I've been a bit more deliberate lately about planning activities for the girls, and I've been using a website called Growing a Jeweled Rose. This Blogger Mom has two daughters who are both a tad older than my girls, and she does all kinds of fun activities with them. It's like I can get a bit of a preview on how my girls might enjoy some of the activities she tries.
Here they are in the bathroom with some glo-sticks, the idea for which came from Growing a Jeweled Rose, but since I had a package of cheap glo-sticks instead of the glo-paint she uses for a lot of great looking crafts and activities, I just used the sticks for now. The girls had a lot of fun with them.
I also tried some balloon painting with them. Audrey didn't really enjoy this, maybe she was too young - but Clara liked it for a short amount of time.
I think this second one was Audrey's... I thought I'd remember, but I guess I should have written it down.
I had put the paper into a cookie sheet for each girl, and then also tried giving them marbles to roll across the paper. This didn't fly as well - maybe I did it wrong. We're new to painting and crafts, so I guess we'll have to keep trying.
This one I, I mean Audrey, did. She couldn't really get into this either. Each time she tried to touch a marble and got paint on her fingers, she held up her fingers saying 'Owie' (her new word for anything she dislikes even remotely), wanting me to wash her fingers off. Needless to say, for her, this didn't last long.
On these hot summery days, I've loved being outside as much as possible. And Growing a Jeweled Rose has a lot of great activities that are better done outdoors anyway. Like this one - I put a few drops of food colouring in vinegar to make three different colours, and then poured it into an ice cube tray for a few hours. Then I dumped a box of baking soda into the girls' sand table and let them play.
This was a great idea in concept, but it didn't play out quite like I'd hoped. They had a bit of fun at first, but seemed more interested in throwing the ice cubes around in the yard and floating them in the paddling pool. I tried to show them how the ice cubes fizzed when they melted by squeezing one in my hand, but then I heard a chorus of 'Do that to mine! Do that to mine!' and it kind of hurt my hands... I ended up putting the sand table up on the deck for awhile to give the ice a chance to melt, but the amount of fizzing was never enough to hold the kids' attention, and I mostly just ended up with a lot of baking soda on my grass - which killed it, by the way, so I definitely recommend doing this on a deck.
We also put shaving foam into the sand table and coloured (regular) ice cubes. They had a lot more fun with this one, but still the ice cubes quickly gravitated over to the paddling pool, as did the shaving foam which turned the water a sick shade of green.
I've made a summer 'bucket list', mostly of things I found on the Growing a Jeweled Rose blog, and although I'm somewhat behind, I hope to accomplish most of them throughout the summer. Hopefully I'll blog about at least some of it!
Talk again soon!
I can hear the fireworks starting outside, yet we are staying in on this Canada Day evening. I'm actually not the biggest fan of fireworks (they really all look the same after awhile...) and because it isn't dark until after 10 these days, the works won't start until 10:30 or 11pm - too late for our girls. So, they are in bed and we will stay home and watch some Veronica Mars (my latest addiction).
Today, however, we had a great day of exploration going Geocaching for the first time. Brian and I have wanted to do this before, and despite how accessible geocaches are wherever you go, we hadn't tried it yet. Brian downloaded an app on his phone, since we don't have a GPS specifically, and we wandered downtown searching. Wandering with the girls was slow going, but since we had no specific agenda, except to enjoy our day outdoors and maybe find some geocaches, it was totally relaxing and fun!
Our first search led us to a roundabout in the city, and because we really had no idea, Brian and Clara climbed onto the hill and investigated these statues. We probably weren't supposed to be there...
They searched for a few minutes, and then I 'called a friend'. :) A close friend of mine has been geocaching for years - and has gone geocaching all over the world, in fact - and so I gave him a call for some tips. He told us exactly where to go to find this one, and we certainly wouldn't have found it on our own. Part of geocaching is that you are supposed to be sneaky and stealthy so that those who are around - and not geocaching - won't also find the geocache and remove it or tamper with it in any way. Geocaching with two little girls is probably not the sneakiest way to do it...
And taking a photo like this probably doesn't help... Hopefully we didn't draw too much attention...
My friend gave us tips to find the next geocache as well, explaining what it looked like and then after about 20 minutes when we still couldn't find it, he told me exactly where to find it. He promised we'd get the 'hang' of it once we'd found a few, and we were definitely excited to continue!
