Thursday, December 21, 2006

actions speak louder than words

Little Sister often complains about her socks, but I just tell "they're fine!" and tell her to relax. She has never said why she doesn't like them...but now I know. She figured out how to turn them upside down and now she doesn't complain.

I will buy non-lettered socks from now on.

Friday, December 08, 2006

it's not that i don't like blogging...

Really, it's not. I like it and I miss it. It's just that I can't rescue my mind from carseats. I think about it 14 hours a day and have even taken to dreaming about it at night. It's definitely an addiction. A very safe and good addiction as far as addictions go, I suppose, but consuming still. I joined a message board with people just like me on it. Yes, there are people like me. I am not alone. People like me that analyze the way cartoon characters use carseats. Arthur's baby sister? NOT properly restrained. That kid should so be rear-facing. People like me who gasp in horror at the newest Sear's commercial where the baby is strapped in a carseat with a huge snowsuit on and very loose harness straps. People like me who want to save the world one carseat at a time. I even made another blog just for random carseat stuff.

I've thought about doing a weekly post with carseat tips. But where would I start? 9 out of 10 carseats are being used improperly with an average of 3 errors per seat. I see it each and every day and sometimes it's overwhelming. I know logically that I can't help everyone. I can't help those who don't want to be helped. But where do I draw the line? Do I say something to the teacher at Little Boy's preschool who has a horribly misused carseat in the backseat of her car or do I mind my own business? What if she was in a crash tomorrow and her child was hurt or killed because I decided to mind my own business? You see why I'm so conflicted?

So you see, it's not that I don't like blogging. It's not you. It's me.