Tech Babies

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Dear Readers,

Hear ye, hear ye,  parents electronic devices are not babysitters nor do these mechanical devices take the place of parental interaction. Stop training babies to think that their need for nurturing can be meet by staring at the screen of a iPhone or ipad. When these little tods cry, squirm, and lift their arms up to you they need your touch, warmth, closeness and most importantly your time and undivided attention. Sing to them, read to them, put down your technology, and get down on the floor at their level play games with them and allow yourself to enter into their beautiful world of imagination. Children are creative and they want to talk and share there ideas. When parents substitute television programs like the Disney channel, video games, and you tube as a means to entertain children, the message parents are sending is that their precious bundle of joy who is now walking, talking and demanding more time have now become a bothersome inconvenience.

Christmas 2018, I had the pleasure to spend time with my three amazing grandchildren who my son has lovely nicknamed peat, repeat and three-peat, because their last little sweet heart was certainly a surprise. I traveled over 600 miles by bus to North Carolina, to be in the presents of these amazing gifts from God. The joy of seeing their faces lite up as they greeted me took away the soreness from my body. A.J. & Sklyar the young ( 5 & 6)argued about who was going to take my suitecase to my room. The oldest Mariah (11) asked 100 questions about how long was I staying . Over the next few days, we played with cars, dolls, playdoh, and created our own pretend cooking contest using playdoh. On Christmas day my eldest granddaughter suggested that everyone wear Santa hats, and write a reindeer’s name across the front. We reminded in our PJ’s the entire day and took naps as needed.

I enjoyed the cuddle time in bed with all three; and especially the one evening that I spent with my eldest granddaughter watching princess movies, making snacks and talking. During my fives days stay the only interaction with technology was to ooh and aah over their fathers new cell phone. I think there were other electronic gadgets, but they weren’t the center of attention. For an extra added bonus I had bonding time cooking Christmas dinner with my son. My mind often wonders back to my childhood memories of family time, and how some of the life lesson I learned is due to the time, patience and attention I received from the adults in my life.  I spent time in the kitchen with my dad, who taught me how to chop fresh seasonings, he brought me a chefs hat and called me his prep chef.  My mother allowed me to help with the baking and at the age of 17,  I baked my first wedding cake. My grandmother taught me how to carefully and thoroughly clean a house.  And I watched my first western about with a few of my uncles. There are other fond memories about how the adults in my life helped to shape the person that I am today.

Advanced technology is great because new discoveries helps society move forward. however, ask yourself this, how have we as parents allowed technology to interfere in  the relationship with our children? When was the last time the entire family sat down for dinner and talked? Or planned an old fashioned game night. Do you know what books your children are reading? Are there Televisions in every room of the house? In my opinion its not  society that at fault for the way some of our children are turning out, it is what we are over exposing them to. Remember this announcement ” it 10:00 PM do you know where your children are?” I say,  ” its 10PM do know which device your children are on?”

Thank you for reading

What Say You?

J. R.

The single life the Romance is Over

At the age of 45 , I had a revelation that I was no longer interested in being single. I didn’t put much thought into what I was going to do to solve my single status. So, I put the idea on the back-shelf planning to revisit it again.

…Fast-forward, now at the age of 52 the glitz and glamour of having the time and freedom to sleep late, cook or not to cook, sleeping in a fetus position to keep warm , and eating alone has soured.

The single life means being alone, having too much time to be alone; just me and the voices from the television or radio; and they don’t talk back or ask, ” how was your day?” In my house there is no one to pass the honey to do list to, because it’s just me, so, its more like things to do list.

I talk to people who drool with envy because they wish to have my life. I’ve come to the conclusion that they are in relationships, that no longer meets their needs, and they  believe that the grass is greener on the other side. It isn’t  until they abandon all that they have to cross over into single hood and have a oh Shit moment, Oops its to late, when they realize that what they needed to do was to  pay attention to the weeds ( boredom) that grow in their yard

( relationship); and if they had taken the time to care for and revive their grass ( spouse) then maybe thing would have remained green ( happy). Now, the other side ( single-hood) is not as green , plush and happy as they thought. The silence of an empty house is loudest when your alone. the bed never feels comfortable no matter how expensive the sheets or  how warm the comforter; so what is a single person to do?

Most people run out and adopt “Fido,” only to find out that their beloved pet is more of responsibility than a shared committed relationship with a human. I found myself competing with the younger generation of women, them the Millennial, me the Baby Boomer , and they seem to be winning. The male Baby Boomers no longer want my type, strong, focused, responsible and intelligent. They desire young, hot, shapely, badonkadon ( big Butt), ride’em, hard  and hit them fast spontaneous vixens.

These days people  few people start a relationship the old fashion way; like being matched up by friends. Instead, I am doomed to online dating, dam to the age of technology. Night after night, I sit in front of my computer shifting through profiles of men whose pictures resemble mug shots. Reading lie after lie about they are adventurous, romantic and hope to find ” the one, ” yeah, more like the one for the night. Do I sound bitter?  Well, I am. Dating should  not have to be  difficult, and is not a game. People feelings are real and the ones out there like me waiting, wanting and hoping to find the right partner, the deceivers make trusting others a challenge. Anyway, I am going to keep hope alive.

What Say You?

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