Tag Archive | Toys and Games

The Reason We Clean Up

. . . is so that the room can get messy again.

I only pick up the toys so that Shlomo can dump them again.

Because, see, there’s no real reason to clean.  Obviously, if I’m picking up toys, I’m playing a game with him.  A game called, “Pick It Up and Take It Down.”  And it really is a fun game.  (Actually, yes, it is – depending on the mood of the parent cleaning and the time of day.)

Seriously, though, Shlomo thinks that if he gets praised to clean up – then if he dumps the toys and starts cleaning up again, he’ll get more praise.  Isn’t that true?

So, why not dump the toys?

 

 

 

 

*To those interested: I am not becoming cynical.  (I am, however, getting writers’ block.)  Yitzchak told me to post about this topic, and I had to think of a decent way to do it.

Gender Roles

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In our androgynous society, where women do men’s work and men do women’s’ work, one would expect that a girl playing with trucks and a boy playing with dolls would be accepted and normal.

It floors me that when I take Shlomo out, he is a boy, dressed like a boy, who looks like a boy.  Everyone assumes, correctly, that he is a male child.

But the moment he is holding his doll, he becomes a girl.  Robot sweatshirt, gray pants, and gray sneakers notwithstanding.  And everyone comments on what a lovely little girl I have.

Sometimes I want to say, “Does your husband never do the dishes or help with the kids?  And if he does, why is it so out of the ordinary for a little boy to practice being a father, just like little girls practice being mothers?”

Maybe our society is more traditional than we think, and less open-minded than we give ourselves credit for.