Monday, October 15, 2012

Quintessential Autumnal Scenes Followed by Crushed Ideals

 The following photos speak for themselves:

 A few weeks ago, I came across this kickass four-wheeler at a garage sale. It's pretty sweet, with enough power to transport both children. I couldn't really pass it up.

 We usually make a point to foster creative play that doesn't require batteries. We're earthy, crunchy granola moms. We find fun in arts and crafts, walking in the woods and going on canoe rides.  Anyone who has read this blog for more than a minute will attest to the fact that our kids like to commune with nature. And by nature, I mean mud.

We've succeeded in keeping them as"unplugged" as possible. We've delayed the inevitable as much as humanly possible in this technological age. Fiona may be the only eight-year-old without a DS game or Wii or whatever it is kids play with these days. "AND IT'S NOT FAIR!" It's becoming more and more evident that the end is near. Technology is addictive and it's everywhere.
Our neighbors gave Cyd the adorable Barbie car, which is also motorized.

It's difficult to legitimize this type of play. All they're doing is sitting on a piece of plastic and making it move around. They're using energy that is not their own. Where's the educational value? Where's the creativity? Well, it's nowhere in sight.

But when we brought the giant, yellow piece of equipment out of its hiding place on Sunday, the smile and look of wonder on Fiona's face was enough to justify the crushing of our hopes and dreams. Laura looked at me and said: "Yeah, this was worth it."  I agreed. Joy conquers all.

It's OK for them to just have mindless fun. They're kids. It's their job. Also, now, I can have my damn iPhone to myself again.

Peace out.

1 comment:

  1. Glad to see that the word "fun" finally came out! Looks like they are having a good time. :-)