Portia,who is finally sitting up by herself. Tess, who wears a swimsuit all day and wants to be called Stephanie the Mermaid. Cordelia, who is in kindergarten but doing first grade reading and math, and refuses to do half the math work because it’s so easy it insults her intelligence. Elizabeth, who has a beautiful voice and sings hymns from church choir day and night.
The movie star who wants to be governor of my state and says Esquire misquoted him and he doesn’t really think Vietnam vets are punks. We’ll see what my fellow New Mexicans who are veterans think of that come 2010.
Nadya Suleman. How could I, a mother who blogs about both parenting and politics, have not written about the Octomom yet? And my goodness, where to begin? Of course I don’t think having a baker’s dozen plus children out of wedlock is a good thing when you’re on welfare and being supported by your financially struggling parents. But neither do I think what the haters are saying about the woman they call Octopussy is within the bounds of decency. The self-righteous clamoring for regulation of the fertility business sends a chill up my spine. While I wouldn’t call implanting eight embryos in an unmarried welfare mother’s womb a best practice, I’m nervous about the prospect of draconian laws that may keep reproductive technologies out of reach for people of modest means. Amid all the shouting about how “something ought to be done” to prevent more “litters” like Ms. Suleman’s, I think we ought to give serious thought as to what that “something” is, and who (or more likely, which government bureaucracy) is going to be the “someone” doing it.
Parents in Albuquerque being furious because instead of letting their kids go lunchless when the parents fail to pay the school lunch bill, the public schools provide the kids with free cheese sandwiches for lunch. And what’s wrong with a free lunch for kids whose parents don’t pay for lunches and don’t send sack lunches either? Well, it isn’t the same hot lunch the kids with paying parents get. And having to eat a cheese sandwich instead of meatloaf is damaging the kids’ self-esteem. So far the Albuquerque public school parents have racked up $140,000 in unpaid lunch bills, which I guess the school district is just expected to eat. Like a cheese sandwich.
That’s about half the stuff I tore out of the newspaper or bookmarked. Maybe tomorrow I’ll get to the rest. Or maybe I’ll make pizza dough and popsicles instead.