420th Friday Blog Roundup
I have become incredibly wimpy about the cold this winter, and it’s only November. I really don’t know what I’m going to do come January when it’s actually freezing outside.
I would much rather spend time outside when it is unbearably hot than when it is even mildly cold. I’m not saying that I enjoy sitting outside in 105-degree heat, but I can handle that better than having to hang around outside when it’s in the low forties.
I don’t know when it changed. I used to walk around Madison, Wisconsin all winter without a coat. WITHOUT A COAT. (Don’t tell my mother.) And now I shiver at the thought of having to get in the car later and drive for three or four minutes without the heat on at full blast until the car warms up.
Obviously, we’d all rather have moderate temperatures, but are you better with high or low temperatures outside?
The ChickieNob rolled, sat up, crawled, and walked, all in the span of one week. One week very late in her development, but one week nonetheless. She went from nothing to everything exactly when she felt like doing it.
The Wolvog has been online since… birth… but the ChickieNob requested and received her own email account this week. She is an excellent conversationalist online and sends lengthy emails, full of questions and answers. Mostly spelled correctly. The day after setting up her email account, she announced that she was now ready for her own blog. Her brother has had his own url since kindergarten, and she would like her own space. I happened to have an unused url that the Wolvog and I sometimes use as a practice space, so I told her that I’d turn it over to her. A few hours after that, she told me that she now needs to learn how to create an image map in order to build the type of site she wants to create.
The girl does things in her own time.
I obviously fall way on one end of the spectrum on the “should you let your kids go online” debate. They’re online with a safety net; they know that I receive a receipt of every email they send and receive. I have a record of all their passwords and the right to enter their accounts at any time. They are only allowed on sites we’ve approved and bookmarked. The majority of their online time is either communicative (email) or creative (programming) vs. game playing. We talk a lot about Internet safety and privacy. I do this because I want them to be Internet savvy when they’re older and feel comfortable online. Because we’re going to hit a day when it won’t be appropriate for me to receive a receipt of every email, and I want to know that I can trust them (within reason) to comport themselves with circumspect online and get help from an adult when they encounter something that they don’t think (or want) to handle on their own. I hope that if we start now that we’ll set good habits in place. I don’t know if the decisions we’ve made are the best decisions until we hit that sweet spot of retrospect.
And now the blogs…
But first, second helpings of the posts that appeared in the open comment thread last week. In order to read the description before clicking over, please return to the open thread:
- “Whingy Fertiles” (Look No Tubes)
- “The 10th of December” (Mrs. Spit)
- “Bidding Adieu to Old Friends” (Family Building with a Twist)
- “And Time Goes By So Slowly” (Mummy Play Buttons)
Okay, now my choices this week.
Something Out of Nothing has a poem about the ever-present needle and the various ways it moves the cycle along. It’s an absolutely brilliant movement from the clench to the release; the tension to the hope.
Family Building with a Twist cracked me up with her Mayan Apocalypse Bucket List, mostly because I have December 21st circled on the calendar and it’s my #1 excuse for why we haven’t started the home renovations on the kitchen (new kitchen counters won’t be able to save me when the zombies come). #15 is probably my favourite.
Lastly, Mrs. Spit raises a thought-provoking, emotional question in her post about the ways in which her life still looks the same. She writes, “And at the end of my life, will I be happy? Will I look back at my life and be pleased? They tell me that no one looks back and wishes they worked more, but what else is there for me, a woman with no children? What are my options?“ I think the answer lies in the comment section, the point that A makes about the difference we make in the world. And Mrs. Spit has made a difference.
The roundup to the Roundup: I really don’t do well with the cold. G-d help us, the ChickieNob is now online. And lots of great posts to read. So what did you find this week? Please use a permalink to the blog post (written between November 23rd and November 30th) and not the blog’s main url. Not understanding why I’m asking you what you found this week? Read the original open thread post here.