1. Talking to a 13 year old, checking in on what’s cool with The Kids These Days. Twilight is still “in”, though there are some concerns about RPattz because he looks “like 80 years older than he did in the first movie. I think it’s because he’s an alcoholic.” Errmm. Okay… I didn’t press to see what she meant, but I guess it’s natural for the younger set to be a bit standoffish the older he gets. He is a grown up, after all. And to be true, Boyfriend has a tendancy for the boozyness, but perhaps I don’t notice so much because we have that in common (though I am much less inclined to be photographed drunk at some gala…or while being interviewed…)
(the search for this photo was “rob drunk”. no last name. and there were a LOT. So okay maybe a slight issue with drinking. But really, if I were photo’d that much when I was 24? hmm…)
2. My 5 year old daughter picked out this book out of all the books in the whole store. I could not be more proud:
So: bad parent poll:
It’s kind of a cool book, with factual info on vampire bats and crazy blood drinkers in history, including, of course, Vlad the Impaler (yes! bedtime reading fun!) But it also talks about vamps sort of like they are real, although they occasionally stress that these are myths. The thing is, I want to tell her “no, these are just stories” at the same time that I want to be like, “Yes! There are vampires and they sparkle and it is AWESOME!” which, you know, only in my pea-brain as far as I can tell. (you see? you see what I did there? I WANT IT TO BE TRUE). So the question is, am I allowing her to engage in age-appropriate fantasy, or am I raising a Weird Kid who will eventually shoot up her college campus after a severe break with reality?
I think it beats a book about princesses any day.