After listening to podcast Number 169 of the Manic Mommies, which featured an interview with Lenore Skenazy, the author of Free Range Kids, I was reminded of this ceditra entry I wrote two months ago.
I will leave it up to you, the Web reader, to go over to her site and make up your own mind about her philosophy. I like what I heard on the podcast, but I have a long road ahead if my writing below is any indication.
December 7, 2009
My ultra-mystical process of selecting random items via ceditra (patent pending; MD residents add 5% sales tax) has led me to the fine tome, The Facts on File Dictionary of Proverbs, and the following adage:
The hole calls the thief
This proverb, if editor Martin Manser, is to be believed means that criminals and other wrong-doers will go where the opportunity presents itself.
It is odd to think that in the white-bread suburbia of northern Virginia, I am concerned with crime, but I am.
The first thing my wife and I did to the house last summer after buying it was to change all the locks because I was afraid the previous tenants (who were not the owners, mind you, but only renters) might still have keys and could enter our new house.
When I told the guy at The Home Depot who was helping me make the new keys why I was changing all the locks, he semi-laughed (which definitely requires skill to pull off) at me and mentioned that crime really doesn’t exist where I live.
Property crime aside, my biggest fear concerns my kids. I don’t know how my parents let me ride a bike as far as I did by myself or let me play where I did without quaking in paralyzing fear. Yet they did and I am fine.
Maybe the 1970s were just a different time.
Now, I become worried even when I know Ophelia, my five-year-old daughter, is outside on our lawn. How easy it would be for someone to snatch her.
Why do I have this fear? It seems irrational to me, but is it?
Yes, she can be taken away, but the probability is low. So why do I fear it?
My only answer is that while the probability may be low, the cost is without measure and the loss of my beautiful daughter is what I fear.
Back to 2010 and, after perusing Skenazy’s website, I wonder what cost I am imposing on Ophelia and my two boys with my fear.
However, in my defense, at least I let my children eat hot dogs, which according to this story, makes me a positively risk-taking parent.