We don’t have a clock in our house, except the one in the kitchen in our stove. I guess we also have the alarm clock we use in our bedroom, but it’s not prominent. There isn’t a clock like I remember my grandparents having in their house, or even my parents in our house, growing up.
I’ve also noticed people, especially young people (just a bit younger than me maybe) that they don’t wear a watch either. I think its because now a days people have a cell phone that has the time whenever you need it.
I stopped wearing a watch when I decided to stay home, when Siena was born, 12 years ago. I intentionally decided that it didn’t matter the time to me any more. I didn’t have meetings, or lunch time, nor did I have to be anywhere really, if we didn’t want to go anywhere.
I wanted to live our days as full and intentionally as we wanted and however we wanted to be. I didn’t want to run my day by a schedule or by someone else’s schedule. I knew when it was nap time, or ‘food time’. Siena let me know and nursing was pretty easy. I wanted to learn to understand her, to actually understand what her needs were, before she was able to say a word I understood. So I left my watch in the drawer. Where it still sits today.
A while back, when I thought everyone (in the schools) were learning to tell time I introduced it to Siena and Lucas, and after few attempts one day, I realized it didn’t make sense to them.
I mean, the kids new the difference in times, around what time we woke up and had breakfast, and around what time we ate dinner, or if we had to be on time for a class or appointment. They learned to tell time in our kitchen (digital) clock from just talking about it and using it. They made sense of it. But our days are usually not really run by times. our lives are pretty simple.
But they couldn’t figure out the analog clocks. I worried a little as I always do, when the “I think they should be learning this or that at this age since in schools they are doing this or that” kicks in. But then, I think again, and it is OK once again. We are learning at our own pace. Sometimes I forget. But then I remember.
And then I realized we didn’t have any analog clocks around the house anyways (until I found an old, vintage clock I set in the art studio, because I liked it.) Siena and Lucas have had an alarm clock in their bedroom for few years now, but it is digital and they know how to tell time on that. So, what was my worry? I don’t know. I just worry sometimes and I wanted them to learn. But it wasn’t the right time.
So few months ago, the kids asked me if we could learn to tell time in the analog clocks. So we did. We used this really cool stamp from our Glendie, that she had when she was a teacher a long time ago and that she had given to me few years ago. Unused until last month. The kids voted the funnest time activity by far!
So we worked on telling time in analog clocks, and it just took a couple of hours for them to completely understand it and be able to tell time in it, even though we only have one clock they can practice on.
And I don’t wear a watch still, because our days right now are run by stomachs growling, and we have two eager kids ready for their activities, which they can tell when it’s time to get ready and leave, because they are excited to go do them. And they know where the clocks are.
Our days don’t get more complicated than that. And I like it. This was just the right time for us.