January 25, 2005
What the......
This is sure to set off a "Random Domestic Musings" Bomb from Robbo: Jordana the Curmudgeon has a hilarious profile of an upscale kids birthday party, replete with the Merlin.
Yes, Merlin.
Sadly, though, when she's making fun of "Hippie German private school" I'm afraid she's talking Waldorf. That's just going to set off the Waldorf versus Montessori War, that was only resolved with months of patient negotiation by Henry Kissinger himself. Needless to say, even though we have demilitarized on this point, Montessori is still a quasi-fascist Italian pack of pablum, while Waldorf rules.
And yes, The Butcher's Wife (aka Mrs. Robbo) is a licensed Montessori teacher.
And, yes, by demilitarize I mean we put away our wooden swords and felt capes and were sent to nap.
Yips! from Robbo: Spelling fixed. (Sorry 'bout that!) And Steve-O, watch out for the Missus. Trash-talk about St. Marie of the Holistic Educational Experience is heresy 'round here.
Posted by Steve at January 25, 2005 11:26 AMUm...Jordana...not Jordan.
I'm not making too much fun of our Waldorf school. I love it, but it is a hippy German school. My W sticker stood out in a sea of Kerry stickers.
Posted by: Jordana at January 25, 2005 11:50 AMMy W sticker stood out in a sea of Kerry stickers.
Try living in Eugene, Oregon.
Posted by: Brian B at January 25, 2005 02:48 PMOkay, I can't stand it anymore. The pre-school birthday parties have been out of control for quite some time. I took my boys to a party in 1990 that was a carnival, complete with pony rides, a jumpy thing, a clown, a goldfish toss and hot dogs and cotton candy. In rebellion, I tied a balloon to the back of each chair out at the picnic table, played pin the tail on the donkey and served punch, cake and ice cream. After I got the boys to surrender their weapons; (my son's toys from his bedroom)we all had a great time. We had invited one girl from the pre-school that came dressed in a beautiful party dress and white tights that had little pink roses on them... By the end of the party her tights were thrashed and her party dress filthy! Geez...so sorry, I'm the mother of boys...
Posted by: babs at January 25, 2005 04:18 PMP.S. One of my boys won a gold fish at the carnival party. It was dead by the time he woke up from his nap that afternoon! We flushed it with full military honors.
Posted by: babs at January 25, 2005 04:21 PMUm, Steve, you know that Waldorf encourages pretend play or story-telling involving fairies, don't you? Nothing proposed in the Virginia General Assembly this year will protect your kids from that.
Posted by: Marjorie at January 27, 2005 10:47 AM
