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After many years of feeling drained as a partner and a mom, I decided to take my life back and stop going through the motions.

At some point, I lost a bit of myself along the way of raising my children.

I let go of my passions and only focused on what made my children happy. And the funny thing is, I didn’t even know it.

Years later, upon deep reflection, I realized and recognized the loss I was feeling.

I let go of me.

I stopped living for me and only woke up each day wondering how to make the lives of the people around me more fulfilled.

I let go of me.

I started to become a shell of a person simply going through the motions rather than living life each day. Even before the pandemic, I felt I was living day after day the same life over and over again.

I let go of me.

I didn’t wake up refreshed, ready to take on the day, rather I was tirelessly traipsing through the day with little to no emotion.

I let go of me.

I was trapped inside my own shell, knowing the walls to escape could be broken down, but no one could reach in and help me.

I had to emerge on my own.

And that, my friends, is exactly what I did.

I reached deep into my soul and pulled out the old wounds and dealt with them face to face.

I slowly started to find me.

I gently traveled to the parts that I had been missing, brushed myself off while being wrapped in a warm embrace, and invited myself back in again.

I slowly started to find me again.

I essentially stopped living life going through the motions.

I started living and I let go of the guilt.

I let go of the looming thoughts that burdened me. I stopped feeling selfish for the times I was making myself happy.

I slowly started to find me again.

I started living for my family as a whole.

Not just living for my husband. Not just going about my day for my children. But for me also. For the first time, I was living for all of us collectively.

I slowly started to find me again.

Life has not changed drastically, but how I look at my life has been altered.

Each day I am presented with decisions to make and I am living within the decisions, feeling each and every part of the day.

I am not going through the motions of filling a void in the hollow of the shell that once existed.

And oh, what a blessing it has been.

I found me!

This post originally appeared on Hang in there mama.

 

 

Ali Flynn Is excited to share with you the joys and hardships of motherhood with an open heart, laughter and some tears. Ali is a monthly guest contributor for Westchester County Mom  and has been seen on Filter Free Parents, Grown and Flown, Today Parents and Her View From Home.

Self-injurious behavior. 

This hand of “SIB” that has been dealt is not for the faint of heart. Most days it can bring the strongest to their knees. Watching your child who has a heart of gold and whose giggles could burst your heart, hurt themself is the lowest point of numb. 

How can I help my baby? 

Why is he doing this? 

I ask these questions every single day.

I feel completely numb as if I’m not in my own body while my son is thrashing his sweet body around our floor. When he bangs his head off our walls and scratches himself until he bleeds, I do everything I can to protect him but I can only do so much. And I sit there, helpless and numb.

Numb, that’s the emotion, the feeling, and the way we live. I don’t cry anymore, I just don’t feel anything as if I’m not human while he’s doing it. 

His superhuman strength tears away from me every time and I can’t stop him. He gets away and it’s all I can do to hold my hands by his head as he drops to the ground and fights with every muscle he has to protect his head. 

His body that I created inside of mine, he is fighting and hurting. He’s bruising it, he’s scratching it and he’s trying to rid his body of the misery inside. It literally kills me inside to know how he must feel on the inside if he acts this way on the outside.

With therapies, medications, and love we will grow through this. We have to. It’s all we can do. We wake up every day and start all over just like everyone else. 

We will grow through this, I promise that to my son.

I'm a stay at home mom to 3 young children. Blakely, our daughter, is 4. We have twin 3 year old boys named Lucas and Jameson. I've been married to my husband Logan for 6 years. Both of our boys have special needs. 

The holidays are fast approaching. And for the past few weeks, my mind has been filled with excitement and longing for celebration and togetherness. In an ever-changing world that we are a part of, looking forward to something is a must these days. But as the first of the next few major holidays creep up on our families, a new concept plagues my thoughts.

In our area, holiday gatherings are not “banned” but discouraged, as we still reside within a worldwide pandemic. And there’s a very real chance that we won’t be able to come together, as we usually do, I can’t help but wonder if Beckett even notice? Will he even care? Does he recognize Thanksgiving? Does he yearn for Christmas cheer? Will he learn the tradition behind celebrating a New Year? Will he wonder why such a disruption has occurred this year? Or will it all pass him by for yet another year, like a busy day simply following the next?

