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Our Children and the people who want to take them from us...

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by LRM on Monday, September 6, 2010 at 11:02pm
It takes a village...to WATCH and PROTECT our children. More importantly, watch the people around them. So sad you just don't know who to trust anymore to be the watcher or the watchee. People guard their purses, pocketbooks, handbags and wallets more closely than their children. They lock up and alarm their homes and cars and park vehicles under lights and take up 2 spots to keep them safe from burglars and dents while letting their children walk alone to friends houses where they don't know the family members, friends, other neighbors who are there. They call police when someone is outside their home peeping but not when the 'nice man from church' has their children over all the time ALONE in his home and little Jimmy comes home and says he was shown a naked lady or had his picture taken in his bathing suit. I think humans are the only mammal that is so careless with their offspring. I'd venture not many species of animals either, although I do know it happens (Cuckoos).
Think about it.
Just think about how a mother elephant or bear or owl (personal experience) is with her babies and the time and attention she invests.
Do you know you can get sealants applied to your childrens teeth to help block out cavities? Now think about those new rims you just bought for your car.
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