Winter has given us a wee bit of a break.
It makes me feel giddy. I'm mentally planning a hundred weekend trips to swim in rivers and explore farmers markets. I've ordered heirloom seeds and mentally sketched out raised beds. I answered an ad for ducklings and piglets. We may have to scratch that last plan actually but it's fun to look. I've also beat some sort of record for most pant-changes in one day, thanks to Wyatt's amazing ability to jump in every single puddle he sees.
The other day, I went to a documentary viewing to see Play Again, a documentary about technology, nature and kids. It was okay, nothing mindbreaking. The comments after bugged me a it - parents making their own jokes about spending too much time online. Talking about they couldn't possibly ignore emails.
I do it, they can. They don't want to. We live in a super-fast paced world. If you send a message you expect an answer right now damnit. Making the choice to slow down is exactly that, a choice. When I turn my cell phone off at 6pm I wake up to text messages asking where I am, why didn't I answer, is everything okay?
Everything was actually very fine. I read an entire book. We ate dinner together and talked. I laid on the couch with my husband and gazed into his eyes and loved him up. There's a time for technology. I've learned so much reading blogs, and watching videos. I share these things with my children. I've connected with like-minded folks and have forged friendships thanks to the world wide web. But it can't be every second of my life. We need to balance that with gardening, and mudpies, and sunshine.
It made me sick - hearing that the children in the documentary were 'on media' 12 hours a day.
But parents, that's your fault. Turn it off. Unplug it. Engage them. Take them outside. Let them be bored.