I’m a people person. I love to be around others. To joke, to laugh, to engage. To see emotion exude from the faces of those you love. And my boy, my sweet, nonverbal, autistic little love, he much prefers his own company at this point. The company of the few. Too many faces equal too many feelings. We know this. We are quite familiar, as he is anything but “silent” on the subject. But he does enjoy to explore, and run, and do his own thing, no matter if we are home or in a relative’s space.

So we go, we do, we push for inclusivity. And we cross our fingers for our positive, happy boy to acclimate. Oh, 2020. The many curve balls you have thrown. With the probability low that we will be able to get together for these holidays, I’m saddened. But not just for my own selfish holiday-loving reasons. But because it has dawned on me that my littlest love, my loving little boy, may very well be happy yet to simply stay. He cares not if our Thanksgiving table is home to three chairs or twenty. He pays no mind to Christmas trees or presents. He will remain here at home, in his element for these celebrations with us, and whether or not he knows they have arrived, he will be delighted. Because he is home. His safe place. The place of little want, or questions, or confusion. And a big part of me is forever grateful for it. Because he knows our love for him.

But I hope with all my might that we can someday reach a day where he requests to go out. That he prefers to go and be in the company of all the people that love him. To get to the day that he knows the excitement of holidays, and traditions, even if they look different to all others. Traditions are made to be your own, after all. With all the change occurring, I suppose it better that Beckett doesn’t know the importance of these days to his Mama. It’s better this way, to keep his springy spirit. But I pray that one day in his future, we can all celebrate, and he will look forward to the occasion and the love that follows.

This post originally appeared on To Infinity & Beyond Words.

BriAnna is a stay-at-home mom to her Disney loving, son Beckett (5), and wife to her Navy  Veteran husband, Cameron. Beckett is Autistic and non-verbal, so BriAnna created her page, "To Infinity & Beyond Words" to shine a light of love on their world of special needs. Their family of three call Nebraska home, and call themselves blessed. 

1. I wish someone, somewhere on the famous “Google” would put “this is not a death sentence.” I know it sounds so wacky and probably over the top to some, but anytime some kind of diagnosis is presented, it’s just natural for parents to worry about the long term effects it could bring! I’ve mentioned it here before, but I myself, was uneducated about the world of ASD before we were catapulted in, like one of those pumpkin launchers at a pumpkin patch. And instantly worried that it somehow immediately changed his life expectancy. Don’t fall into this false narrative. And your child’s life is not “less than” because they have a diagnosis delivered.

2. I wish diagnosis came with a big mandatory packet of “this is what the hell you do next” inside it. After all those evaluations, and after the 500 fights to be really seen, there is no “next step.” There’s no pamphlet, or hand-out to instruct you on obtaining services for your child to help them excel. There’s no one holding a sign that says “Need assistance with funding all the incoming therapies and appointments necessary? We can help.” Not a one. There’s no, “Call (insert generic name) over at (whatever place) and they’ll answer any questions you have.” No one is there waiting around to see if you have questions. And trust me when I say, you’ll have hundreds. And that’s normal! Never be afraid to ask. Knowledge is power.

3. I wish there was no such thing as needing the “label” before any kind of assistance is “awarded” (often times it is even DENIED). *Sigh*  Facts are facts. Help is help. And while there are so many, many things I wish I could change about the system itself, the main changes are ones I wish I could simply make in others. But not my boy.

4. I wish all persons were taught how to love like my Beckett. With no plan, no predisposition, no conditions. Just pure love.

5. I wish no one saw disabilities or differences first (or at all) and would simply see a person for how they treat others. For how they present themselves to the world through emotion. Just like my littlest love. Whether you can communicate with words, or use your body to speak, kindness is the easiest thing in the world to give and costs nothing.

6. I wish we could all let loose. Be silly, and giggly, and adventurous, long after childhood comes to a close. Just like my Beckett will.