The girls were tired, though, so we stopped for ice cream by the river and then went home to let Audrey nap and Clara rest for a couple of hours before having supper and then heading out again.
This time we went to the University - another good place to wander outside. The first geocache we 'found', although we didn't actually touch it. We saw it, though, which is close enough, right? I pulled a muscle in the process of trying to get it (it involved climbing - I haven't climbed in years!) and Brian's afraid of spiders. True story. We're not exactly weathered outdoorsmen, ok?
Anyway, the University campus was overrun with gophers which gave the girls something to watch for. This is a lousy, far-away picture, but I had to remember this. They were staring at a gopher hole in the ground that a gopher kept popping his head out of. From where I stood, I could hear them giggling hysterically every time they saw him, and Clara would yell "Beaver!!!" every time he went down again. We told her repeatedly that it wasn't a gopher, but she insisted on calling it a 'beaver', which was incredibly funny.
Then, after a little while, Audrey started yelling "Puppy!" in between Clara's exclamations of "Beaver". I could have peed, I was laughing so hard.
We got a lot of walking in, and in the process discovered something semi-active that we can do together as a family. We didn't bring the stroller at all, so both girls had to walk, and only occasionally did we carry one or the other of them. I definitely recommend it, and we will definitely do it again!
Happy Canada Day, all!
Over a year ago I wrote a blog post about my method of Meal Planning. I should probably update that now, because my method has changed somewhat. Instead of planning a month of recipes at the beginning of each month, I have begun creating a seasonal 6-week rotating meal plan. I know people who use about one month of recipes, and that would work too, but I like to have a bit of variation and not feel like we're having things too frequently.
The first thing to do is determine what types of meals you want to have each week. Do you need one crockpot meal, or five? Do you need to have mostly meals that cost as little as possible, or are you more concerned about a balanced diet that includes vegetarian, seafood, poultry and red meat options weekly? Decide what you want to sort by and create lists of meal ideas using the criteria you previously defined.
For example, I wanted to include some vegetarian, some seafood, some poultry and some red meat each week, so I created a list of vegetarian meals, a list of seafood meals, a list of red meat meals, etc. Because we tend to favour meals with red meat and chicken, these lists were longer and so I chose to include more of these types of meals in my plans than the others.
For the simplest meal plans, use common dishes that you frequently make already. If you want to add something more adventurous in a week that you have more time to think and plan - you can always do that later.
So I made a 'rough draft' of my lists and arranged them as evenly as I could. I even used a few 'cut out' meals and shuffled them around physically to make it easier to see what I was doing. I had to make a few changes, and as I've been using it, I've made a few more changes. In theory, however, I can use this spring/summer meal plan - with maybe a few minor changes each year to account for changes in our habits - forever. Once I had finalized my lists, I printed them out and put them in my Great Binder of Organization for weekly reference.
My meal plan includes 6 weekly lists, each includes 6 lunch and 6 supper meal options. There are some favourite meals that are repeated every 2 or 3 weeks, but many are only used once. At the beginning of each week, I just need to determine what week we are on and 'plug in' the meals as our schedule, or the weather deems appropriate. Creating my 6-week list took a bit of time and effort, but it was so worth it to not have to do any thinking to plan my meals now.
All I need to do each week is copy the plan down to a weekly list or calendar and make a shopping list. Last year, a friend of mine bought me this weekly planner at the bookstore he was working at and although I love anything stationary - it sat on my fridge for almost a year before I discovered this use for it.
There are still a couple of free rows at the bottom, and I'm thinking of filling them with activity planning ideas for the kids in a similar fashion, but for now this works really well. The plan stops at Tuesday because that is the day I typically grocery shop. So, Monday/Tuesday I have to take a look at the next week, plug in my meals for that week, and then make my grocery list accordingly. I'm really loving this plan - it's also really helpful for Brian to know what meals are coming up, since I keep this on the side of our fridge for easy reference. During the year when I teach piano, I have a couple of babysitters who spend a lot of time at my house, and they have also learned to check this for the snack plan for the day. No more interrupting lessons to ask what snacks to give the girls!
As I get more and more immersed in this thing called parenting, gradually forgetting what life was even like before children, I find my priorities drastically changing. As you can clearly tell from my sudden lack of blogging vigour, my need to keep an online journal or record of my children's lives has lessened. I still want to, really, but it has become much less important than so many other things in my life that it has had to take a back seat.
