There should be an application process...

    Not really, of course. But the article I have linked in this post saddens me and my heart breaks for this little guy.
   
     I'm not saying I am the most perfectly qualified person to be popping out a kid. I don't believe such a person exists. But I do believe there should be a bar set. Not everyone should reproduce. And I can back up such statements with this particular article.

     This poor kid doesn't stand a chance. And these women are perfect examples of why not every person deserves the freedom to have children. Say what you will about my opinion, but I wish people like this were not allowed to have babies.

     I know that this would never happen. But it makes me sick that this woman refuses to see what a blessing it is to even be able to have children in the first place while capable, loving people have to prove themselves and spend Lord knows how much to foster and adopt children they could never have. This child deserves much more and I pray that the system does not fail him.

     I understand the difficulty of fighting an addiction, if she even cared enough to fight it. But if your child is not at the very top of your priority list at all times, and you put them in situations such as these, you do not deserve them.

     Rant over.

I thought playing outside was free...

     So I was perusing the internet about mommy stuff, which by the way has taken up my life, and I came across this little gem of an article. Now I am not one to judge, but who would pay a woman to sit a block away drinking coffee while your child played unsupervised in Central Park?

     Yes. You read me right. I completely agree that children playing outside for hours at a time is a lost art. Growing up, my mom would kick us out of the house during the summer. We could come in to eat, pee, and nap. That was it. We had shade, a garden hose, unrelenting energy, and an awesome imagination. And somehow an endless supply of slip and slides! We were forced to get creative to have fun and learn how to interact with other kids. We didn't run around causing trouble. Well, most of us didn't. And, hallelujah, we survived adolescence!!! How can that be?!

      But you better believe my mother and every mother on that block knew where we were at all times. There is absolutely no way my mother would let us loose in Central Park unsupervised. Probably for the sake of other people, but that isn't the point.

     While I agree with this woman, and encourage independence, my son will have all the chances in the world to get his energy out on a playground, while I sit back and keep at least one eye on his whereabouts. Look at that! I just saved myself $350 big ones! I think I will treat myself to some new shoes!!