7. And I wish everyone could find the joy in even the little things, like watching the dancing rain through the sunshine. Just like our boy.

This post originally appeared on To Infinity & Beyond Words.

BriAnna is a stay-at-home mom to her Disney loving, son Beckett (5), and wife to her Navy  Veteran husband, Cameron. Beckett is Autistic and non-verbal, so BriAnna created her page, "To Infinity & Beyond Words" to shine a light of love on their world of special needs. Their family of three call Nebraska home, and call themselves blessed. 

The beach vacation we had originally planned never included a leg brace or Cerebral Palsy. After receiving the diagnosis just weeks before our trip, we were still functioning in a fog of disbelief. Going out in public was suddenly filled (in my mind at least) with stares and awkward glances exchanged between mothers and fathers of typical children. I couldn’t help but notice every single one.

It was summer, and our 16-month-old daughter’s brace was obvious. Summer clothes do not exactly hide a leg brace. While most kids, including her older sister, wore sandals in the sweltering summer heat, she wore tall socks and thick sturdy sneakers along with the brace to help support her balance.

Sitting at a beachside pizzeria waiting for our order to arrive, I saw her. She was a beautiful young mom seated across from us with her young family. I could have imagined myself striking up a friendly mom conversation under normal circumstances. However, I was not in a good place. My surly mood only intensified when I noticed her glancing over at my daughter’s leg brace.

I was angry about her staring. At that moment, I was angry about everything. I had not yet met anyone else in our situation and I assumed that no one would ever understand our pain.

When we finished eating, we paid the bill and packed up our leftover slices. I refused to look over at her table as we left. As we pushed the stroller back toward our beach cottage, we came upon a playground a few blocks down. Naturally, our daughters wanted to play. It was the first time we were at a playground with our daughter who had just started walking with her brace. I was terrified to let her go but I had decided that I would never hold her back. I was so focused on helping her navigate the equipment that I didn’t notice the mom from the pizza place standing in front of me.

“Hi, I saw you back at the restaurant,” she said softly, completely taking me by surprise. Before I could respond, she looked down at my daughter with a warm smile and motioned to her brace. “Do you mind if I ask why she wears the brace?”

It was the first time someone had asked me about it. Oddly, it felt good. The words didn’t come easily at first, but I managed to explain how we had noticed some developmental motor delays as a baby and had been through a great deal of testing and doctor visits. I told her how we had just received the diagnosis of Hemiplegic Cerebral Palsy a few weeks earlier.

My voice cracking with emotion, I explained that she had only worn the brace for about a week and that she took her first steps just days before. With tears in her eyes, she said, “Is it okay if I give you a hug?”

At that moment I realized how hard I had been trying to hold it all together. I had been so strong that I never stopped to think about what I needed. As mothers and caregivers, we don’t really ever stop to think about that. More than anything in the world, I needed a hug. I needed to tell our story. I needed someone to truly listen and care. She hugged me, genuinely hugged me. I suddenly didn’t feel so alone.

I must have talked for an hour that day as she listened with kindness and empathy. She confessed that she saw us back at the restaurant and noticed the brace. She had wanted to talk to me then but didn’t know how to approach me. I realized it was my own defensiveness that caused me to think the worst of this lovely mom.

Our children played delightfully together for quite some time that afternoon. She patiently followed beside me as I anxiously shadowed my daughter. When our time was done that day, we went our separate ways. I know our paths will most likely never cross again, but I will never forget her. I am forever grateful for what she gave me that day: comfort and kindness when I needed it the most. Let’s all be that kind of a stranger to each other. You never know what kind of impact you may have on someone’s journey.

Hi, I’m Jennifer Farmer, an adventurer at heart.  As a mother of two young children, I seek out fun adventures and opportunities that connect families to nature and the outdoors. Follow my blog for fun, budget friendly ideas for your family. 

