Monday, July 22, 2013
Woody's 7, and he doesn't want to be documented on the blog anymore. He doesn't like that anybody, anywhere can see what we do with our days. At first, I worried that somehow I had let slip through an overarching fear that the world was a scary place full of bad people.
Then I remembered it's not really about me.
We have been watching G.I. Joe Renegades on Netflix. Tracking and spying technology feature heavily in that show where the Joes are always on the run from seen and unseen Cobra forces. That might be playing a part. Other parents have told me that this was the age that their kids began to think about real-world dangers and risks, and experimented with setting limits for themselves and their families. (One mom said that for her son, it was a gripping worry about natural disasters. I remember that for my younger sister, it was "America's Most Wanted" criminals who were last seen in our geographic region.) So, it might be developmental.
Regardless, I'm going to respect it. So, this blog, which is all about what we do during our days, will go into dormancy. Last time I took a break from blogging, I wrote lots of poetry. This time, who knows? Thanks for reading for this past year. If we start up again some time in the future, I'll come back and add a link.