Teeny Manolo: Celebrating the Joys of Parenting and Childhood - Part 11



“Owning” Your Child’s Body

July 3rd, 2012
By Glinda

Growing up, it was customary in my family to kiss and hug our relatives goodbye.

I do remember being told a few times to hug a relative I didn’t feel like hugging at the time, but it was mostly due to my being upset with them for some now-forgotten (and most likely idiotic) reason.

We do instruct our son to hug and kiss his close relatives goodbye, but only those that he knows very well.

What can I say, it’s a tradition in our families.

My daughter is too young to “force” to give hugs, and she often doesn’t want to.  Because she is a capricious toddler, the offended party laughs if off, along with everyone else.

But this article on CNN.com has made me think about the whole hugging relatives thing in an entirely new way, especially for my daughter.

In making my children hug their close relatives, am I really teaching them that their body is not their own?  That their body is something for other people’s pleasure and not theirs?

I’d always considered it an issue of respect to elders and a sign of how close our family is, but maybe I am completely wrong about the whole thing.

What do you think?



Monday Teeny Poll

July 2nd, 2012
By Glinda

70% of you lay the blame of the Karen Klein incident mostly at the feet of the parents.  They’ve got to learn that from somewhere, right? I showed parts of the video to my son and made it extremely clear that if he were to ever speak to anyone in that manner, his father and I would punish him severely.  17% find fault with the kids, and it is true to some extent that by the time they are in the tweens and teens, they can fall into behavior that would possibly shock their parents.  11% say placing blame is useless, but I disagree with that sentiment.

Today, I want to know your plans for the 4th… (apologies to my international readers)



Misplaced Apprehension?

June 28th, 2012
By Glinda

It seems that this little girl is being frightened by someone else entirely.

 

Photo Credit: Star Foreman



I Wish I’d Thought of That

June 27th, 2012
By Glinda

Awwwwwww… Dads and daughters can be so fricking adorable.



Monday Teeny Poll

June 25th, 2012
By Glinda

Aaaah, ladies after my own heart! 57% of you never pay retail if you can possibly help it, and 28% say more than they would like, which could be that they don’t pay retail 8% of the time, but that’s still too much for them.  9% say quite a bit, and 4% of you say almost never.  I would say that usually the only thing I pay “retail” for is groceries, but I try to be a bargain shopper as much as possible.  But, I don’t clip coupons.

Now, I’m sure all of you have at least heard about the incident of Karen Klein, school bus monitor, being horribly bullied by some tween and teen boys.  I watched a bit of the video, but had to turn it off after just a few minutes.  People are calling for the kids’ heads, and Karen now has over $500,000 in donations to her name, as well as a trip to Disneyworld.  There is much debate as to who is to blame for what happened, ranging from the parents to the kids to the school district. What do you think?



CDF 2.0

June 22nd, 2012
By Glinda

My, it’s been a long time since I’ve done one of these.

Chris Hemsworth beat out Dwayne Wade in our last contest, and of course I’ve got another challenger waiting in the wings.

This actor was sort of flying under my radar, but has done many movies and television shows.  He also is one of the few actors I’ve stumbled across who takes a much better “candid” shot than a formal, perfectly lit one.

VERSUS 



Enter Sasquatch

June 21st, 2012
By Glinda

It was a well kept secret.

Nobody told me about what would happen to my feet.

Yeah, you know, those things that, prior to the birth of my son used to be a size 8, and are now a size 9 after my daughter.

I had a size 8 foot for many, many years.  I was never informed that pregnancy would cause my feet to both spread and elongate.  For a little while I tried to jam my feet into those 8’s, but barring some drastic measures a la Cinderella’s stepsisters, it wasn’t gonna happen.

When my son was only a few months old I attended a wedding, and it never even entered my mind that I wouldn’t fit into my old heels.  Agonizing hours later, I came to the uneasy conclusion that hundreds and hundreds of dollars worth of perfectly good shoes were going to have to be donated.

During the seven years between my son’s and daughter’s births, I managed to build up a fairly sizable selection.

Only to have my hopes dashed again when I tried on my 8.5’s.

So it has been a year or so that I have been devoting to yet another set of shoes that fill all of my needs.

I’m still not finished.

If the shoe industry was smart, they would run ads inspiring women to get pregnant.  Why has nobody pushed this angle before?  Pregnancy equals different shoe size, equals big money for new shoes.  Get on that, shoe industry.  You’re welcome.



The Fruit Boycott of 2012

June 20th, 2012
By Glinda

So I guess this means I should be pretty happy that my two and a half year old daughter refuses to eat any fruit in its fresh form?

She went from eating all kinds of fresh fruit to eating no kinds of fresh fruit.

It’s a phase, Glinda, it’s a phase.

At least it’s a phase where she isn’t exposing herself to organophosphate pesticides, amirite?







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