9/9/12 So my daughter’s best friend from college had a baby yesterday, and being that this young woman calls me her “New York Mommy” and that her parents aren’t flying in from the West Coast for a few days (and she has no family here), hubby and I paid a visit to the maternity ward at Mt. Sinai hospital. (An aside: Going anywhere by bus on a NYC Sunday can take way too long.) As most of my readers know, I blogged last week for PBS’s website for Baby Boomers, Next Avenue, about wanting to be a grandmother. I have a grandpuppy, and I used to have grandferrets (they died at age 5 1/2, old by ferret standards, having lived a wonderful life with my son as their ferret-in-chief). Seriously, I’d be pretty shocked and slightly taken aback if either of my children announced that there was an imminent grandma coronation in the works. I do want my young adult kids to settle better into their professional lives before they bring other lives into this world. But, ah, I love children. I love babies. And I love Danielle for letting me hold Jax for a few minutes. Neither Danielle or her partner, Chris, have much baby experience. As we walked in, they announced that they had changed their first few diapers and were getting good at it. Yeah, I know that they’ll have to learn to cope with lots of interrupted sleep and that they’ll have to find ways to comfort Jax once he stops sleeping all day. (That should happen in about two weeks, if my memory is correct.) But the joy on their faces, in their every movement. This is a happy couple. This is one lucky kid. His real grandparents – well they’re great people. Mazel Tov all around.
The first mention of the article came to me by way of Twilert–my morning hashtag delivery service–via some young guy named Charz Kelso. (Coming attraction: I’ll talk about Twilert on my next post about Baby Boomers and Twitter.) True, we can all use 30-year-old pictures of ourselves as Twitter avatars (translation: pictures), so maybe Charz Kelso isn’t a Gen Yer angry at his parents. But this was his tweet:First off, I don’t get the idea of someone mad about not getting his inheritance. A woman I know once complained bitterly while her parents’ estate was being settled that she wanted her money. “Her money,” I thought. “It’s your parents’ money. They worked for it. They had the right to do with it whatever they want.” So I object to that kind of spoiled kid attitude, whether the person is six or sixty-six. An inheritance, should one be so lucky, is a gift, not something you are owed.
Anyway, next I clicked on the link in his tweet, which brought me to Time.com’s “Moneyland”: http://ti.me/oiPZF0. This article cited a study by U.S. Trust (a retirement investment company) that concluded that “a surprisingly low 49% of millionaire boomer parents said that leaving money to their kids was a priority.” They also referred to the Baby Boomer reputation for selfishness–something I hadn’t heard before and would much dispute. (The so-called “me” generation was around before Boomers had come of age.) I tried to check out the study itself, but the U.S. Trust page didn’t have a link. So I went to the original article in the L.A. Times. (http://lat.ms/oUvor4) The only information I got there was that U.S. Trust surveyed some millionaire boomers. But how many they surveyed, how they picked their sample, and so on I couldn’t ascertain. So I called a friend who manages money for millionaires. He was circumspect, of course. That’s his professional stance. But mostly he was “huh?” His logic? The multi-multi millionaires have more than they can possibly spend in their lifetimes, and their plans often include trusts for children and grandchildren.
The L.A. Times article also quotes Ken Dychtwald, a former economics guru who somehow manages to still be a quotable person, even though the recession flushed his “age-wave” theory down the tubes:
“Many boomers already are giving the equivalent of an inheritance, except they’re doling out the cash while they’re still alive, said Ken Dychtwald, chief executive of research firm Age Wave. They’re supporting elderly parents, adult children or other family members who are suffering professional or financial woes. ‘How can you say no when a child asks ask for a down payment for a house or money to remodel their house to have a bedroom for a second child?’ Dychtwald said. ‘A lot of boomers are finding that family members are taking cash advances on those inheritances right now.’”