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I had a minor epiphany this week. It happened while watching footage from a Magical Creatures camp: Kids were taming an evil griffin, healing dragons with their magical unicorn horns, and having a sneaky-sprite dance party. They were riffing off each other about ways to save the day. Their play was at once primal and epic—even as it happened in little Zoom boxes. They were heroes on a quest and they were lit from within. As I lay on my bed, computer in lap, I wanted to reach through the screen and bottle that energy and drink it myself…They were escaping this time of inertia/chaos through play. And you know what the through-line was? Saving the day. 

I suppose it is the Empathy Advantage that Dr. Michele Borba speaks of, and it is something that I’m going to try to use to invigorate my parenting, starting…NOW! You can check out the article I wrote about Empathy Activities over on the blog but here are the highlights:

Why Empathy? Kindness is like a magic elixir. Our brain rewards us when we do kind things, and that means better mental and physical health. Empathy activities are also ones that can take up a good portion of our day and therefore banish the boredom! Finally, through acting on the kindness, you can dig into issues that matter to you and your family in this heightened time of essential activism. 

Emotional Literacy and How to Get It

1. Use Literature: Great books are an incredible way to step outside our own experience and have compassion for others. Watch a librarian speak about this and make awesome suggestions for middle-grade level literature. Here are my recommendations for books that help process feelings and support social-emotional learning. 

2. Play Emotion I Spy: Helping kids name and identify feelings is a powerful gateway into feeling for others. I got this fabulous game from Dr. Aliza Pressman of Raising Good Humans. The idea is that you simply sit on a park bench and observe people’s emotions like you would in “I Spy” and the guess who you are observing. This will help your child process their own feelings and also strengthens their empathetic muscles. 

3. Play Theater Games: Emotion Charades, Emotion Freeze Dance, Emotion Sculpture. 

4. Practice Perspective Taking: Play A Day in the Life which is a game where you go deep into a character so much that you imagine the nuances of their day/dreams/family/etc.

Empathy Activities that Connect Us: This is a partial list of activities that can grow our empathy. Thanks to my pal, Lauren Shenkman of Riley’s Way, for the extra inspiration! 

  • Compose an original song (for a favorite babysitter’s birthday!).
  • Write letters to seniors in isolation.
  • Research organizations that you want to donate to or start your own local fundraiser, clothing or food drive. 
  • Make a trailer on iMovie (for your teacher/schoolmates). 
  • Use Paperless Post to write notes (to friends you miss).
  • Find a cause you care about and sign petitions/write letters to politicians.
  • Make breakfast (for your parents!).
  • Find a few new chores you can do to pitch in around the house.
  • Drop off a goody bag and note to a friend’s stoop or front door to show your love. (tip: it’s all about the note!).

 

This post originally appeared on Child's Play In Action.

Jocelyn Greene is a Brooklyn based educator, director and mom.  With her company, Child's Play NY, she teaches hundreds of kids a year and is equally joyous adapting fairytales for 4s as she is staging Shakespaere with the teens. Check out http://www.childsplayinaction.com/ for video tutorials on game-based play to do at home! 

Photo: Tinkergarten

Developing empathy in children is one of our most important jobs as parents and caregivers. There are three main kinds of empathy: affective, cognitive, and compassionate. According to empathy experts Daniel Goleman and Paul Ekman, we use these three in concert to realize empathy’s full potential. 

Affective empathy may be the most familiar to us. It’s the ability to sense the emotions that another person is feeling—like when you tear up at a sad movie or feel elated for the player who just scored the winning goal.

Early childhood is the perfect time to support affective empathy: This processing of emotions plays out in the limbic system, a part of the brain that develops early in life. We can cultivate this natural ability in our kids in simple ways every day. 

Here are just a few ways to help children as they’re developing empathy:

1. Focus on emotions vs. feelings. Rather than feeling daunted by the massive list of nuanced feelings we experience, focus on helping kids learn the six basic emotions first: Anger, Disgust, Fear, Happiness, Sadness, and Surprise. These are experienced by people all over the world, say experts like Paul Ekman.  

