Diaper Sniffers

I've recently caught myself becoming the parent I would have made fun of B.C. 

A few days ago I had a conversation with a friend of mine (who does not have kids) about how parents these days are "too much" and I thought to myself...that's not me..naaaaaaaaaaa. This after telling her I was planning on building a music and art station for the kids when they are not in swimming lessons, or soccer tots, etc.

As much as you don't want to be "too much" you also don't want to be "too little" either. It's a fine line we walk, of too much this or too little, that I tell you!

This morning I took the boys out into the yard to play. I gathered up haydens trucks, cars, a few balls and doohickies to keep him occupied and entertained. Alex and I got comfortable in the lawn chairs as Hayden ran around gathering rocks, sticks and leaves not giving any thought to the plastic entertainment I thought he would have prefered.  The whole experience made me think of a bit George Carlin did on parents and it made me laugh. A bit worth the read...

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"Now, speaking of parents and speaking of bullshit, two ideas that aren't always mutually exclusive, by the way, I'd like to mention a special kind of bullshit that has taken hold in this country in the last thirty to forty years. It's a form of bullshit that really can only be called "child worship". It's child worship. It's this excessive devotion to children.


I'm talking about today's professional parents, these obsessive diaper sniffers who are overscheduling and overmanaging their children and robbing them of their childhoods.

Even the simple act of playing has been taken away from children, and put on mommy's schedule in the form of "play dates". Something that should be spontaneous and free is now being rigidly planned. When does a kid ever get to sit in the yard with a stick anymore?

You know? Just sit there with a fucking stick. Do today's kids even know what a stick is?

You sit in the yard with a fucking stick... and you dig a fucking hole. You know?

And you look at the hole, and you look at the stick... and you have a little fun. But kids don't have sticks anymore. I don't think there are any sticks left; I think they've all be recalled because of lead paint! "

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PS Yes, this brought me back down to "reality" but I will never, NEVER choose putting my finger in the side of a diaper to check for poop over "diaper sniffing". Never.