Bring on the Kiddie Cocktails

Published Date: March 19th, 2010
Category: Weekly Thought

Yesterday my son was excited not that I had bought him a new Transformer or some stupid video game, but because I had brought home the ENTIRE Nutcracker suite on CD vs. the partial Nutcracker suite my parents had given him.

He’s five.

This whole transaction made me happy on so many levels. It made me happy because:

a)      I think video games are a plague that suck all social skills and intellectual capacity out of a child’s mind and will fight the acquisition of them with every bone in my body and am therefore thrilled he has not discovered them

b)      He has an appreciation for all kinds of music (not just rock like my parents think)

c)      I won’t have to hear him complain anymore that he doesn’t have the WHOLE version of the Nutcracker suite anymore

In all seriousness, I am happy because it is moments like these where I think that maybe our little experiment to raise him in the city vs. the suburbs is paying off. Not that suburban children don’t go see The Nutcracker (they do—believe me, I saw them all being dropped off by their dads in minivans prior to the performance), but I wonder if OUR suburban child would have gone to The Nutcracker. Or Lollapalooza. Or to see Blondie at Ravinia. Or if we would be going to a museum a week during the summer or the beach every other day.

He certainly wouldn’t be requesting to go for cocktails at The John Hancock as much as he does.

My husband and I are very adjustable, in that we adjust to any environment we are in. If we are vacationing on a little lake in Wisconsin, we go fishing in a rowboat and eat cheese curds. If we are downtown in the summer, we are all about finding the new hotel bar to try the new IT martini (and just assume that bringing our son is fine. Whatever, if we’re willing to pay $6 for a kiddie cocktail, more profit for them). So that makes me wonder, if we lived in a quiet, calm little suburb, would we become a quiet, calm little family?

I feel like we would. I envision living in the suburbs as this hazy, sunny, summery life where children run around in their large backgrounds in colorful rompers and blow ridiculously large bubbles. While the parents sit on their pristine decks and grill on their beautiful Weber grills and drink fresh-squeezed lemonade.

Why would we want to leave this calm utopia to drive an hour into the loud, dirty, city to pay large amounts of money for parking in order to squeeze into a crowded museum or concert for three hours?

We wouldn’t. But when you are surrounded by the loud, dirty city every day, driving 20 minutes to go to the zoo or taking the 147 Express to attend Lollapalooza or go to a movie in the park just doesn’t seem so out of the ordinary.

Therefore, in the city we stay. Or at least until our son discovers video games, and then we’ll have to move to where we can tell him, “Oh, you can’t get video games here (in Uganda)….”

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