Aspirations


My 3.5 y.o. has discovered his Daddy’s Guitar Hero game.  Mostly because his Daddy thought it would be darling to hand our toddler the faux-guitar and let our tot rock out.

Sure.  He hasn’t heard Cheap Trick’s Surrender 600 times in the past month.

But as it turns out, hearing my small son belt out the chorus - Mommy’s all right.  Daddy’s all right.  They just seem a little weird.  Surrender, surrender, but don’t give yourself away! - has been strangely liberating.

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I don’t think that it used to be this way.

Don’t ge me wrong. I’m happy to live in 2008. It’s an imperfect world, but I do believe that it’s a better, more just place than it was a decade earlier. And I’m optimistic for 2018, too.

But what bedevils me about modern living is something in our attitude towards parenting. Chiefly, this: our standards for good parenting are sky high, and our expectation is that parents will manage these feats without any (visible) outside assistance.

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