Helicopter Parenting
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Helicopter Parenting
| Sat, 02-23-2013 - 6:56am |
In an effort to move on from the other thread, Lol...... What is helicopter parenting IYO? Do you see it only at school or in other settings as well? What does it look like? Provide examples if you can, Thank you.
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My determination for the purchase of a cell phone is not age or grade level. It is when my kid spends time (more than 10 min or so) outside the presence of an adult-with-phone/radio-access. So when The Girl, at age 12 started riding the community (not school) bus to her private lesson, she got a cell phone. When we got rid of our landline, The Boy, at age 11, got a cell phone.
Every visitation I go to. But I don't recall ever getting a thank you for showing up. Nor would I expect one. And I know I did not write a thank you to every single one of the hundreds of people who showed up when my mother died. I wrote thank yous to the ppl who sent flowers. I wrote thank yous to ppl who made memorial donations. I wrote many thank yous for food and assorted other kindnesses during that time. I did not send every person who attended her wake a thank you note. I'd have been six feet under myself, buried alive in thank you notes.
That may very well be a regional thing, Hazel. It simply isn't done around here. The book is simply a reminder of those who attended. It was tremendously helpful when my mother died b/c my sister was on bedrest and her doctor did not allow her to attend Mom's visitation. So at least she had a record of who was there--I certainly couldn't have remembered everyone.
On Wednesdays we wear pink.
Shaking my head at the things grown women get their panties in a wad about.
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