One-on-One Time

We call it “One-Oh Time” in our house.

My littlest coined the phrase a while back. In was her baby-talk way of asking me to spend “one-on-one time” with her. We laughed at the cute expression, but it stuck. Now we all use the term for our special mommy-and-me times.

One-Oh TimeWe started this practice of one-on-one time a few years ago during a particularly frustrating parenting season. My days were spent correcting and instructing, yet the negative behavior continued. My husband suggested that maybe our kids needed some focused alone time with me – just the two of us having fun together.

Sure enough, it made a world of difference…

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4 thoughts on “One-on-One Time

    • Weekly is my goal. But we often find ourselves running so busy that we go long periods between these special times together. In such seasons (right now is one of them), we can still carve out one-on-one time in other ways – inviting one child to run errands with us or help in the kitchen, etc. Then try to be intentional about asking open-ended questions and showing our delight in them as we work together.
      It’s a balancing act, this parenting gig. And so often I fall off the beam. 😊 But God is so faithful to show us how we can cultivate relationships, no matter what season we find ourselves in.

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      • Thank you! I am still trying to find that balance of being focused on my children while also showing them that they are not the center of my life. Does that make sense? I want to show them how to be work, worship and reach out to others.

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  1. I neglected my gmail account and my blog for months now. Opened email today to delete old stuff and start fresh but this heading caught my attention. I read it and laughed because of God’s perfect timing taking hold of me yet again. Last night, while the horses were eating I pulled out my phone to play a game. I sat under the roof of the breezeway, listening to the sounds of horses munching and rain pattering. Next thing I realize is Reecie had finished, walked up to me, lowered her face down, and in the horsey way asked for some one-on-one time. It made me feel good that she wanted ME, but it made me sad when I realized she had to ask, because me phone had my attention. New promise to myself, and Reecie, at the barn my phone is for emergencies and pictures only. No games, no FaceBook, no distractions. I’m going to reblog this post just in case God wants to use it again, to remind someone else….

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