Another one of those things that hasn't been top on my list of priorities is taking photographs of my kids. If we were just talking about picture-taking, I would say I definitely want (and intend) to take more pictures, but I just don't find myself with my camera in hand as much as I might like, and I really don't like the photos that come off my phone, so I don't even bother. Brian - who spends his day in front of a computer screen - is even less inclined to insert a camera between himself and the world, because he wants to be able to experience life as it happens. And he doesn't care if he forgets the moments - he believes it's better to really share in them now than to worry about saving each one to look back on. I struggle, because I'm a memory person - I love to reminisce, it's one of my favourite pastimes, but he's right, really. Spending too much time behind the camera diminishes our experiences now.
My poor Audrey will look back on our photos someday and wonder why there are so many of the first two years of Clara's life, and then suddenly we lost interest in taking photos. I will have to assure her that it had nothing to do with how she looks in pictures (although, Audrey, you need to stop being grouchy for photo shoots, or all the baby photos you someday look back on will appear very grouchy...), nor how much we love her. Chasing two little girls is simply more time consuming than chasing one, and I don't find enough 'free' moments to casually pick up the camera.
These photos were taken almost two weeks ago, and I think they were the last pictures I took of the girls. Not much has changed, but two weeks seems like a really long time. So much for my 5 photos a week challenge from earlier this year...
So, I'm curious - for those of you who regularly photograph your lives - do you think about it, or does it just happen? Do you find the camera in your hand daily without any extra effort on your part, or do you find ways to remind yourselves to photograph and document your lives?
Also - do you have any kind of routine for printing or catalogueing photos? Do you make photo books, or make gold cd copies?
I overheard a conversation this weekend about funerals. There was an acquiantance of those involved in the discussion who had recently died and they had been informed there would be 'no funeral'. A number of comments were made about the increased frequency of this particular choice and there was some discussion about whether or not this was appropriate since the funeral occurs after the person is deceased and is therefore not for the sake of the deceased, but for those still living. If the living relatives and friends want to gather to remember the deceased, should that be the choice of the living or the dead?
I would assume that when a person specifies 'no funeral' in their will, that they are somehow averse to whatever sort of memorial service they have been exposed to - whether that be for religious reasons, or cost reasons - and they don't want to subject their own families to the 'bother' of planning and paying for such an event. This is reasonable, and I think it's even reasonable for a person who sees no use in a funeral to not designate money in their will or insurance to pay for something they see no value in.
However, I think ultimately the choice regarding whether or not to gather in memory of a person - however that gathering takes place - should be completely up to those left behind. I would argue that we all need to 'say Goodbye' in some way or another, and if a funeral is how we need to do it - we need to have a funeral.
When my Dad died, he was cremated and so his body was not embalmed or prepared in any way for burial. We did not purchase for him a fancy coffin, and so we did not hold a 'wake' for him. I think it was the following morning (Tuesday) that his closest family planned to meet at the funeral home to discuss details and we also had the opportunity to see his body one final time. There was nothing ceremonious about it - it (I say 'it' because my Dad was no longer there, and his body was simply an empty shell) was laid out on a table, covered with a sheet.
A couple of my Dad's aunts asked when this 'viewing' would be taking place, and despite the fact that we (the immediate family) had desired a closer gathering, they appeared anyway.
At the time, I felt somehow violated by this. My Dad's dead body was somehow personal to me, and I didn't want the 'whole world' gawking at it.
What I didn't consider was their relationship to him. I have a close relationship to a number of my aunts and uncles, and I hope that if I die before they do, that they feel a loss. I didn't consider how these women felt at the loss of their nephew. After Dad's funeral, I recalled when one of his uncles had passed away, and how there had been a viewing on the night before his funeral. Like my Dad's, this uncle's funeral was attended by hundreds of people, but the viewing was only for family - which wasn't a small group, at around fifty people. This was a time for the close family to cry together, share stories together and laugh together. This was how these family members grieved and despite how we felt at the time, we robbed them of this after my Dad's death.
I will never be one to pull out a camera and photograph a body in a coffin, but I know people who do, and I will never again judge their way of remembering and their way of grieving. It's not up to me to tell someone else how to process death. Grief is wierd, and it looks different for everyone.