Start by helping kids develop emotional awareness, an important point from which kids can become aware of emotions in others. To support emotional awareness, acknowledge and validate children’s’ emotions—even the big ones. Help kids name their emotions by asking them questions like, “What are you feeling?” “Are you feeling sad?” Fred Rogers suggested narrating to them what you are seeing, saying things like, “I see you seem angry. Are you feeling angry inside too?” Wonder with kids what, in particular, is causing their emotional response. For example, “Are you feeling afraid of that dog?” or “Are you sad that mommy has to say goodbye for a little while?”

Model the full range of emotions to show kids more than the “positive” emotions. They’ll realize that the full range is available to them, too. If you get mad, you can talk through that moment with them and share that you were feeling a bit angry about whatever it was. 

In fact, it’s great for kids to see that we feel strong emotions of all kinds, can talk about it, and can find productive ways of processing and working with them. Be vulnerable now and again. Opening ourselves up to other people makes close connections even more possible. We should not be afraid to cry with our kids when something really sad happens.

2. Show kids how to notice other people’s feelings. Wonder about other people’s feelings, and do it out loud for kids. As children grow, they become more and more aware of other people and their emotions. If your child is too young to dialog about this, narrate to them about what you are noticing about other people’s emotions. Kids are able to receive language and benefit from our modeling before they are able to express such ideas on their own.

Read books and tell stories in which characters feel and express basic emotions. Stop along the way to look at the images and consider the story, wondering together, “How is the character feeling? Why do you think that character is feeling that way? How can you tell?”

When you see someone in real life who is feeling an emotion, use that as an opportunity to wonder, “How do you think grandma is feeling? What do you think made her feel that way?”

Hold back on “Sorry.” If your child does something, before asking him or her to say, “I’m sorry,” consider an alternative way to talk through the situation that teaches about affective empathy.

3. Teach kids to read faces. Humans all over the world make the same basic facial expressions in response to the six basic emotions, according to decades of research. Learning to read other people’s faces is a skill that helps kids identify and sense their emotions.

As you read books, pay particular attention to the faces of characters. Wonder whether they are wearing a “happy face,” a “sad face,” etc. Note the shape of their mouths, eyes, and eyebrows. Children for whom emotional awareness and nuanced social communication is challenging will benefit even more from learning to read faces. Because humans tend to make predictable facial expressions for a given emotion, kids can learn and apply the specific cues, taking much of the guesswork out of reading other people’s emotional state.

When you pretend-play together, pretend to have different emotions. Make it a point to use facial expressions as you play.

Once children’s drawings include details on the faces, note the way faces are drawn. Wonder with children about the choices they make as they draw faces in addition to talking about how the person or animal they drew is feeling. (Watch here for how to make tree faces, another fun, empathy-boosting nature activity to try!).

4. Sing Songs About Feelings. Active songs can naturally engage kids in learning about feelings and the body. Teach kids about emotions and faces by singing and acting out a simple song like this one:

Faces and Feelings Song (Sing to Yankee Doodle)

The expression on my face (Point a finger around your face)

Is like an open book. (Place your hands like a book)

You can read how I am feeling (Put your hand to your heart)

Given how my face looks. (Point a finger around your face)

Show me HAPPY. (Pause and make happy faces together)

Show me SAD. (Pause and make sad faces together)

Looking with our eyes. (Point to your eyes)

Show me ANGRY. (Pause and make angry faces together)

Show me GLAD. (Pause and make glad faces together)

And now we’ll show SURPRISE! (End with an excited SURPRISE! and make surprised faces together. Fall backwards too, if you like.)

This post originally appeared on Tinkergarten.

After 18 years as an educator, curriculum developer and school leader, Meghan has her dream gig—an entrepreneur/educator/mom who helps families everywhere, including hers, learn outside. Today, Meghan serves as co-founder and Chief Learning Officer of Tinkergarten, the national leader in outdoor play-based learning. 

Infants as young as six-months-old recognize when adults imitate them and perceive imitators as more friendly. According to a new study from Lund University in Sweden, babies looked and smiled longer at adults who imitated them as opposed to when the adult responded in other ways. This research can be found in PLOS One. 

baby with fedora

During  the study, a researcher met six-month-old babies in their homes and played with them in four different ways. The researcher either: imitated everything the babies did as a mirror, or as a reverse mirror, imitated only the bodily actions of the babies while keeping an immobile face, or responded with a different action when the babies acted. The latter is referred to as contingent responding and is how most parents normally react to their baby. When the baby does something the parent reacts accordingly. 