In other words, come inheritance time, what with all we’ve spent sending out kids to college, helping them buy homes, getting our parents the best medical care, well, there just might not be that much money left. Let’s forget about the multi-millionaires. There aren’t that many of them anyway, and really, whether the Hiltons are putting away money for Paris or the Kardashians for their famous kids, I don’t give a hoot.
Let’s talk instead about the upper middle class or regular old middle class baby boomers whose 401ks and other retirement investments kind of shrunk during the recession. We aren’t nearly as rich as we thought we were. We also can expect to live well into our 80′s. It might be really hard if we want or need to retire to live just off principal so that there will be a chunk of money available (when we die) to our heirs. The continued resistance, indeed vilification, of a sensible medical system where people could get good care for relatively little money–the kind of system in place in Canada, Israel and many Western countries–makes more plausible the possibility that we shall have to finance our own care should we get hit with an illness in our older years.
I might have ignored this tweet, except that Creating Results (http://creatingresults.com), a PR company that focuses on BabyBoomers and seniors and that usually tweets important information about this enormous cohort of our population, picked up the same quote as Charz Kelso, and tweeted this:
To which I replied, “no way, silly study,” or somesuch. They came back with this (and by the way, I’m @wordwhacker on Twitter, for those of you who don’t know):
And that’s the point. For most of us, decisions about inheritance might be moot. We are not selfish. Far from it. So many of us are right now helping out unemployed recent college/professional school graduates. How could we possibly do otherwise? They’re our kids. Or we might be paying medical bills for the elderly and infirm. But how could we do otherwise? They’re our parents. Personally, I am grateful for how comfortable my husband and I are. And if we somehow amass a nice chunk of cash before we die, I’ll be really happy for my kids to have it. I’m glad I’m not so rich that I’m too busy spending everything I’ve got so that there will be nothing left for my children and (I hope) grandchildren when I leave this earth.
One more thing: Charz Kelso’s tweet reminded me of other ones that come through on my #babyboomer Twilert feed or comments I read online–young people all lathered up into a fury by right wing Republicans and Tea Party-ers because they say we’re taking their money when we get Social Security and Medicare Baby Boomers. I’m not going to argue that there aren’t problems with the way Social Security is set up now because there does seem to be a tipping point a couple decades from now when the system could go broke. Nonetheless, it’s not “their” money we’re getting. It’s money that has been taken from our paychecks every day of our working lives. It belongs to us. It is not a gift. It has been an investment.
Some things to consider:
- Clue your kids in about your finances. No, not when they’re in their teens, but if they’re adults, they should know where your money is invested and how you foresee financing the rest of your lives.
- Talk to them about what they’ll inherit. Look, we’re getting on to 60, and people die. Adult kids should have some idea how to access your assets. At some point, you should also have the “Suzie gets grandma’s china” discussion. Find out what is important to them and write it down. Your lawyer can keep a copy.
- Speaking of lawyers, have a will and a living will. Even if you don’t have that much money, it’s important that you leave clear instructions about what you want to happen when you die. Do you want your kids to sell your house and split the proceeds, or are you hoping one of them buys out the others? Be clear. Also, make it known what you want to happen to you–do you want “heroic measures,” i.e. feeding tubes, if you’re in a coma an not expected to revive? Do you want to be buried or cremated?
Finally, a shout out to Charz Kelso (who seems maybe to live in Singapore): That was a really well done tweet. For those of you interested in what makes a good tweet, note that he has all the elements: A new and interesting idea; a hashtag (#inheritance) under which this tweet will be filed and seen; a link to an article; wit.
As always, you can leave your comments here on the blog. You can find me on Facebook at facebook.com/Linda.Bernstein or facebook.com/LindaBernsteinPhD. On Twitter I’m @wordwhacker. Do you think Baby Boomers are selfish? Let me know.
