It’s hard sometimes to remember that Seahawk is 10, almost 11 (his birthday is in October). In generations past, this was the age boys started having “real jobs.” (Henry and the Paper Route, anyone?) That’s certainly not the case these days, but was it such a bad thing to give our children responsibility? I don’t think so. So this summer, Will is teaching Seahawk to mow the lawn. He did it under careful supervision, but completely independently. After just a few more times of doing it with Dad’s help, he’ll be a regular lawn-mowing fool!
What are your thoughts on “forced juvenilization” versus letting our kids grow up?