Facebook & Privacy

Posted On February 9, 2010

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If there ever was an oxymoron for a title, that’s the winner!

I added my cousin’s kid A~ as a friend in hopes to get her mom L~ to join.  I sent A~ a message with my request & since A~ is 12, she hasn’t accepted my friendship.  I have no problem with that, I really just want her mom to join (& now I realize that was the wrong way to do it.  Note to self: next time just send L~ an email).  Anyway, now A~ is showing up in my newsfeed.  I find that disturbing.  It’s a little like facebook is rubbing it in my face that A~ doesn’t want me as a friend but more disturbing is, what if my info is showing up in her newsfeed?  Not that I have anything to hide, but there are some friend requests I have ignored & I really don’t like the idea of my info showing up on their pages.  Anyone else notice this facebook phenomenon?

I suspect A~ has pretty lax privacy settings which is why her info is showing up on my page & why her parents should be on facebook.  Seriously!  Parents – you absolutely need to be on facebook & facebook literate BEFORE your kids join!!!!  You must set their privacy settings, you must have access to their whole site.  There’s no excuse!  It’s your computer they are using & they live in your house & under your rules – don’t roll over on the facebook issue!

Since I’m on the subject – I have to say I actually don’t mind the latest redesign.  I hated the previous one.  I like having pictures & status & links showing up on the same page again.  What I find super annoying, besides the farmville crap, is all of the groups people join.  Who knew so many people cared about “I hate Geometry Proofs” & “You just met, you don’t love each other, yet…”  Who has the time to come up with all this stuff?

They obviously don’t have 3 kids & a blog to keep them busy…

K~

Let’s Break Down Some Stereotypes…

I’ve been following the Haitian Orphan Missionary/Child Trafficking story since it broke. I have many thoughts on this which I might expound on at a later time. I was going to do it today, but this article caught my attention & I feel the need to break down some long held, ridiculous, adoption stereotypes.

Let’s start with the most common media misconception of adoption.

Celebrity Adoptions.

It shouldn’t be a shock to know that not everyone who has adopted or wants to adopt does so because they aspire to be like Angelina Jolie. Actually, most adoptive parents take issue with how Angelina & Madonna have gone about their adoptions. This topic alone could be & has been a whole blog post.

Motives to adopt vary from family to family. Some are out to rescue the world, one child at a time. Others feel a pull or calling to adopt. Some have special ties to a particular culture. Many see a need & try to fill it. Still others want a son or a daughter & don’t trust biology or their biology has betrayed them. Sometimes it’s very simple, parents have love to give & a desire for a child.

Some motives are good. Some motives are selfish. Most adoptive families can claim both. It is demeaning for the media to assume people want to adopt because of trends or celebrities. Adoption motives are complex & can’t & shouldn’t be boiled down to a Star Magazine cover.

Moving on.

The author states her concern with interracial & foreign adoptions being

“that the child will be separated from or have limited access to his or her birth heritage, which can create its own share of emotional problems.”

This is a concern all adoptive parents have. One of the hardest parts of adopting a child who is racially different from you is keeping their birth culture alive & relevant. We are raising our daughter to know she’s Vietnamese, to be proud of that, & we look forward to all learning more about her birth culture. Right now that consists of her special photo book, stories, & the occasional meal of Pho. We will add more things as she grows.

The author cites this old parenting theory as a current one subscribed to by adoptive parents:

“love is all a child needs and that skin color will ultimately have little to do with the emotional and physical healing process these children will need to undergo.”

Back when my parents adopted (1970’s), that was a common thought. Thankfully that theory has been thrown out. Because of years of research, we now know the best way to raise a child who is racially different is not to ignore their ethnicity, but to embrace the difference & raise them with that as part of their identity.

It is not easy or natural to do that. It is very easy for me to forget my daughter is Asian. Our family sees her differently than the world sees her & we do not ignore that. I do not want it to be a surprise to her that she isn’t white.

As always, there is the part of the article that basically says, “why don’t you adopt through foster care?” The author even states adopting an African-American child is a

“relative easy process…compared to international adoption, which often takes years.”

HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

I’m going to go out on a limb here & say the author has never tried to adopt through foster care. I have friends currently in the process & it is not easy. It is a gut-wrenching process, even when it’s ‘easy’- like “relinquishment’s in hand at placement” easy. Our international adoption was faster than that whole process.

Plus there’s the fact that kids in foster care aren’t usually there because they were well taken care of. Foster kids come with unique baggage & as a parent, you need to be ready for that. Not every parent is equipped to deal with the special circumstances.

It’s hard to parent a traumatized child. It’s even harder to parent a traumatized child while also dealing with state bureaucracy. It takes the patience of a thousand saints & the ability to roll with the punches, not just from the child (both literal & figurative), but the ones the court process with throws as well.

Finally, let’s be clear. Not everyone adopting internationally drives a BMW, lives in a 7000 sq ft house, spends vacations on remote tropical islands, & showers their children with things to make up for their poor start in life. Most adoptive families are homeowners (there are some sq. footage requirements but I think it’s like 100sq ft/person), have jobs, drive all types of cars (some really old so they can afford said adoption), have bills, go on vacations (Woohoo! St Louis!) & are very middle class. Affluence is one extreme of adoptive families – not the norm.

To wrap up:

  • Adoptive parents are not aspiring to be like Angelina
  • Adoptive parents are concerned about keeping their child’s heritage alive & relevant
  • Parents with a child of a different ethnicity are aware of that fact & generally don’t live by the ‘love conquers all’ credo.
  • Foster Care Adoption is not the super easy, super fast way to adopt a child so unless you have undertaken the process, please stop holding it up as the be-all end-all of adoptions
  • Most adoptive families are solidly middle class

Can we please put these stereotypes to rest?

And before I put my soapbox away, I came across a *quote that I think fits the Haitian ‘missionaries’ perfectly.

“I’m going to do great things for you God! Get on board!”

K~

*Beth Moore’s Breaking Free Bible study.

Phew, Glad That’s Over

Posted On February 3, 2010

Filed under Ethan, Gavin, News

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Rural City made national news today.  There was a standoff at a local store & that made for a very tense afternoon & evening.  Thankfully  no one but the shooter was hurt.

I had hoped to not tell the kids but Ethan overheard was eavesdropping a conversation with a Rural City friend so I felt the need to give him an overview.  I suppose he might have asked why I was obsessively checking facebook & figured something was going on.

HA!  It’s Ethan, he  would not have noticed anything.

Anyway, he was very interested because the store in question was near his school.  We had some interesting conversations about mental illness, types of rifles, Star Wars (because everything comes back to Star Wars), hostages, & eventually, suicide.

Gavin was very matter of fact.  He told me he felt happy that no one was hurt but very sad that the gunman died.  He told me he felt a little like crying & that the dog & cat did too.  I told him it was okay to cry about it – it’s a sad thing no matter if the person is crazy or evil or just confused & scared.   He comforted the cat & dog & bounced off to bed.

Ethan asked a lot of good questions, brainstormed a few things that the gunman could have done differently, & happily went off to shower.  It was actually a big night for Ethan.  He also had the $ex* talk with Jason.  He had lots of good questions, Jason’s favorite being, ‘how do sperm & egg communicate?’  Jason initially told him cell phone but then he manned up & gave him the correct info.  Men…

Now I need to send an email to the boys teachers explaining all the new things they learned tonight.  I can only imagine the tales Gavin will regale his class with tomorrow…

K~

*I’m not writing out $ex because I don’t need any weirdos searching for $ex in the blogosphere to find my innocent little blog.

Bye-Bye Rat’s Nest

Posted On February 3, 2010

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Tova’s hair drives me crazy.  It’s thin & stringy & usually in her mouth.  She’s been asking for a haircut & today, I was more than happy to oblige.

Before

After

She cleans up nice, doesn’t she?

K~

A: Stomach Flu

Posted On February 1, 2010

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Q: What will ultimately be the reason I make my Wii Fit weight goal?

K~

A W@lmart Commercial Has Ruined My Daughter

Posted On January 29, 2010

Filed under Tova

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Earlier this week, we all sat down in front of the computer for a little Youtube.  Jason’s pick was this commercial.

