I’m fascinated by single-purpose blogs: sites devoted to regularly posting on one REALLY specific aspect of life and culture. Most are all about teh funnay, but a few are more oddly interesting, even touching. Anyway, here’s a list of a few sites that are capturing my attention these days.
Breakfast vs. dinner. Snack vs. meal. Exotic vs. regular. Child-friendly vs. sophisticated. No more! It’s fat, protein, and carbohydrates, together with vitamins and minerals, combined into a form that makes it TASTY. That’s what’s important. Let’s have lemon ricotta pancakes for dinner, cold chicken and sweet potato chips for breakfast, mixed nuts and fruit for a meal and a little poutine to tide us over. Let’s enjoy the simplicity of ramen and teach kids the joys of fish tacos. Who’s with me?
So I’m not a parent, but I do watch Vaughn pretty often. A minor problem between he and his friends today made me realize something. Vaughn accidentally hurt a neighbor kid (very slight, not even a mark), so Vaughn was simultaneously upset and defensive about it; another kid called her a wimp for crying; and she was crying over both being hurt AND being called a wimp. Trying to make sure she wasn’t bleeding and calm her down AND getting Vaughn to accept responsibility and apologize without staying upset took a couple of minutes. My mind was working furiously trying to find the right words and the right tone.
Maybe it’s because I don’t have kids myself that I found this so difficult, but an amusing and slightly scary thought came to mind. To my friends who are parents and deal with these situations more often, are you . . . are you just making this stuff up as you go along?