Comments on: This is Why I’m One of *Those* Moms http://www.drennotes.com/2006/09/21/this-is-why-im-one-of-those-moms/ Noticings of a life that’s pretty & rippley Fri, 21 Nov 2008 06:36:39 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.6.3 By: Alan http://www.drennotes.com/2006/09/21/this-is-why-im-one-of-those-moms/#comment-101 Alan Fri, 22 Sep 2006 04:11:46 +0000 http://www.drennotes.com/2006/09/21/this-is-why-im-one-of-those-moms/#comment-101 Oh, great! Now, I've been caught giggling at "jubblie." :-o Some TV of the right nature is actually good for brain development, especially those which try to be interactive, like Blues Clues, Dora, The Wiggles, etc. <a href="http://home.uchicago.edu/~jmshapir/tv012606.pdf" rel="nofollow">Other studies<a> even suggest that TV in general is beneficial. Perhaps you could get him interested in the wonderful world of treadmills and adult-sized hamster wheels. A couple generators, a little wiring, and your PGE bill is reduced to just pennies a day. Oh, great! Now, I’ve been caught giggling at “jubblie.” :-o
Some TV of the right nature is actually good for brain development, especially those which try to be interactive, like Blues Clues, Dora, The Wiggles, etc. Other studies even suggest that TV in general is beneficial.

Perhaps you could get him interested in the wonderful world of treadmills and adult-sized hamster wheels. A couple generators, a little wiring, and your PGE bill is reduced to just pennies a day.

]]> By: Nicole http://www.drennotes.com/2006/09/21/this-is-why-im-one-of-those-moms/#comment-100 Nicole Fri, 22 Sep 2006 03:58:42 +0000 http://www.drennotes.com/2006/09/21/this-is-why-im-one-of-those-moms/#comment-100 Okay,I love this blog, Aj, you have mad skills in making me laugh. I have only just recently become a regular to your site, but eagerly anticipate each entry like I used to anticipate a new episode of 90210. Thank you for your honesty and seeing the simple humor in everyday life. Okay,I love this blog, Aj, you have mad skills in making me laugh. I have only just recently become a regular to your site, but eagerly anticipate each entry like I used to anticipate a new episode of 90210. Thank you for your honesty and seeing the simple humor in everyday life.

]]> By: Aj Schwanz » Toddlers Want To Know About Spiritual Formation, Too http://www.drennotes.com/2006/09/21/this-is-why-im-one-of-those-moms/#comment-99 Aj Schwanz » Toddlers Want To Know About Spiritual Formation, Too Fri, 22 Sep 2006 00:00:48 +0000 http://www.drennotes.com/2006/09/21/this-is-why-im-one-of-those-moms/#comment-99 [...] I also got a workout.  Apparently adult women are not the only folks interested in spiritual formation.  Because we had guests.  Underaged guests.  One of which happened to bear the same last name as me.  And the same big blue eyes.  And then same tendency towards temper tantrums and sugar sensitivities.  A few minutes into my talk, I heard my son who was “safely” stowed away in the nursery down the hall.  I figured he was just being loud.  But it sounded so clear. . .   I asked folks to center down, spend some quiet time with God, and I’d close us in prayer.  And that’s when we were graced with the presence of two guests:  my son, and my friend’s son.  I always knew if they hung out together, we’d be in trouble.  My son, leading the way, was followed by my friend’s son, and they were both giggling - they knew they had busted out.  And no nursery worker was coming after them.  In my intro talk, I mentioned that my son was a little on the active side.  After he broke out of the nursery THREE TIMES, I think the women believe me.  Two of the times, the nursery workers had no clue, and I had to deposit the Little Man back in his prison.  The third time, a nursery worker came after him after a while, except then Judah broke out in a run - boy howdy, he can move.  Man, camp counselors are gonna have fun with this one. [...] [...] I also got a workout.  Apparently adult women are not the only folks interested in spiritual formation.  Because we had guests.  Underaged guests.  One of which happened to bear the same last name as me.  And the same big blue eyes.  And then same tendency towards temper tantrums and sugar sensitivities.  A few minutes into my talk, I heard my son who was “safely” stowed away in the nursery down the hall.  I figured he was just being loud.  But it sounded so clear. . .   I asked folks to center down, spend some quiet time with God, and I’d close us in prayer.  And that’s when we were graced with the presence of two guests:  my son, and my friend’s son.  I always knew if they hung out together, we’d be in trouble.  My son, leading the way, was followed by my friend’s son, and they were both giggling - they knew they had busted out.  And no nursery worker was coming after them.  In my intro talk, I mentioned that my son was a little on the active side.  After he broke out of the nursery THREE TIMES, I think the women believe me.  Two of the times, the nursery workers had no clue, and I had to deposit the Little Man back in his prison.  The third time, a nursery worker came after him after a while, except then Judah broke out in a run - boy howdy, he can move.  Man, camp counselors are gonna have fun with this one. [...]

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