So, I set up a lovely Waldorfy home when we moved here. Not all the way like waldorfmama or like on any of the other pretty blogs out there, but close enough for my own comfort level.
Somewhere along the line, we've backslid horribly. I mean, my son has a Superman comforter for goodness sake, and DD has a Tink one. I know it shouldn't all be about materialism, but it's part of it. They have lots of books, which I'm OK with to a point, because I have a lot of them myself and I'd rather them tear theirs up than mine.
They tend to stick with art stuff but my mom keeps buying them all sorts of Crayola weirdo kits which I feel compelled to let them use because she's SO excited about giving them. (Plus I liked art sets as a kid too, but they're way too young to get that part and they just make a mess.) We don't do a whole lot of media (every few weeks they watch some DVD's, but that's pretty rare). I do have the computer on in the living room though, it's the only place in the house it will logistically work, and it's on most of the day so I can keep in touch with people I need to keep in touch with for school, work, etc. They're always trying to get on it, and why not, after all I'm on and off it the whole day. So I succumbed and got them a Thomas game they can play every few days for 10 or so minutes. They love it and are always asking for more.
I found that wooden toys are not going to work in this house. They had a lovely wooden kitchen that they d-e-s-t-r-o-y-e-d in a matter of weeks and then hurt themselves with it. They now have a plastic one that they adore. Wooden toys get used to clobber one another with or get thrown around or just plain old broken. So, plastic is safer. (Neither of them are big on cloth.)
Food, we used to eat whole food prepared together... now I'm so lazy in that department that whatever goes. Takeout, sure, why not. Frozen tater tots? Go at 'em. An apple here, an apple there, that's enough, right? And we used to make bread every day until that great French bakery opened up down the street... You get the picture. One thing led to another and now I barely recognize our diet.
They do love to play pretends, and sing songs, and verses, and play outside, and such.
To make matters worse, their father moved out lately (well that's not the bad part) and when we go over there to visit him (he doesn't come here) all he does is park them in front of his HUGE, and I mean HUGE TV with some Netflix on Demand while he gives them some juice boxes that are made with 0% fruit juice but 100% coloring or whatever. And that's the visit. If I don't agree to that, he doesn't see them. I don't want to cut them off from him and try to differentiate between dad's house and our house, but it's still, I dunno. Jarring to them, I suppose.
So, what to do?
I'm currently trying to re-Waldorf but I feel like a failure; we had such a strong start and then it fizzled. Not happy about that.
Anyone else go through phases where they're more Waldorfy and then go back to less, etc?
ETA: Tonight I splurged and bought new down comforters and lovely patchwork quilts for the kids in the hopes that I can sneak the Superman and Tink away from them - their bed really is the focus of their rooms and every time I go in either room I'm just so jarred by their bedding. And I think we're going to be doing another toy cull. They have so many (yet again... sigh) that I think they'll be calmer and do better if they have fewer toys. I know that was always the case in the past. And maybe I can do a complete "kitchen declutter" where I pass on all the junky food we got. Let Halloween be the "last hurrah" for processed food/junk and go back to the way we used to be pre-laziness.