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Protecting their bones, feeding their minds to the wolves
In our house, the five-second rule extends to somewhere near five days; if it looks good to eat, then go right ahead.
Jess is allowed to bathe in the rain, walk through muddy puddles and eat without washing her hands. She climbs trees, big rocks and sometimes even climbs on to the top of the car’s roof. She even rides her bike without a helmet most days. I dump the bare minimum supplies into a plastic bag when we head to the beach and many times our spontaneous adventures require us to just pick up fast food on the go. Her hair gets detangled once a week—every other day she rocks it exactly as she wakes up. She never creams her skin or uses powder because I was too delinquent to get her into the routine.
In fact, when she was two and I was trying to potty train her I remember putting newspaper over an accident and promptly putting on diapers, declaring that she’d have to figure that mess on her own because I cannot be cleaning up accidents all day long. Turns out she did. She was even night-time trained by age three.
By all accounts I am as delinquent a mother as they get. And I see the stares and hear the murmurs many times, especially when I use my famous phrase, “ever seen a vagrant sick?”
I guess that’s how I feel when I see mothers allowing their toddlers to know line by line, word for word, the lyrics of cheerleader or hoola hoola hoop. Or see no problem with them being in the room while ads filled with subtle sexual content occasionally flashing across the screen.
I guess that’s the stares I give when I see the blind eye given to the inappropriate games being played or the number of sleep overs allowed knowing fully well that all reports suggest the abuse rates are through the charts.
I guess that’s how I feel when parents take time to read every food label but have never opened the Children’s Authority Report or taken the time to read articles that explain how simple exposure to sexual content can lead to curiosity and inappropriate exploration. Or purchasing the most expensive products but being too broke to attend parenting seminars.
Have we become a society where our children’s physical safety has taken precedence over their mental, emotional and spiritual well-being?
Doesn’t anyone else see the irony of shouting at them to put on sunblock? Or arguing and getting angry over making a mud pie or getting playdough on the tile?
Have our values been completely turned upside down?
And before you state the obvious, yes, you can most certainly do both. To those who successfully do, I salute you. It’s probably why you’ve reached this far in my blog. Heck, it’s probably why you’re even reading my blog.
Anywho, I don’t really have a punch line or advice or anything. As usual, just putting my thoughts on paper so that my page can have content.
In closing let me quote from an age-old book called, The Bible: “It is not what enters into the mouth that defiles the man, but what proceeds out of the mouth, this defiles the man.” —[email protected].comSKYON5
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