|Tschäggättä, costumed figure, during Carnival in Lötschental/Switzerland. Courtesy New York Times|
Will my kids wear ripped jean jackets and have piercings? Play lacrosse or chess? Go to a liberal arts college or cooking school?
I tell myself all these options are okay if they are chosen for the right reasons -- genuine interest on the part of the kid, rather than rebellion from ridiculous overbearing helicopter parents.
I want my kids to be happy. But a true happiness that comes from full engagement in life -- work, social life, recreation.
There is no correct answer to these questions. I hope that by keeping myself aware of this issue I can allow more possibilities to enter my mind. Cooking school could mean a well-prepared meal.