Bad idea.

Tova was already terrified of anything costumed.  Now, she is scared of pretty much everything else.  Walking by herself, being in the dining room while I am in the adjacent kitchen, the computer, & TV.  She now cries when she’s dropped off at the Y childcare (a place she’s been going since May ‘09) & at bible study (also a place not new to her).  It’s slowly driving me insane having her welded to my leg.

I’m trying to be very reassuring.  I’m trying to be patient.  No matter how many times I say I won’t, she seems to think I’m going to play the offending video every time I sit down to check my email.  Which is why I didn’t post it, a link is probably offensive enough ;-)

I forget, is it common to develop completely irrational fears at 3?  Anyone know how to flip the switch back to normal?

K~

2nd Grade, A Year Later

Posted On January 27, 2010

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Last night at supper Ethan rather randomly recalled his favorite thing about 100 Day in Rural City – his teacher made the class 100 pancakes.

This was big.  Ethan almost never talks about school.  He is asked a lot about school but has a hard time remembering anything that happened during the day, other than what went on at recess.

I think my knowledge of what he liked about 2nd grade has now doubled.

K~

Snapshots

Posted On January 25, 2010

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  • The boys were really disappointed about the Vikings game.  Ethan holed himself up in his closet for a good cry after the game was over.  Today he was better but is firmly entrenched in the camp that the loss wasn’t the Viking’s fault but the Ref’s fault.  We nipped that pretty quickly.  Ethan is really good at blaming others for everything.
  • I can’t believe I wrote that much about professional sports.
  • I began painting our bathroom over the weekend.  I think I knew Jason had no intention of helping, but I dove in anyway.  I’m frustrated with the progress.  It’s slow to cut-in & roll all by myself.  Of course there’s not much room for two people to work in the bathroom, but that’s beside the point.  It also doesn’t help that I used a roller with the wrong knap.  Or is it nap?
  • That’s what I wanted to do this weekend.
  • I nearly pantsed myself while painting.  I was climbing down from my step stool & stepped on the cuff of my pants & nearly lost them, right in front of the window.  I am that talented.
  • The cat left me a present after he escaped into the garage this afternoon.  I would have preferred poo.
  • Actually, I wouldn’t have.  A dead animal, Jason will pick up.  Poo, that’s my job.
  • I wish I could speak more than Dora Spanish.  Counting to 10 & saying Let’s Go won’t be much help during our playdate tomorrow with the family from Chile.
  • Jason’s office hired a guy who relocated his family from Chile.  They’ve been living in a hotel for 3 weeks with their 3 boys with no school or any other outlet for the boys.  I’ve finally found a day to have them over to play.
  • I have no idea how I got so busy.

K~

Reason #388 Why I Shouldn’t Have Kids

Posted On January 22, 2010

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I woke up with a headache & knew it was going to be a bad one so before I did anything (like put on my glasses) I popped a couple of Advil.  Or so I thought.

By lunchtime I was miserable.  Tova had watched a ton of tv & by noon I was ready for Tova to have a nap.  I put her down & found my way to the medicine cabinet & grabbed a couple more Advil.

Only these were blue, not red like the ones I took this morning.

Turns out, my morning dose of Advil was actually a stool softener.

I blame the brain-frying headache…

This video is making the rounds & I think it’s too funny to not post.

K~

The Dangers Of Showering Before School

Posted On January 21, 2010

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Metropolis is a bit of an ice skating rink so the kids had a late start.  I thought I would take my shower before taking the kids to school since we didn’t have to leave the house until 10.

Big mistake.

This is what happened during my absence.

Face, meet foot.

I heard Gavin screaming in my bedroom, but I said not one word because:

  1. I had just heard them chasing each other around the upstairs complete with slamming doors.  They didn’t really want me to interrupt my shower to take care of that.
  2. A closed bathroom door has never stopped them from barging in to complain that sibling A, B, or C, has looked at them or touched them or their stuff & needs to be punished RIGHT NOW!
  3. They are 9,6, & 3!  Can I not trust them to keep it together for 10 minutes while I shower?!

Apparently not.

K~

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