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Recently I have been having the same conversation over and over again. I talk about it with friends, family, co-workers, and even complete strangers. The conversation centers around one of the current tenets of parenting that I have come to dread:
Thou Art Thy Children’s Half-Time Entertainment
Will someone please explain to me when this happened?
My parents weren’t what I would call overly engaged with my sister and myself, but we also weren’t ignored. We did, however, did carry the burden of keeping ourselves busy. Sometimes we played together other times we flew solo. To put an even finer point on it, I spent the first nine years of my life living amongst American ex-patriots in a foreign country without easy access to television for distraction. Also, I’m a Gen X-er, so my childhood took place before a plethora of children’s movies had infiltrated the universe of video stores. Heck, we barely had video stores. Video games were few...
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