Summer is in full swing. Full of sunny days, trips to the beach, popsicles, and burgers on the grill. We are a little past the half way point, and though the back to school sales are everywhere, we aren't quite done with fun yet. In our house things are settling down a little from trips to visit family in Vermont and soccer camp. August in the best month of summer in my book. We’ve made it through the scheduled things and now for four, blissful weeks are pretty much left to out own devices. This is where we start to get a bit crafty with our time. We’ve had this hula- hoop project we’ve wanted to try for a long time and what better time than right now. My 4 year-old insists the proper name is a “hoopa-loop”, not a hula-hoop. You can call it what you like. Giving credit where credit is due, we got this project from Ms. Aime at Stillwater School.


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How to make a hula hoop:

We started with ¾” tubing found in the plumbing section at Home Depot. This big roll cost about $15. Plenty for several hoops. Next to the tubing display you will find couplings in the same diameter. The couplings were 38 cents. What costs 38 cents anymore? Just couplings, I think.


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Anyway, once home we cut the tubing to the size we wanted. My daughter says the bigger hoops are actually easier to hula with, so we went pretty big, about 3 ft. Next came the coupling. This was not as easy as I wanted it to be. Definitely needed grown-up hands. We found teamwork to be pretty helpful. Even thought I am firm believer in ‘girls can do anything boys can do’ I will leave this job to my husband next time. We managed, but he would have it done in a snap.


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Once connected, we used hockey tape (pink, of course) around the whole thing. This went pretty quickly, and once shown how to not use too much, my nine year old managed it nicely on her own. To make it extra fancy we used black electrical tape to make a spiral design on top of the pink.


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BADDA-BING! Hula-hoop!
Easy, cheap, and fun!

Now, say your little monkeys aren't quite big enough for the art of hula-hooping yet. What does one do with a giant hoop?  The answer: lots of things. Hoops are great to use with toddlers and preschoolers for jumping practice. Jumping in and out can be made into all kinds of games. Hoops can be held vertically and crawled or run through (think circus lions). Hoops can be rolled down hills. Several hoops can be lined up on floor and stepped through to build agility.  Another great game that yoga students, and my Brownie troop, loves is this: everyone stands in a circle holding hands, a hoop is passed around by having each person find a way to crawl through it without letting go of anyone's hand. This game is a great ice-breaker, and is even more fun to get several hoops going at once. 

Anyone else out there have hoop games to share?
 
 
When I gave birth to my first daughter eight and a half years ago I had a parenting plan. I also had a birth plan and when that got thrown out the window it should have been my first clue as to how the next eighteen years would unfold but I was apparently not paying attention.  I had rules about tv time, food choices, scheduling and toys.

One of my random toy rules regarded the Barbie doll. Appropriate for ages 3 and up the box says. Not in my house. There are much more educational and worthwhile toys for preschoolers went the script in my head. Barbie gives girls unrealistic expectations of their bodies. I bought other, more "age appropriate" dolls to fill the need. And Daughter #1 was made to wait until the magic age of six for her elusive Barbies.  And that Birthday and Christmas we Barbied hard core.  And she was in heaven for about three months and then lost interest.  The Barbies eventually got packed up and stored in the basement. All but one. One naked Barbie who lived in our bathtub for a number of years. 

Then came Daughter #2.  Suddenly a lot of the 'rules' went out the window. I learned, from five years of parenting experience that not everything is under my control no matter how much I want it to be.  Daughter#2 is my girly girl. They are both girly but she is GIRLY. Baby dolls, princesses, fairies.....Barbies. At age three Naked Barbie was discovered in the bathtub and resurrected from the soap scum.  Every night at bathtime I was asked if there were any clothes for Naked Barbie? Does she have any friends? Is she lonely? Fine. Fine. I give up

Down to the basement I go to dig out the box of Naked Barbie's friends, wardrobe and long lost furniture. Up comes the endless supply of tiny shoes, the big pink house and the sporty, purple convertible.  Big kids are enlisted to clean and set up the house. My three year old is delighted.  And then something happened which made me realize how wrong I was about Barbie and her cohorts.  Barbie brings girls together.  As I type, there are four girls ranging in age from 3 to 10 in the next room happily enthralled with a game of Barbie. Even Daughter #1 who had turned her back on the plastic princess a long time ago. Dolls and clothes were divided up with no fighting, roles and pecking order peacefully established, and the conversation is quite interesting.  Want to hear how you sound to your kids? Listen in to the Barbie play.  Want to know how your child handles conflict? This is the place.  Wonderfully rich character development is happening in my living room.  I take back the non-educational thoughts about Barbie. I am getting an amazing education as to what is going on in my kids heads right now, thanks to Barbie.  And, if I had known how many things I would be able to accomplish in a few hours thanks to Barbie entertainment, she would have been out of the basement a long time ago.

I;ve learned many lessons as a parent in the last few years, but I didn't see this one coming.  I guess we never do.  As we learn, we grow. It changes our parenting.  Its why first born children are almost always different people from their siblings.  Its what makes us, us.  So, Barbie, I take back the things I have said about you.  I do wish that you were a bit more realistic looking, but whatever, I'll get over it.  I officially surrender to you and hours of entertainment you bring to my house.
 

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