"I want to ask big questions." ... "There aren't any answers." ... "Questions I have to ask myself." ... "Always the best kind"
--- Oliver's Travels
Here are some of mine:
1. Why am I so much more likely to agree with parenting and other habits of Catholic mom bloggers, as opposed to Protestant ones, when I am neither? Seriously, I read blogs like Danielle Bean, Jennifer Fulwiler, Bonnie Blue House and Testosterhome, and I think "wow, I should have had more children - this is great!" And then I read blogs where mothers refuse to recognize an autistic child right in front of them and then proceed to mock her on their blog, or mothers who force their pre-schoolers to practice sitting without distractions for 30 minutes every day, and I realize that if I'd read stuff like that before I had kids, I'd probably have six dogs and no children right now.
2. Why do my children refuse to speak any of their newly-learned Chinese to me, but will sing it upstairs to one another while playing? Do they think they're developing a secret language? 'Cause if they do, I want them to know: I can buy Rosetta Stone and learn too, okay?
3. This is one that really has no answer: why can't one school be perfect for my kids? Not that I'm unhappy with our public school: we're not going anywhere! But One received an (inarticulate but undeniable) death threat today from his 10 year old classmate. One's teacher and the school principal and social worker are all involved to solve the problem, which is very reassuring and speaks well of the school. But, but, but .... how awful!
4. Why do so many women delude themselves into thinking that divorce is a great idea? I've been reading Ann Althouse's post (and the comments thereon) about this Motherlode post and thinking about the foolish, navel-gazing Elizabeth Gilbert and her dreadful, awful Eat Pray Love, and I just wonder: why are women so eager to blame the men in their lives for what they think they're missing? Why not blame the weather, or their jobs, or their lack of a wardrobe other women can envy? Because they've been "taught" that, as Ann says, "Women, good. Men, bad." Sad: life-ruiningly sad.
5. How can millions of women listen to Beth Moore? I can't get beyond her awful voice. Isn't that mean of me? And Lost? I never watched it. Does that make me odd? I know other things do, but that in particular?
I know: terribly serious questions, all of them. But I'm trying to avoid eating something sweet and bad for me, so I'd blog about a hernia right now (if I had one). G'night.