(PARENTSPRESS.COM) 2004:
Bartender, make mine a double. And bring a juice box for the little ankle biter while you’re at it.
In her book The Three Martini Play Date (Chronicle Books, 2004), Christie Mellor, pens such chapter titles as “Bedtime: Is Five-thirty Too Early?” and “‘Children’s Music’: Why?” Her credo is simple: kids need to be loved and looked after, but they are not the center of the universe, nor should they be.
In the interest of contented parents and, hence, contented children, Mellor dispenses sensible advice with insouciant charm: “Assuming you don’t keep them manacled to the radiator,” she writes, “toddlers are generally thrilled by the mere act of living and breathing.” So cut the frills, continues Mellor, and save yourself a lot of work, not to mention stress. (No, it’s not necessary to leave the house with enough child gear to outfit a conquest of Annapurna. Yes, the Tooth Fairy is magical, and kids will think her just as magical if she dispenses coins, as opposed to $20 bills. And anything designed solely to promote a child’s self-esteem is probably a bad idea.)
Mellor believes there is a long-term payoff to all this hedonism: “One day you will wake up and find that your hulking 17-year-old no longer needs you to take care of him or her. And when that day arrives, you will need friends, and a proper social life, and perhaps a hobby, and you will not have these things if you…make your child your only hobby….So now is the time to start getting that life to fall back on. You know what you must do. Do it for your child….And do it for yourself.”