“But    what    about   quality control?”   you may be  asking. “When   do  we
start   worrying    about   the end results?    We  don’t   want    unswept dust    piles   in
the  garage  forever,    do  we?”    The     quality     of  learning    improves    with
practice,    encouragement,  and     modeling.   Say,    “Gee,   Tyler,  you     really
know    how to  sweep.  Isn’t   it  fun to  do  a   good    job?    Watch   how I   use the
broom   and get all of  the dirt.”  This    gives   the child   a   good    model   to  copy.
Like    Dad,    Tyler   wants   to  do  a   good    job and feel    good    about   it  too.
When     children    are     small,  we  can     teach   them    a   great   combination:
getting the job done,   fun,    and me. We  make    sure    that    getting the job done
is  fun.    We  model   that.   We  never   pass    judgment    on  the work    of  children
when    they    are trying  to  learn.  Rather, we  say such    things  as:
•           “I  can see that    you are working hard    to  learn   to  do  long
division.   Let me  know    if  you would   like    some    help.”
•           “I  see that    you are learning    to  make    the bed just    like
Mommy.  Would   you like    me  to  show    you how I   get the
wrinkles    out?”Whenever     possible,   we  slip    a   little  fun     in  the     task.   When    Foster’s
children    were    small   and he  did the dishes  with    them,   he  encouraged  them
to  imagine the unhappiness of  the germs   on  the dishes  as  they    rinsed
them     off     before  putting     them    into    the     dishwasher.     “What’s     going   on
here?”  the germs   would   scream. “What’s that    big rag doing?  It’s    wiping
me  off the plate.  Arrrrgghh!” Then,   as  the germs   went    down    the garbage
disposal,   they    continued   their   dialogue:   “What’s this    big round   room?
What’s  going   on  in  here?   Hey,    guys,   it’s    starting    to  spin.   We’re   all going
to  get killed! Arrrgghh!”  When    his children    were    high    school  age,    they
were    still   imagining   the germs   screaming   and dying.
It  would   have    been    easy    to  come    down    on  them    when    they    were    little
for missing a   spot    here    and there,  but that    would   have    spoiled the fun.    As
our children    grow    up, we  remove  ourselves   from    the triad,  and they    are
left    with    the job and fun.    Then    we  are elsewhere,  having  fun doing   our
own jobs.