Five Reasons to Stop Making Excuses, Bundle Up, and Get Outside with the Kids
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My relationship with the outdoors is mixed. I remember enjoying some outside activities when I was growing up in Indiana (hiking in state parks, wandering to the creek near our house, sneaking my brothers’ My First Sony out of the house into the garden so I could sing Disney songs with back up music, as you do), but I have even more memories of eight sluggish, sweaty summers of band camp, snow days that were too windy to stay out too long, and nervously heading to the basement for tornado warnings. As an adult, I have tended to see the outdoors as either a place I go through to get somewhere else, or as a place I visit for leisure before retreating back into my home.
With this utilitarian perspective, it’s not surprising that I often drag my feet when it comes to getting outside. I’m not happy about it, actually, and I want to change. Carl’s and my vision for our family is that our boys would grow up loving the outdoors, that it would be just as much a part of their home as our house. If we want this to happen, though, I need to take responsibility for making sure the boys are outside, and often, and that I’m modelling the passion for and curiosity about the world outside. Unfortunately, it’s all too easy to make excuses.
- It’s raining, or it was raining and now it’s muddy.
- The baby just went down for a nap. By the time he’s up, the toddler will need a nap. I can’t leave the house!
- I’m exhausted.
- Where will we even go? We hardly even have a garden.
- I just don’t feel like it.
I imagine this sounds familiar, but as I read about things like nature-deficit disorder, the benefits of forest schools, and the alarming rise in childhood obesity, I can’t ignore the research (or even the common sense) any more (affiliate link). It’s time to stop moaning, grab my raincoat or sunglasses or both, and get out the door with my kids. Here are a few of the many reasons why.
Going outside is healthy for the kids, and me.
Being outside lends itself to walking, running, and climbing, using big voices and making big movements. Even just standing up instead of sitting down is beneficial to health. This is just physically – time spent in nature, even in short spurts, has been shown to have lasting effects on mental health, meaning both I and the children are less stressed and more calm for the rest of the day.
Natural places are superb for developing gross motor skills.
The problem with the staircases and the level floors in your home is that they are extremely predictable. The tread on your stairs is probably equal for every step, which means that once Junior goes up and down a few times, he doesn’t have to rely on his senses to use them; he goes on autopilot. In order to really challenge and develop his gross motor skills, he needs to be put in situations where he can’t easily predict how to move around, so that he is forced to call on all his senses to learn to move around. He needs a variety of surfaces, slopes, and places to climb, and the outdoors is perfect for this.
Nature is a rich, complex learning environment.
Grass, rocks, bugs, clouds, flowers, birds, ponds, beaches, I could go on for ages. For all the pins on Pinterest on sensory play activities and toys, there is an amazing sensory world right outside the door. All the senses are stimulated outdoors, from feeling the wind, to tasting blackberries, smelling apple blossoms, seeing the sun reflecting on a puddle and the ever-so-satisfying feeling of mud squelching through fingers. It is free, and once you get out the door, it is effortless, because you have ‘put the child in the way of things worth observing’.
The outdoors holds lots of opportunity for risk taking.
Kids have a healthy need to test their strength and to risk failure. In fact, not having opportunities to take risks when they are young mean that they engage in riskier behavior when they are older, because they simply haven’t developed their senses of self-awareness and self-confidence. Being outdoors means that there are trees to climb, creeks to ford, maybe even a fire to cook over or a hatchet to use. Of course, it’s important to supervise kids and help them, if needed, when they are doing something risky, but having the experience is really important. I really appreciate Joan Almon’s perspective at Community Playthings:
When children are given a chance to engage freely in adventurous play they quickly learn to assess their own skills and match them to the demands of the environment. Such children ask themselves—consciously or unconsciously—“how high can I climb”, or “is this log across the creek strong enough to support me?” They become savvy about themselves and their environment. Children who are confident about taking chances rebound well when things don’t work out at first. They are resilient and will try again and again until they master a situation that challenges them—or wisely avoid it, if that seems best.
Early experiences are formative, and will likely lead to a love of the outdoors later on.
These days, I wish I had cultivated enough interest in the natural world to have learned the names of plants and trees from my horticulturist mom, to have tested my mettle so I could now scramble over the top of the Cat Bells with confidence instead of clinging to the rocks for dear life, that I simply had developed an intrinsic desire to be outside so that it wouldn’t be so darn hard now. Despite this, I trust that it’s not too late for me, and that while I learn to love and respect the outdoors on a less superficial level, my boys will catch my curiosity and passion. They will have the encouragement, opportunity and time to get to know the outdoors personally, so that they build an affection that will last throughout their lives.
It’s not just a hunch though: research into forest schools has shown that kids who regularly attend forest school sessions are more likely to ask their parents to take them outside during other times of the week. Richard Louv also points out in Last Child in the Woods that a common thread that unites noted environmentalists and conservationists is extended time outdoors in their youth, and an adult who taught them about it (affiliate link). So while I won’t take complete responsibility for their relationship with the outdoors as adults, I think it’s safe to say that Carl and I are likely to play a pretty major role.
So as easy at it is to stay inside, I am compelled to go outdoors. If it is raining, we will wear our wellies. If naps don’t line up, I’ll get dinner ready early so we can head out before bed. If I’m exhausted, we’ll have a picnic instead of a long walk. If I don’t know where to go, I’ll look at a map. And if I just don’t feel like it, I will read back through this list and remind myself exactly why this is so important.