The researchers found that the babies looked and smiled longer, and tried to approach the adult more often, during the close mirroring of their actions.

“Imitating young infants seems to be an effective way to catch their interest and bond with them. The mothers were quite surprised to see their infants joyfully engaging in imitation games with a stranger, but also impressed by the infants’ behaviours,” says Gabriela-Alina Sauciuc, researcher at Lund University and main author of the study.

Researchers tested behavior during imitation. If the baby hit the tab;e and the researcher imitated the action, the baby would then hit the table several times all while watching the researcher’s responses. Even if the researcher did not show any emotion while imitating, the babies still recognized that they were being imitated and responded with the testing behavior. 

“This was quite interesting. When someone actively tests the person who is imitating them, it is usually seen as an indication that the imitated individual is aware that there is a correspondence between their own behaviour and the behavior of the other,” Sauciuc says.

“By showing that 6-month-old infants recognize when they are being imitated, and that imitation has a positive effect on interaction, we begin to fill up this gap. We still have to find out when exactly imitation begins to have such effects, and what role imitation recognition actually plays for babies,” Sauciuc concludes.

—Jennifer Swartvagher

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I almost lost it yesterday.

My oldest daughter came to me crying because her little sister, 5-year-old Jo, got angry and shot her with a bugassalt gun (a handy fly and spider killing tool that shoots table salt like a shotgun—it hurts, trust me). I chanted “calm down” in my mind like some mantra as I angrily stormed downstairs to the bedroom they were supposed to be cleaning. Their only chore. It wasn’t even that messy. They had been “cleaning” for 40 minutes. Jo hadn’t been helping and Liv called her out. Jo shot her foot. Liv was crying and limping around upstairs. You get the picture, right?

This is one of those moments… a hinge moment. A looming decision moment where you can almost see everything freeze in place and your mind would like to evaluate the situation calmly and rationally before you act but your body just dives right in and whatever emotion boiling inside you explodes. Yeah… one of those moments.

I found her in the closet. Pulled up into a ball. I somehow took a deep breath and probed, “Did you shoot your sister?” Emotion spilled out of her in waves of hurt and regret and anger. “I just don’t feel like I fit into this family!” she screamed with heavy sobs. My anger cooled right down to my toes and my heart swelled with empathy. Not sympathy. EMPATHY. You see, several months ago, before I realized I had depression and after an especially bad “go clean your room, 2 hours later it’s still not done mom afternoon” I completely lost it. I screamed, I threw my phone so hard against the wall it shattered, I moved to my closet where I chipped a shelf before I crumpled on the floor in anger and hurt and regret. I felt like I wasn’t good enough for this family. I sobbed heavy sobs. Little Jo found me there. She patted my back and told me it would be OK. She offered me her forgiveness and love and empathy. And here she was, one of my precious babies, hiding in a closet, feeling hurt and lost and alone and regretful—feeling like she didn’t belong, sobbing heavy sobs.

I held her. I sobbed with her, patted her back and reassured her she definitely belonged in this family. I asked her if she remembered when mom got angry and made mistakes and felt like she didn’t belong. I asked her if she remembered who came into the closet to tell me it would be OK. I told her that we would be OK together. I promised her I would help her learn how to control her boiling emotions. I forgave her. I asked her what she should do now. We picked up the pieces. Little Jo apologized to her sister for both shooting her with the salt gun and for not helping clean the bedroom. She then cleaned the bedroom and made the beds. And most impressive of all, she forgave herself.

As I served my little family dinner, I saw little Jo’s tear-stained cheeks lift in a smile at her big sister’s newest joke. I remembered my own mother sobbing on her closet floor as I patted her back and told her it would be OK. I will treasure that memory. It is one of the most precious gifts my mother gave me. And tonight, I gave my little Jo a precious gift. My failure. My tears. My hurt and regret. My love. My forgiveness. My empathy. And we will be OK because we are in this together. We’re teaching each other how to control our boiling emotions. We’re teaching each other to forgive, to pick up the pieces and start again. We are giving each other precious gifts.