Personally, I would think it more appropriate for someone who doesn't appreciate funerals to state something like 'do as you wish' to their family and friends instead of forcing them to choose between honouring the deceased wishes and going through the motions of saying a healthy 'Goodbye'.
That's my rant for the day - what do you think? Do you agree, or disagree?
I've gotten a little behind. I thought not having a laptop wouldn't slow me down but having to actually sit down upstairs (not downstairs where the kids prefer to play) is evidently more effort than I thought.
So, whatever week it is, here are a few photos from it.
She's probably singing - at the top of her lungs - 'Let it Go' from Frozen.
I had tried making homemade water colour paints awhile back and although they didn't work very well for painting, they were fun to play with after I added a bit more cornstarch and water. These girls spend a lot of time at our house babysitting my girls while I teach piano, and they're pretty much part of the family. All three of them were entertained for over an hour with this - fun for ALL ages! :) Yeah, ok, I was playing with it too...
My goal is to take at least 5 'good' photos each week, partly to make sure I get decent pictures of my girls as they grow and change, and partly to document what we do. Yesterday I blogged on our past week - particularly the Easter weekend - so there's a few more photos there.
He is Risen!
We tend to expect that when Easter falls at the end of April, unlike in the middle of March, the weather will be nice and Easter egg hunts can happen outside. Apparently not this year. We had a few days of really nice weather last week and much of the snow melted in our backyard - spring seemed to be coming! Then, on Friday, we got a blizzard.
A full-on, 4 inches of snow winter blizzard. It felt like December.
We had made plans to go to our friends' house for grilled pizza - we went anyway, although the kids weren't able to play outside as planned.
We had the kids decorate eggs instead.
The next morning our yard looked like this:
My Grandparents are having an auction this year, and when I found my Saturday mostly free I volunteered to help my Grandma empty boxes and sort through things for the sale. Both my Grandma and Grandpa have to downsize and move to a condo for health reasons, and although my Grandma is happy to simplify her life, my Grandpa is struggling to let go of so much of what he holds dear. I can't even begin to understand how he must feel, but since he has been collecting - mostly antiques - for nearly 60 years, he will have to get rid of a lot of things. Going through some of his treasures was actually really fascinating.
I actually remember using a rotary phone - my Grandparents had one in use when I was younger - but this thing goes back much further. To a time when party lines were a thing and you could pick up the ear piece and listen to anyone else's conversation. I loved pretending to talk on this phone when I was a kid.
These actually still contained a polishing cloth and foot soap.
Do you want to build a snowman?
Or have a snowball fight, possibly? In April? Clara had the time of her life outside at her Grandparents for one of our Easter gatherings.
My weekend wasn't all that enjoyable for me, for reasons I can't quite explain. I dealt with a bit of anxiety that I just couldn't shake and it kept me on edge all three days. Maybe it's the weather - there's something horribly depressing about a snowstorm after more than 6 months of winter...
"It's cold - get it off."
Thankfully the snow that fell on the weekend is gone and we just have a few of the icy piles in the shade left in our yard. Earlier this week there was a lot of mud so playing outside is still not a lot of fun (for Mommy, anyway).
As a Christian family, we failed to highlight the weekend for what it was supposed to be - a time to remember the sacrifice of our God - and I regret that. It was only a minor footnote the entire weekend and yet we base our entire faith (really) on this one event. God became a man, died a human death, and then came back to life to prove his power. There's enough documentation from 2000 years ago to convince even historians that Jesus lived, died, and that many people believed to have seen him after he came back to life - and they believed strongly enough to die for that belief. Crazy stuff that we tend to treat so lightly.
Anyway, happy belated 'Easter'!
I'm not one of those people who thinks that 'Global Warming' is some great conspiracy, or a myth. I understand that data has shown an increase in global temperatures - in general - in our recent history, and I accept that it's a fact - at least on some level.
But when I look out the window - right now, on April 16th at 6:45 in the evening, and it's SNOWING, I gotta wonder how this whole 'Climate Change' thing is really affecting us here in Central Canada. Today it is not warmer than it was last year on this day, and I doubt it has been this cold in mid-April in this area in my lifetime. Looking back at the past 6 years of online data, it appears as though our weather this year is actually record cold. And did I mention it's snowing???
Last week I finally brought the girls out to play in the yard, despite the fact that it's still partially covered in ice.
