Helicopter parents are a readily identifiable species: Omnipresent, hovering, constantly scanning the area for dangers (both real and imagined) that might warrant swooping in to rescue their beloved child(ren). Many people know at least a few who fit that description, and some of us will recognize ourselves therein. Although I do not know if there
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A little while ago, I did a post on the free-range versus helicopter parent issue, and my realization, four years into this parenting thing, that I tend a bit toward the latter side. One of the big issues for me was processing why I feel this way, while also emphasizing that I don’t necessarily
I think a lot of the judgment issues among parents (and from non-parents toward parents) arises from a fear of the unknown. This article by famous free-ranger Lenore Skenazy came up on my Facebook newsfeed, and nestled beneath the share I found a host of sympathetic comments. I read the comments before I read
The scene: Mom and Dad’s bed, 6:30 Sunday morning. We are asleep. Enter a wide awake almost 5-year old, who jumps in bed next to Mom. “Good morning Mommy!” Mom opens one eye and mumbles something that could be “Good morning. Still sleeping.” Dad rolls over and tells the girl, “If you
My son is pretty independent for a four and a half year old. I think education about what to do in social situations is 100 times more effective as a safety measure than keeping your child in a proverbial bubble. We’ve gone over his full name, address, parents’ names, and we’re practicing the phone number
