I have been listening to a seminar entitled Mother's Law by one of my favorite young mom writers, Rachel Jankovic. I love that she talks more about the theology behind mothering, than the actual mechanics of a day. It is helping me to work out some of the mechanics better in my own little world.
One of the lessons for me as I've listened to her talk (and seen her writing) is the impact of the use of story in parenting. I might be a little more tuned into this because of my recent interest in the Read Aloud Revival podcast. I've been thinking more about how story shapes us. And what a tremendous medium it has been in my own life for deep truths to take root.
So I've been experimenting a bit with the boys as we work through some issues in the brotherhood. We're going through a season when it just seems so much harder to get along. The love is intense, but so are the squabbles. "Live peaceably" is pretty much the verse of the month around here. One of the ways we're dialoguing about living in unity is through two friends we created. Their names are Honor and Squabble. Yesterday Squabble threw an all out fit over a purple striped sock. It was outrageous. And the boys loved it. It's opening up good conversation and reminders for us, without the feeling that I'm nagging or preaching a lot.
Here's the start up story for Honor and Squabble. I have a feeling they are going to be our story-friends for a long time yet.
There once were two young knights. Their names were Honor and Squabble. Both of the young knights were very good at fighting. And they had ample opportunity in their land for there were many wars raging. However, they tended to fight about different things.
So it went that the boys fought on, in their own ways, until they were men. The fights looked a little different when they had grown up, but in some ways, they were very much the same.