I recruited Clara to help me throw snow from a shady spot in our yard onto the grass - hopefully it will disappear faster that way?
Clara's winter boots from last year, and her first spring jacket. Audrey will need a new one this year, she's a bit bigger than Clara was then!
Seriously, this is too much snow for mid-April!!!
I've been feeling quite cabin fevered, and we desperately need to get out of the house. I'm excited for this year - now that Audrey is walking, she can get around the yard by herself and play in the playhouse with her sister. Clara won't be playing alone, and I won't need to try to entertain a stationary baby on the deck. I'm super excited about how much time we should be able to spend outside!
I've been spending my days inside trying to keep up with housework, following the news almost obsessively - the situation in the Ukraine as well as the lost Malaysian Airlines MH370 have been keeping me riveted, with thoughts of impending doom occasionally running through my brain - and trying not to go absolutely crazy, but something about feeling trapped inside is messing with my head.
Audrey is the most easy going child ever, but Clara becomes agitated and 'buzzy' easily and I wish I could just set her loose outside. Soon. Please, God, we need some sun.
We need some sun.
My daughters' hair is finally long enough to 'do something with'. Well, nearly, but I've been waiting for over 3 years, so I'm going to do something with it! Anyway, it's nearly impossible to find hair clips that work in my girls' fine hair, and I've found that mini alligator clips with some kind of rubber grip inside is pretty much the only thing that works for them. I've purchased a few sets of clips here and there, but when I decided I really wanted Audrey to have her hair in some kind of clip pretty much constantly, I needed to have every colour imaginable (of course) and I didn't want to spend so much that I would care about losing the odd one. Audrey has a tendency to pull out her hair clips if it occurs to her that they're there... unfortunately. Anyway, I did some research on cost and decided that buying the materials and making my own was much more cost effective, and while I was at it, I learned how to make Korker bows as well.
Here is the tutorial I used, although because the materials I had around were slightly different, I found mine looked slightly different also. So, here's what I did:
- 3 dowels
- 6 clothespins
- 56 inches total of ribbon
- 4" cardboard round
- baking sheet
- hot glue gun with glue
- additional alligator clips, or binder clips
I measured out enough ribbon to have 14 pieces that were 4 inches in length each (uncurled), which for a tri-coloured bow was two colours cut to 20 inches each, and one colour cut to 16 inches. I then wrapped each piece around a dowel and clamped the ends with clothespins. In the tutorial I used, it called for narrower doweling than what I used - I think my bows look a bit better, but the curls have a tendency to roll into each other which I think would have been better if the curls had been tighter. Anyway, your call.
I set the oven to 265 degrees (the tutorial suggested 250, but I increased it by 5 degrees each time I tried until I landed on 265 as my personal preference) and lay the ribbon wrapped dowels on a baking sheet with parchment paper. I don't think the parchment paper would be strictly necessary, but my pans are well seasoned and I wanted to be sure the ribbons didn't make contact with them.
I let these bake for about 30 minutes - forgot about them once for an additional 20+ minutes, and the turned out ok although it's possible they discoloured slightly so if you're making matching bows make sure to do the ribbons together or don't forget about them!
I let them cool as much as possible - I was skeptical of the curl staying, so I did anything I could to make sure the curl 'set' - then I stretched the ribbon straight and cut it into 4 inch pieces.
Until I had 5 pieces each of two colours and 4 pieces of one colour.
I didn't take a picture of it, but in later bows, I arranged it in colour groups of 3 Colour A, 3 Colour B, 2 Colour C, 2 A, 2 B, 2 C to keep track of how I wanted to glue the pieces together. I found this arrangement worked best. I started with the colour I liked best for the 'background', and lay one piece across my homemade 4 inch 'round', using alligator clips to secure the ends. I put a dot of hot glue in the middle of this piece of ribbon and lay another piece across the first.
In this bow I started with two each of the first two colours, but as I said earlier, I liked it better when I started with three each of the first two colours and arranged them in 3's instead of 2's like you see here. If that doesn't make sense, please disregard... I may be seriously lacking in sleep.
When all the ribbon pieces were glued, I unclipped all of the ends (as quickly as possible - I was paranoid about the curls uncurling).
And then spent a bit of time seperating all of the curls. Like I said earlier, I think tighter curls would make them less likely to curl into each other. But I like what this looks like!
