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Our tech team has launched updates to The Nest today. As a result of these updates, members of the Nest Community will need to change their password in order to continue participating in the community. In addition, The Nest community member's avatars will be replaced with generic default avatars. If you wish to revert to your original avatar, you will need to re-upload it via The Nest.
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Thank you.
Note: This only affects The Nest's community members and will not affect members on The Bump or The Knot.
Parenting thing that pisses me off
Ooh, we don't use electronic toys in :this: house. The flashing lights overstimulate little Granola and we don't want the radiation from the batteries warping his testes. Only wood toys decorated with fair trade paint made by women in Kenya who work on the toys by candlelight when they are tired from making magazine beads.
Ready to rumble.
Re: Parenting thing that pisses me off
We are a flashing light family all the way, but I fully intended to not let him watch tv.
Yeah, that worked out well. I judge myself, but I sometimes watch Baby Einstein youtube clips with him. I don't for one second think it's making him smarter, but dammit he loves those stupid things. He gets so happy and waves his little arms and legs.
It's a summary of something I read on the AP board a couple days ago.
Yea, just try to keep a baby who has a two year old sister away from the TV. He loves when I sing the Hot Dog song from Mickey Mouse Clubhouse.
Damn you Kristen. Damn you all to hell. For the rest of the day, hot dog, hot dog, hot diggity dog...errrrrr.
We had a lot of tv growing up too, but I've never been able to do that. I can do just about anything with the radio on, but I always wind up trying to watch the tv if I am reading or something else with it on.
*snort*
My kid will be exposed to tv. what am I supposed to do, blindfold it and stuff earplugs in it's little ears? Or, wait. Am I supposed to be going without my LoveBox too???
I am an "everything in moderation" kind of girl. Except for crack. Because I think that would be hard to moderate.
one of those losers was trying to say that they were striving for a plastic free household in general. it was some of the richest sanctimony I ever did see.
reeeeeeally.
I wonder what they would do for a car seat.
I love plastic. It's made life convenient. I recycle, and take reusable bags to the grocery market. What more do they want from me? Why should I deny my child her Sesame Street figurines?
And who, pray tell, makes a non-plastic computer? Hmm?
11/11/11 = 5 years. Woah!
It's called an abacus. And it's what the Nest uses for their servers.
Pfft, cardboard boxes? Whatever, my child will make his own toys out of NATURE. None of that processed tree pulp shiit.
The hair grows in thick where the horn used to be.
I think our house is made out of molded plastic and flashing lights. We also just started recording Sesame Street every day. I admit I like that it gives me a good 45 minutes after dinner every night to clean up and have a drink.
Three words: placenta teddy bear.
Ha. I love that too. My favourite are the people who put "no plastic toys" in the invite of their first birthday/christmas party cards. When I pointed out that that was a) tacky b) sort of difficult and sucky for the buyer, I was told that when parents have decent friends and family who care about their values, they understand.
Meh, I hope to host some of their plastic free kids at a playdate at my house. I'll make little plastic loving monsters out of them yet.
Whatever - you are such an elitist.
11/11/11 = 5 years. Woah!