My niece Abbey stayed with us Monday night... she was a blessing to have around. David loved playing with her and I just don't get to see her enough. I kept thinking about what she saw of our family through her eyes...
Our evening was wonderful and we had so much fun hanging out. We ate, gave the boys baths and read TOS of books... Fast forward to 8:30. Dave is in his bed talking to himself. All is well in the McDiffett household. Then - we are all watching American Pickers and I'm burping Dillon who apparently has had a little too much to drink :) and proceeds to projectile vomit all over himself (he even had it in his eyes), me (it was in my hair) and the couch. I looked over at Abbey and the look of "OMG" on her face was priceless.
I get to thinking... In high school, you take sex education or a home economics class and they send you home with a baby that cries every two hours and you turn a key or change the diaper or feed it and it stops after a few minutes. How realistic is this?
Being a parent is about the greatest, most rewarding challenge in the world. BUT, in my opinion, even when you are ready and trying to have a baby, it's still overwhelming and a little scary at times! Let alone get pregnant early or without the support of a significant other or family.
My proposal is to send each high schooler to the home of a couple with an infant to witness the everyday craziness that comes with having a baby. Let them see the fun that comes with a baby and the stuff that's possibly not what they would consider fun. Seems way more productive than a baby with a key in it's back!