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05-04-2017, 01:31 AM
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I'm about to talk about to you about the challenge of modern parenting through the lens of the recent culinary atrocity that is the Starbucks Unicorn - and **w Dragon - Frappucci**. Stay with me.
I'm a coffee drinker, the kind that wants all coffee to taste like something between espresso and soil - very hot and very, very strong. Occasionally, like if it's 90 degrees, I will allow my coffee to be served cold, and with a touch of almond or coconut milk, but I do **t want sugar or hazelnut syrup or whipped cream or sprinkles anywhere near my coffee. I'm sure you can imagine, then, that the newly released, brightly colored Unicorn Frappucci** (https://www.popsugar.com/food/Starbucks-Unicorn-Frappucci**-43429661) troubles me. Coffee isn't supposed to be pink. Or yellow. Or blue. And it certainly shouldn't look like a dozen peeps fell into a blender. This isn't coffee. I'm **t sure this is even food, in the strictest sense, but it isn't coffee.
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And this reminds me of the challenge we face as parents in current culture: everything is fun and fast and brightly colored. Everything is sugary and delicious and sparkly, apps and shows and toys.
This is what I want to do: I want to appeal for some **n-flashy, slightly old-fashioned kid stuff. A hammock hung between trees. Sand. Dirt. A hunk of printer paper and a few colored pencils. If I feel exhausted and overwhelmed by the aggressively flashy offerings for children these days, how does it feel for my children?
I imagined that one major component of parenting would be showing my children a big, beautiful, multi-faceted world. It is, but more often these days, I find myself focusing on how to build boundaries on the complexity of the world available to them. I want to make their world a little smaller, a little simpler: water, sky, grass.
I sound crotchety, possibly, or at the very least old fashioned, but in this season, my major parenting plays sound like things Laura Ingalls' parents encouraged her to do: get outside. Play. Make things up. Rest. Tell stories. As long as I'm on the curmudgeonly track, I might as well tell you that the Little House ****** is my all-time favorite: yes, a ****** of books about farming and oxen and calico.
I live in the same modern world that you live in. My kids live in the same modern, tech-saturated world that your kids do. We watch MasterChef Junior, and I love watching my kids make stop-motion videos on their iPads, and when I'm out of town I'm incredibly thankful for FaceTime and other tech**logies that help me stay connected to my family.
And yet: the Unicorn Frappucci**. I'm becoming increasingly sure that one of my most important jobs as a parent is making sure that my kids don't develop a taste for Unicorn Frappucci**s, literally and metaphorically. I want to give them an appetite for things that are hearty, wholesome, nutrient-dense - again, literally and figuratively.
It's more a defensive position than I'd imagined, before I became a parent. But there are more flashing lights and sparkly seductions than I'd imagined fighting for airtime in my children's lives and brains and ears and eyes. In a world of loud, brightly colored junk-food, it's my job to lower the volume of their environments and to fight for the nutritional level of what they're consuming.
What I keep coming back to: dirt. Play. Strawberries in the Spring and apples in the Fall. Time. Silence. Coloring. The exact opposite of the Unicorn Frappucci**.
أكثر... (https://www.popsugar.com/moms/Unicorn-Frappucci**-Parenting-43499952)
I'm about to talk about to you about the challenge of modern parenting through the lens of the recent culinary atrocity that is the Starbucks Unicorn - and **w Dragon - Frappucci**. Stay with me.
I'm a coffee drinker, the kind that wants all coffee to taste like something between espresso and soil - very hot and very, very strong. Occasionally, like if it's 90 degrees, I will allow my coffee to be served cold, and with a touch of almond or coconut milk, but I do **t want sugar or hazelnut syrup or whipped cream or sprinkles anywhere near my coffee. I'm sure you can imagine, then, that the newly released, brightly colored Unicorn Frappucci** (https://www.popsugar.com/food/Starbucks-Unicorn-Frappucci**-43429661) troubles me. Coffee isn't supposed to be pink. Or yellow. Or blue. And it certainly shouldn't look like a dozen peeps fell into a blender. This isn't coffee. I'm **t sure this is even food, in the strictest sense, but it isn't coffee.
Related
The Starbucks Dragon Frappucci** Is Here to Kick Some Unicorn Ass (https://www.popsugar.com/food/What-Starbucks-Dragon-Frappucci**-43464070)
And this reminds me of the challenge we face as parents in current culture: everything is fun and fast and brightly colored. Everything is sugary and delicious and sparkly, apps and shows and toys.
This is what I want to do: I want to appeal for some **n-flashy, slightly old-fashioned kid stuff. A hammock hung between trees. Sand. Dirt. A hunk of printer paper and a few colored pencils. If I feel exhausted and overwhelmed by the aggressively flashy offerings for children these days, how does it feel for my children?
I imagined that one major component of parenting would be showing my children a big, beautiful, multi-faceted world. It is, but more often these days, I find myself focusing on how to build boundaries on the complexity of the world available to them. I want to make their world a little smaller, a little simpler: water, sky, grass.
I sound crotchety, possibly, or at the very least old fashioned, but in this season, my major parenting plays sound like things Laura Ingalls' parents encouraged her to do: get outside. Play. Make things up. Rest. Tell stories. As long as I'm on the curmudgeonly track, I might as well tell you that the Little House ****** is my all-time favorite: yes, a ****** of books about farming and oxen and calico.
I live in the same modern world that you live in. My kids live in the same modern, tech-saturated world that your kids do. We watch MasterChef Junior, and I love watching my kids make stop-motion videos on their iPads, and when I'm out of town I'm incredibly thankful for FaceTime and other tech**logies that help me stay connected to my family.
And yet: the Unicorn Frappucci**. I'm becoming increasingly sure that one of my most important jobs as a parent is making sure that my kids don't develop a taste for Unicorn Frappucci**s, literally and metaphorically. I want to give them an appetite for things that are hearty, wholesome, nutrient-dense - again, literally and figuratively.
It's more a defensive position than I'd imagined, before I became a parent. But there are more flashing lights and sparkly seductions than I'd imagined fighting for airtime in my children's lives and brains and ears and eyes. In a world of loud, brightly colored junk-food, it's my job to lower the volume of their environments and to fight for the nutritional level of what they're consuming.
What I keep coming back to: dirt. Play. Strawberries in the Spring and apples in the Fall. Time. Silence. Coloring. The exact opposite of the Unicorn Frappucci**.
أكثر... (https://www.popsugar.com/moms/Unicorn-Frappucci**-Parenting-43499952)