Monday, April 22, 2013

You Can Choose Your Friends....

  • ....but you cant choose your family, so the saying goes.... the key word in that phrase being 'you'. However, Dr Michael Carr-Gregg, noted Australian child psychologist, would argue that not only can you choose your own friends, that you should be choosing your childrens friends aswell. As much sense as he usually makes, I cant say that i agree with him this time.


     By his logic, a parent should be active in choosing who their children can and cant play with from an early age, based mainly on whether an individual child is going to be a positive influence on their child or not. That is, if you think that little Johnny is a 'bad' kid, you should ban your little person from playing with him again, and only allow the 'good' kids to make the playdate list. I say 'pffft! ' to that. Yes, we all want our children to be friends with children who bring out the best in them, with children who have nice manners and come from a good home. Sadly, not all children have the good fortune of being born into a family who teaches them manners, or who disciplines them enough, and those children may be bratty, obnoxious little bullies by the time they hit kindergarten. But to deny a friendship between those children and yours, i think is a little harsh - both to your child, and to the playmate you are denying.

    I dont know about the rest of you, but i hope that by the time Flynn is in kindergarten i have been able to teach him what is and isnt appropriate behaviour. Hopefully this will make him naturally gravitate towards other children who exhibit the same 'good ' behaviours. ( And, by all accounts, this is already happening. His 'best friend' is a beautifully mannered little boy who has lovely, friendly parents ). But, if it doesnt, and he finds himself in a friendship with one of the 'naughty' kids, is it really so bad? If its possible for ' good ' children to be swayed to bad behaviour by a ' bad ' child - doesnt it then stand to reason that the opposite can be true? That by my well-mannered child inviting his new friend over to play, that the display of good manners and friendliness and sharing exhibited in our home may influence the ' bad ' child to change his behaviour?

     I would like to think that, as a mother and a human being, i would first try and help the 'naughty' child, to give them a positive influence, before shunning them altogether. It is a different kettle of fish when we're talking about teenagers - who have both the capacity to decide things on their own, and stubborness to keep on with bad habits and behaviours - but for small children i think a loving, positive influence is a far better tool than the old divide-and-conquer approach.

    Does that make sense? How would you, or do you, go about dealing with your childrens friends? Are you the type who handpicks playmates for your kids, or you do your best with the children your own child has accepting into their circle?

    You guessed it .... IBOT is on again over at EssentiallyJess!

16/52 - Life's A Zoo

Flynn - he loves the giraffes

Tully - queen of the jungle

I'm a day late with this one, but I'm sure you'll forgive me. Remember how I said one of my favourite things about Dubbo is the zoo? Well, part of the reason why is because it has great - and free! - playground, where we like to play and picnic. Which we did, a few days ago, taking advantage of the last few days of autumn and warm the temperatures. And don't my kiddies look like they enjoyed it?


Wednesday, April 17, 2013

Another Win For New Zealand

I just wanted to say a quick congratulations to New Zealand, for getting in ahead of us again. First, they gave women the vote before us, and now they've legalised gay marriage.

Jubilant scenes in the NZ parliament, courtesy of the BBC

The last time I wrote about gay marriage - so controversial! - I got a few rebukes from readers. This time, whether your opinion differs from mine or not, you may say what you like, but I'll say this: Good on you New Zealand. Good on you for having the ability to see that the definition of 'marriage' is just a bunch of words, and that those words can be changed. Good on you for having a national heart that is accepting of that change, and compassionate enough to make it. And good on you New Zealand for making it possible for everyone, no matter what their sexual orientation, to commit to a lifetime of marriage with the one they love.

Australia, time for you to step up to the plate....

Monday, April 15, 2013

The Future of Beauty?

I recently read this article over at The Hoopla in regards to an exhibition by a photographer named Phillip Toledano. Mr Toledano has shot a series entitled ' A New Kind Of Beauty ' in which he has taken portraits of people with extreme plastic surgery. His intention seems to be to explore what beauty means within today's society, and what may be defined as beautiful in the future. I don't want to copy and paste his pictures without permission so please head over to the article or Toledano's own website and have a look, then come back. Go on, I'll wait....

Justin Jedlica is one of those featured in the series

I'm all for diversity in regards to what is beautiful, but I think that is the exact reason why I DON'T find these people beautiful. They all look so very similar - the same full lips, same cat-like eyes, the same narrow nose and sculpted cheekbones. The overtly feminine features on the men does not attract me at all. I know that these people feel that they're beautiful, and as long as they are happy within their own skin then that's what matters. I do feel sad for them though that they couldn't have felt beautiful as they were in the bodies and faces they were born with.

So if this ' sameness ' is where beauty his headed, where being a plastic carbon copy of the person next to you is the future of beauty, count me out. I'd much rather see the beauty in freckles, in crazy curly hair, in breasts that are only a handful and not massive, swollen, melons of rock.

How about you? Do you see beauty in these photographs? Do you think the people in them are representative of what beauty will be in the future?

Come join me over at EssentiallyJess for I Blog On Tuesdays....

Sunday, April 14, 2013

Come Out, Come Out, Wherever You Are!

This is a shout out to all lurkers - if you are out there. See, even though I don't write this blog for profit or fame ( ha - yea right! ) I would like to foster a bit of camaraderie around here. So every once in a while I look at my number of followers, or the number of ' likers ' on Facebook, and I wonder why the ratio of followers to commenters is so different. So, lurker type people, this is what I want from you:

Image from here

That's right - show yourselves! Whilst I'm busy trying to survive my first day back at work, I want you to leave me a comment. Tell me about yourself - who you are, what you do. Tell me how you got here - how did you find my blog? Tell me your favourite colour, favourite food, favourite song.... I don't mind, just leave me some comments that will put a smile on my face after a day of learning a new computer system and trying to remember everything I ever knew about my job.

Go people go - de-lurk!



Saturday, April 13, 2013

15/52 - At Home

Tully - chilling in her activity centre

Flynn - a boy in his PJs

We've been spending quality time at home this week. Partly because I've started packing up the house for our move in a fortnight ( little by little! ), and partly because I wanted to just chill out with my babies before I go back to work part-time. So admits the slow packing there have been bursts of wrestling in pyjamas and reading books; of bouncing up and down in activity centres and pulling on Mummy's hair for a cuddle; of sorting toys then playing trucks with the ones that didn't get packed away.

It kind of makes me realise that, even though both my children are getting good at playing independently, I need to actively play with them more.....

Checking in with the '52 Project' over at CheAndFidel this week...

Thursday, April 11, 2013

I Don't Wanna Be A Working Girl!!

And no, I don't mean THAT kind of working girl. What I mean is boo hoo hoo, poor me - after 8 months of maternity leave, I start back at work on Monday morning. Its only two days a week, and Tully will be at the same daycare as Flynn, and I should be grateful that I have a job to go to but, somehow, I can't help but begrudge this return to work. I don't wanna go, damn it!


But, hey, like the meme says, sometimes you just have to. So I'm going to suck it up, put my big girl undies on, and rejoin the ranks of the working mums. I will figure out how many bottles Tully is going to need over the course of a day; I will decide what to pack in her lunch box seeing as she loves herself some 'solids '; I will remember to pack her a spare outfit (or two ) in case she vomits/ explosively poops/ just generally gets grubby; and will not cry when I drop her off for the first time. 

Or when I can't fit into my pre-pregnancy work pants. But that, dear readers, is a whole OTHER  kettle of fish! 
Are you a working mum? Did you NOT looking forward to going back to work or am I just being a big sook?