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Author: Noeum
Hi, I’m Noeum. By day, I’m a Professor of Human Resource Development at Preah Sihanouk Raja Buddhist University. By night, I apply those leadership strategies to my toughest students yet: my 8-year-old daughter and my 2-year-old "Head of Negotiations."
Last Tuesday afternoon, I walked into my son’s room and found him on the floor, completely focused. Toy cars were everywhere—scattered across his Frozen bedspread, lined up along the edge of the mattress, and even parked under his pillow. At first, I thought it was just another mess I’d have to clean up later. But then I watched him for a minute. He wasn’t just playing. He was working. When Pretend Play for Toddlers Looks Like Real Work My two-year-old picked up a yellow construction truck. “Vroom… vroom…” He drove it slowly across the bed and parked it carefully at…
My toy box is stuffed with “proper” toys. There’s a colorful doctor kit, a plastic zoo, and expensive trucks that flash and beep. But my 2-year-old son ignores all of them. His favorite toys weren’t the flashing trucks. It was my battered metal frying pan and a set of beige plastic washing baskets. For months, I said no. “These are for cooking, not playing,” I’d tell him. Every time he reached for them, I’d redirect him to his “real” toys. Then one morning, I broke my own rule. And I’m so happy I did. The Morning Everything Changed It was…
It’s 5:00 PM on a Thursday. My toddler needs to burn off energy before dinner, and we’re already running late. I’m standing by the front door with my shoes on, checking my watch. My son? He’s in his room, moving away from the door instead of toward it. This is the story of how my toddler taught me something important about helmet safety—and I almost missed it because I was in too much of a hurry. Our One Non-Negotiable Rule About Toddler Bike Helmet Safety We only have one strict rule in our house: No helmet, no bike. My son…
Two weeks ago, I accidentally crushed my toddler’s dreams in a gas station parking lot. It wasn’t intentional, of course—I thought I was being a fun dad. But the look on his face taught me something profound about how fragile a child’s confidence actually is, and why my job is to protect it, not poke holes in it. To understand why the moment went so wrong, you have to understand the suit. For the past month, my two-year-old son hasn’t just liked Spider-Man; he has actively been trying to become him. The blue and red pajama set shown in these…
Yesterday, something small happened in our living room that taught me a huge parenting lesson. My son’s favorite green recycling truck broke. It wasn’t a major break—the white cabin roof popped right off with a loud snap—but to him, it was a disaster. He stood there, holding the broken piece in one hand and staring at the truck in the other. Then he looked up at me with those big eyes that clearly said, “Dad, please fix this.” I wanted to help him right away. Every parent does. But instead, I did something harder. I let him try to fix…
What to Do When a Toddler Won’t Wear Shoes? If you’re a parent, you’ve probably been there. You’re ready to leave the house; the shoes are waiting by the door, but what about your toddler? They’re having none of it. My two-year-old son went through this phase for weeks. He’d happily run, climb, and play—completely barefoot. The moment I tried putting his sandals on? Total meltdown. I started calling him my little “Barefoot Bandit.” One morning, I watched him climb the school gate in his bright orange jacket, bare feet gripping the metal bars like a tiny monkey. The ground…
This morning, I walked onto my patio expecting chaos. The tricycle was in the middle of the floor, and my bike was shoved in the corner. But in the middle of that mess, I found something surprisingly orderly. My two-year-old son, in Spiderman pajamas, barefoot, surveyed his work. He had lined up every pair of sandals he could find—my slides, his mom’s sandals, his Crocs—all in a perfect line. He didn’t just throw them down. He placed each one carefully. He adjusted them. He stepped back to look. Then he adjusted again. If your toddler does this too, you might…
If you’ve ever tried teaching numbers 1–5 to a toddler, you know it’s nothing like teaching an older child. One minute they’re counting perfectly, and the next minute they’re saying “one, two, eight, ten!” with complete confidence. Sound familiar? I’ve been there. My two-year-old stands in front of his number chart like he’s teaching a university math class. He waves his hands around. He makes serious faces. But really? We’re just playing with numbers. And that’s exactly how it should be. Why Traditional Methods Don’t Work for Toddlers Forget the flashcards. Put away the workbooks. Toddlers don’t learn by sitting…
This morning at 9 a.m., I was doing what every parent does—picking up the same clothes my two-year-old had just thrown all over the floor. Again. I had just finished folding the last shirt when I heard my son yelling from across the room. “Dad! Dad! Eat! Eat!” When I turned around, I saw him sitting on his little chair with a big metal pot in front of him. He was stirring it with a huge wooden-handled turner, and inside the pot? A bunch of empty plastic nursing bottles. He looked so proud of himself. Like he’d just invented something…
Disclaimer: I am not a doctor or occupational therapist. This article shares my personal experience as a parent. Always supervise your child in a hammock and consult your pediatrician about sleep safety and sensory needs. My two-year-old was having one of those days. You know the kind. He was screaming because his water was in the wrong cup. He was rubbing his eyes but refusing to close them. By 2 p.m., he was completely wiped out. And honestly? Looking at the state of my living room, so was I. I used to try everything to get him to nap when…