So today, I hope you will accept the gift of my admitted failures and give someone else a precious gift. The gift of your own failure, your empathy, tears, forgiveness…and love. We will be OK. Because we are in this together.

This post originally appeared on My Peace Project.

Amy is a creator and believes everyone else is too. She strives to be artistic in all areas of life but writing is her passion and her family is her masterpiece. She uses her blog to address the joys and struggles of motherhood and is currently writing her first novel.

The best way to learn is by imaging. I’m sure as a parent, you’ve seen your son put on a pirate costume and pretend to sail the seas while slaying the big ocean monster. Or maybe your daughter built a massive fort with LEGO and pretended to go into battle. Perhaps you’ve overheard your child talking to his toys? You’ve probably heard the craziest conversations, right? Well, they are not just being silly; they are learning valuable social skills. Children can learn a lot of great skills when they pretend play.

Pretend play is much more than acting out imaginative stories; it requires advanced thinking strategies, communication, and social skills. When your child takes part in pretend play, he is learning how to experiment and handle common social and emotional roles. When playing pretend, you might see him experience taking turns, sharing responsibility, and problem-solving.

Many kids love to role-play. Whether it is with action figures, or dressing up as their favorite superhero. When your child pretends to take on the personality of different characters, she gains experience learning to “walk in someone else’s shoes.” She is learning how to be empathetic and see the world from another angle. Pretend play can help kids move from an egocentric point of view to a more welcoming and cooperative viewpoint.

With your child home right now, there’s no better time than the present to play some “pretend” games to pass the time.

Here are 8 pretend games that are great fun and can help your child improve their social skills:

1. Storytime: Have your child recreate their favorite storybook. Take it to the next level with a fun and creative twist, which can help with critical thinking skills. Prompt your child with open-ended questions. You can ask things like, “What would have happened if the hamster didn’t find his toy?” Or, “Why did the fairy Godmother save the girl?”

2. Charades. Everyone loves a game of charades. Have your child act out a certain emotion and have other family members guess which emotion is being portrayed. It’s a great way to help your child understand feelings and emotions and learn how to talk about them.

3. Read the Room. Have family members sit around the table while playing a board game and take a time out to read facial expressions. Have your child guess what someone is thinking by the look on his or her face. If your child is good at reading facial expressions, she might be able to be a more supportive friend during a play date.

4. Gardening. Most children love to play in the dirt. Why not grab some gardening tools and a few new plants and build a new flowerbed. This activity can help your child build his social skills by learning how to cooperate to create something new.

5. Simon Says. Traditional games like Simon Says and Red Light, Green Light, can give your child practice with following directions and taking turns. It’s a great way to work on their ability to be more aware of their impulses.

6. Play Devil’s Advocate. Some children can only see one side of the coin, so to speak. Expose your child to different viewpoints and improve their perspective-taking skills. Pick a topic and ask a question that has two sides to the debate. For example, you don’t think city parks should close at 3 p.m. Take turns giving your viewpoint on why the park should close at 3 p.m. or why it should stay open later.

7. Pass the Ball. Take turns passing the ball in a circle. The game begins with the parent starting the conversation and passing it to a family member in the circle. The recipient of the ball has to continue the conversation and stay on topic.

8. Become Statues. Take turns with your child pretending to be a statue. Pick a favorite superhero or create a specific pose and see how long your child can pose. This type of pretend play is also great for improving emotional self-regulation.

With a parent’s support and many opportunities for pretend play, your child can continue to develop the social skills they need. Use these ideas, or come up with some fun ones on your own. As long as your child is pretend playing, he is learning the critical social skills needed to get along with others.

A personal coach, author, teacher, and speaker whose work has inspired conversations about social skills at schools and in homes all across the county, Caroline Maguire believes all children can shine. Her work is critical to parents who support children with executive function challenges struggling to show their best selves.