I didn't take pictures - or add the instructions for - the alligator bow here, because you could add this korker to a clip or elastic or whatever you'd like, but I glued it onto a mini alligator clip appropriate for my daughters' almost non-existent locks.
Let me know if I missed anything. Have fun!
My dear Clara... I thought I'd lost her today.
Even those of you who haven't read 'The Deep End of the Ocean' I'm sure can relate to what goes through your mind during the moments when you first realize you don't know where your child is. I know from talking to other Moms that I'm not the only Mom to have experienced something like this, and although my few moments were terrifying, I know people who have experienced much worse.
We were at the mall today, where the girls were playing at a play area set up inside the food court. The play area is completely enclosed except for the entrance, and this is where I was standing as I called both girls to come get some lunch. This is a relatively routine thing for us by now; the girls play for a bit, and then we get lunch in the food court, so I wasn't too surprised when Clara came running out toward the food lines. I grabbed Audrey and began putting her shoes on. I don't recall what my understanding of Clara's location was at this time - I told her to wait for a moment while I got Audrey's shoes on, but didn't register whether or not she had actually stopped moving. When I glanced up again, she had disappeared. Considering our proximity to everything around us - I casually thought that Clara must have run back into the play area - the closest thing to us, and the only place (I thought) Clara could have disappeared to so quickly. I was a bit annoyed at her for just running off, but when I glanced into the play area and didn't immediately see her, I was a bit puzzled. Keep in mind that all of that - from me grabbing Audrey, putting on her shoes and Clara disappearing - happened in probably less than 10 seconds.
I asked my Grandma - who was with me, but had wandered away for a moment just as all of this was happening and had just returned - to watch Audrey for a second.
I stood up (from putting Audrey's shoes on) and looked into the play area. No Clara.
I glanced quickly around me - across the food court, and took a few steps around to get a wider view of the area. No Clara.
I walked back into the play area and looked under/over/around every piece of play structure to see if she was hiding or crouched down somewhere. No Clara.
I told my Grandma I'd be right back and walked around the outside of the play area - still nothing.
I took a wide walk around and through the food court, thinking that maybe Clara had run into one of the food lines, which was completely possible considering we had done this a number of times and she was getting used to the routine. I couldn't see her anywhere.
This was the point at which I started fighting tears and panicking. As I was completing the loop around the food court, I told myself that she was probably back with my Grandma already and that I was being ridiculous and overreacting. I asked my Grandma if she had seen Clara - this was also the moment that my Grandma realized that Clara was missing, since she hadn't realized why I had left so suddenly.
Fighting tears, I turned to the first Mom I saw and asked if she had seen a little girl - she interrupted me to point across the hall to a little alcove where one of those kiddie rides was mostly out of view from where we were standing. I think I saw her go over there.
As I turned the corner and saw her innocently sitting on a giant metal duck, tears started streaming down my face and I couldn't even get mad at her. I hugged her hard, which confused her thoroughly, and told her how afraid I'd been. I don't know if she understood, but she seemed concerned. As I carried her back to where Audrey and my Grandma were waiting, the woman who had pointed her out to me said "Scary, hey?" knowingly, because like I said earlier, I think many Moms have experienced this at one time or another.
I just want to say - because I really believe this - that it wasn't my 'fault'. Although it technically was my 'negligence' that caused this situation - If I had physically had a grasp on my daughter at all times and never let her out of my range of vision for even one second (I can't imagine the amount of discipline that would create a child willing to stick that close out of obedience, but I suppose I couldn't condemn that type of parenting either), she would not have had the chance to wander away like that. But I have two daughters - and it takes two hands to put shoes onto an 18-month-old. Any mother of more than one child knows that there are times when your children are not in your sight, and in a situation like this, sometimes things 'just happen'. I wasn't doing anything unreasonably careless.
So, for Moms who have experienced things like this - you are not a bad Mom, and don't play the 'I should have...' game, because it's not helpful. I am paranoid about safety and I will take all reasonable precautions with my children - it is a hard and fast rule that they hold hands with someone while in a parking lot - but in order to allow my girls a bit of freedom and fun, I have to allow for the occasional possibility that something 'could happen' and pray that it won't. They could fall off a playground and break their limbs, but that doesn't mean I won't let them play. We can't think about how every accident could have been avoided, because even if it's true, it only allows us to point blame at each other.
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