This
is the refrain commonly heard at Eden Village, a Jewish organic farming
camp, featured in the New York Times, where boys and girls can talk
about anything under the sun except their bodies.
Now
that I’ve been a parent for a month, I’m hoping to see evidence of an
emerging parenting style. Am I an Attachment Parent? Or am I Detached?
What are my philosophies on where, when, and how the baby should sleep?
Or eat? To wear or not to wear the baby?
“Our entire sixth grade class is going to Six Flags for the end of the year trip.”
A
familiar feeling of anxiety overwhelmed me. I wasn’t concerned about
the venue. I believe that 11-year-olds deserve plain, simple fun after a
year of hard work. I had no concerns for their safety. I am not an
overprotective, helicopter parent.