wants to play not eat. As we watched the acts one of us was keeping an eye on where he was running off to while the other ate and watch little Garrett. Towards then end of the show Brad was getting Garrett ready to leave and I was getting the diaper bag packed when I looked up and could not find Brady. "Brady where are you?" I called out. Then I look up at the stage only to see him walking across the stage during someones performance! These poor little girls were up there doing a cheer routine in costume with pompoms galore and he goes walking across the stage not worried that 200 plus people are looking at him. I go running up to the front and try to get him off the stage where he quickly starts running away from me thinking its a game. I grab him with some help and exit the building immediately.

Story number 2 (This is a week later):

My friend and I watch each other kids and when it was her turn Brad and I went to eat a nice dinner. When we got back her husband told me what Brady did while we were gone: They had just gotten a new car and he was outside in the front yard cleaning it while the kids were in the back yard playing with toys. The oldest son went next door to play and after a few mins. Brady decided he wanted to play with him. So in his logical mind he goes over to the gate and figures out how to open it and takes the 3 younger kids with him out to the front yard. Their father didn't see my escape artist because he was on his way to the neighbor's house, but saw his 3 youngest in the front yard and escorted them to the back yard. The oldest son came walking back with Brady and told his dad. Brady walked into the neighbors house, and walked through it to the back door opened it up and came out side to play with him!! He just opened up a complete strangers door and walked into their house. My friend quickly went over to apologize but she said she didn't even see Brady because she was in a different part of the house.

Do you see why I hover? He's fast and he does things that are logical only to himself. So unless you want him just walking into YOUR house with out knocking or waiting to be let in, I'm hovering.

8 comments:

Judy said...

What a little Brady Boy!! I had a little girl once and when we were in public if I took my eyes off of her she would disappear. I almost had a heart attack at Hershey Park when she was three years old, so I know what you mean:)
Mom

Judy said...

Oh, and once when she was 12 or 13 she left our house early in the morning to go to a park with a stream and a rope swing because she thought it was a good place to write inspiring thoughts. Never mind that it was a hangout spot for college boys. She couldn't possibly understand why I was so upset. Perfectly logical thing for her to do. You may be hovering for a few more years.
Mom

Sandra and Brent said...

One day when I wasn't hovering over Scott for about 5 minutes he went outside (he was about four years old), dragged everything that he physically could out of the garage, piled it up on the front lawn and proceeded to fill the whole thing with dirt from the garden. When I finally caught up with him and asked him what he was doing, he said he was building his own mountain. Sigh. I have enough stories like this to fill a book. Hovering is exhausting but definitely useful with three and four year olds. Love, Sandra

Raina said...

I hear ya! The good thing is, Brady isn't too unique. By the end of the night I am sure I have ran more than most people. I don't need a tread mill... I just chase boys. :D You're doing a GREAT job! Hover if you need to.

Bear of Very Little Brain said...

oh dana, my yes, hover! Please. brady's a little whirlwind. sounds like his momma maybe? thanks to the comments from hoo (he he); you're a great mom. keep it up. miss you all!

noelle said...

haha... i'm laughing at your mom's comments. i believe it. well there is no mistaking brady is your child. :) love ya.

McFam said...

Oh, man, Dana . . . hover away! P.S. You deserve to have Garrett be more chill - I hope he is!

Melissa Hodgen said...

Um, I think I would hover too. But, his out going nature reminds me of someone. Now who could it be? Oh yea, YOU! Didn't you smash cake in your face at EFY?