We’re not ashamed to say that there are many vaccines we haven’t given our child. Here’s why…
Some sneaky people switched the American flags on the Brooklyn Bridge with white ones. They got away with it leaving no clue behind.
If this had happened before the advent of security theater we all would have been thinking and saying, “Wow, great prank! Congratulations!”
Instead, authorities have their panties in a wad. How much money has been wasted investigating this “possibly terrorist” event? America needs to take a chill pill.
Besides, it’s obvious that Obama did it.
All you need to do to see the stark difference in kids today versus kids just a few decades ago is read some literature about kids from that time. I’ve been reading Encyclopedia Brown stories with my son, and there are all kinds of descriptions of Encyclopedia traveling all over town on his bike or on the bus, all by himself. He interacts with other adults. He spends a lot of time doing things without any adults at all around. These are not described as atypical behavior, it’s just a matter of fact. Encyclopedia is 10 years old.
Here are some choice excerpts from the Atlantic article:
A playground that sounds awesome:
If a 10-year-old lit a fire at an American playground, someone would call the police and the kid would be taken for counseling. At the Land, spontaneous fires are a frequent occurrence. The park is staffed by professionally trained “playworkers,” who keep a close eye on the kids but don’t intervene all that much.
The difference in supervision between then and now:
My mother didn’t work all that much when I was younger, but she didn’t spend vast amounts of time with me, either. She didn’t arrange my playdates or drive me to swimming lessons or introduce me to cool music she liked. On weekdays after school she just expected me to show up for dinner; on weekends I barely saw her at all. I, on the other hand, might easily spend every waking Saturday hour with one if not all three of my children, taking one to a soccer game, the second to a theater program, the third to a friend’s house, or just hanging out with them at home. When my daughter was about 10, my husband suddenly realized that in her whole life, she had probably not spent more than 10 minutes unsupervised by an adult. Not 10 minutes in 10 years.
Are playground’s safer?:
We might accept a few more phobias in our children in exchange for fewer injuries. But the final irony is that our close attention to safety has not in fact made a tremendous difference in the number of accidents children have. According to the National Electronic Injury Surveillance System, which monitors hospital visits, the frequency of emergency-room visits related to playground equipment, including home equipment, in 1980 was 156,000, or one visit per 1,452 Americans. In 2012, it was 271,475, or one per 1,156 Americans. The number of deaths hasn’t changed much either. From 2001 through 2008, the Consumer Product Safety Commission reported 100 deaths associated with playground equipment—an average of 13 a year, or 10 fewer than were reported in 1980. Head injuries, runaway motorcycles, a fatal fall onto a rock—most of the horrors Sweeney and Frost described all those years ago turn out to be freakishly rare, unexpected tragedies that no amount of safety-proofing can prevent.
Is the world more dangerous now?:
But abduction cases like Etan Patz’s were incredibly uncommon a generation ago, and remain so today. David Finkelhor is the director of the Crimes Against Children Research Center and the most reliable authority on sexual-abuse and abduction statistics for children. In his research, Finkelhor singles out a category of crime called the “stereotypical abduction,” by which he means the kind of abduction that’s likely to make the news, during which the victim disappears overnight, or is taken more than 50 miles away, or is killed. Finkelhor says these cases remain exceedingly rare and do not appear to have increased since at least the mid‑’80s, and he guesses the ’70s, although he was not keeping track then. Overall, crimes against children have been declining, in keeping with the general crime drop since the ’90s. A child from a happy, intact family who walks to the bus stop and never comes home is still a singular tragedy, not a national epidemic.
And a long weekend ahead of me.
Neil is at his first Apple Camp. Hokey, but it’s free, fun, and Neil gets a free T-shirt.
The one problem we’re having so far is that Neil is not the most artistic child in our family. Getting him to create a story and draw pictures takes some guidance and lots of prompting.
A session with artistic Mom tonight using the Paper app would probably help a lot.
Instead of going through the terror of buying a new house, we are reallocating space in our current house. This weekend we started the Big Move.
The girls’ room is becoming the office. We hope that by tomorrow the painting will be done enough so that we can start moving office stuff in. We will still be waiting a while for a few new bookcases and shelves. I’m quite eager to get my computer stuff moved to its new home.
Neil, in a last minute decision, gets the bunk bed from the girls’ room. Long ago he occupied the top bunk, and now he will again. Plus he’s got room for a friend to sleep over.
The dormer/former office needs the most work. Terry still needs to paint up here, we need a new bunk bed, we need some ceiling damage repaired, and we need a better A/C solution. Tomorrow a good deal of the stuff around the edges (and my desk area that you can’t see) will move downstairs. The rest of it will happen as fast as we can make it.
And I almost forgot—I’m replacing all the closet and entry doors also.
Maybe we should have just moved…
My sincerest hope is that all will be in place within a couple of weeks. Maybe I’ll post pictures of the end result then.
Once this is done, we begin Phase II, the conversion of our walk-in attic space to a nice closet for the girls.
This is a pretty good guide by iMore for those of you who own iDevices and want to get more out of Siri.
I have let this blog stagnate for a while, but I think I’m going to try to get back to it. I used to post here and let Twitter be auto-updated for a lot of things, and this used to be the only way I would post to Facebook. Today I cleaned out some of the blog cobwebs and updated to using NextScripts: Social Networks Auto-Poster, which so far appears to be an amazingly good way to distribute content.
Now to find something not too boring to post… Something more exciting than this…
And thank you for digging on the other side.