Takin' off the kid gloves

Anyone can make a difference. I tried to embed, but couldn't..do check it 'n see, it's short.

This conjures up so many sentiments. I'm so sad that someone so young is forced to live in a place like this. I'm thankful for the life we have here. I'm so proud that a child feels courageous enough to help a cause so much bigger and older than himself. I am excited that people in his country are rising up to make a better life for themselves. I'm disgusted that people in our country think invading other countries is the way to make better lives for others...revolution happens from the inside. Invasion is not revolution. I hope Libya is more successful than Iraq etc.

And today's USA parents are afraid of germs on shopping carts. How do our children manage to live past the age of three with all the dangers over here? I wonder where our common sense has gone. Some children I've encountered here can't even put in the effort to open a juice box without adult help. C'mon people, what are we teaching our children? I guess the question is, what aren't we teaching our children?

Last night I commented to Sean that I rarely surf the net beyond a few familiar sites (FB, Abby Blog, Pregnancy Forum Friends). I surfed for about 2 seconds today, and now I'm on a rampage. It wouldn't matter except I'm supposed to be on the phone with general contractors getting estimates for removing the mold from our walls or starting the spectacular spring clean-a-thon of '2011. That's what I get for wanting to know more about what is going on out there. Better get to not procrastinating...