“Why does Aunt Linda have a kitchen?” Ben, who was five at the time, asked his mom. Disappointingly, he was not referring to my just-completed renovation with its beautiful green soapstone counters. Ben is mature for his age, but even now at age seven he has not yet developed an interest in home decor.What’s on Ben’s mind is the 25-year-old Fisher-Price play kitchen my own children played with for years, which I now pull out whenever Ben or any other young child comes to visit. It’s not just the kitchen itself that’s so enticing–even though a sink, refrigerator, stove, microwave and counter, along with some storage bins, a phone and a chalk board are contained in a colorful piece of plastic about 3′x3′x4′. What Ben and other kids love is all the food. During the years that I was accessorizing this standby, I added “frozen peas” that can come out of their pods, a “frozen” pepperoni pizza that fits together like a puzzle, a “Big Mac” (and my kids didn’t even like fast food), taco fixings, corn that comes out of its cob, cupcakes with removable icing, and numerous other goodies. There’s dinnerware for four and a picnic basket.
A mom’s eye can quickly catch that this kitchen isn’t new. To begin with, it’s a little dirty–probably no dirtier than the play kitchen standing in the family room of any preschooler’s home today–but this is age-discoloration: a bit of yellow/brown that won’t wipe off between the fake counter tiles. Secondly, there’s the the chalk board. Today it would be a white board or some other erasable drawing surface more likely to mimic the real one in the real kitchen. (If my great-niececould have his way, it would feature permanent markers. She and every other four- and five-year-old I know has a fixation with Sharpies.) The final giveaway is the orange telephone. So 1985. And until Ben became the primary fan of this kitchen, I hadn’t cut away the VERY DANGEROUS orange cord that connected the phone to the kitchen “wall.”
I must admit that when I was investigating toy kitchens, this wasn’t my flat-out first choice. Need I only say that I worked for Scholastic, a fact that may reinforce why I would have preferred one of those wooden jobs, like they have in preschool classrooms, with wooden food, more real-looking utensils, and so forth. But when I bought the Fisher-Price kitchen, my almost-three son was about to have a baby sibling. We lived in a two-bedroom apartment, and he and the new baby would be sharing living space. So I opted for the compact plastic model.
I never had any regrets, I must say, especially since Fisher-Price kept adding food to the line. The kitchen made by Little Tykes (remember, we’re talking mid-to-late 1980′s here) seemed a bit sturdier and perhaps a little cooler, but it lacked all the add-ons. And it was pretty difficult to get wooden food back then. Pre-Internet, remember, stuff was harder to get. A few catalogs that catered to preschools did show up in my mailbox, but in the back of my mind I knew that a wooden banana could make a better weapon than a plastic one.
Play with your food, please
As I was a parenting writer/editor at the time, I knew the importance of pretend play, especially pretend play around food. (Thus I was willing to devote valuable room space to this rather large toy.) Thinking around these areas hasn’t changed at all in the past 20 years. (Look at some of my past–and future–posts for lots of newsflashes about what we got wrong in those days.) Pretend play builds social and emotional skills as children cooperate with others in their games. They work out real life situations by imitating mommy and daddy. In their imagination, they work through possibilities. (For two in-depth discussions see http://www2.scholastic.com/browse/article.jsp?id=10175 and http://www.toddlerstoday.com/articles/development/once-upon-a-time-2224/. It’s the same thing you read in Parents or Parenting when your kids were little. Don’t worry.)
Food play falls distinctly into the category of working out real life situations. And I don’t meant that giving a kid a toy kitchen will help him learn to cook. But the child will interact with food and with the process of getting food into our stomachs–a necessity for life (but also, unfortunately, something many people overdo). Children experiment with the concept of raw (can toy food be raw?) and cooked, of serving to others, and of pleasing. Unfortunately, child development experts have never demonstrated any link between toy kitchen-play and reduced fussiness about real food.
Toy food from the (toy) food market
Being that the wooden toy thing still sends a thrill up my leg, I love the kitchen–and market–for sale at The Land of Nod (http://www.landofnod.com/spill.aspx?c=3146&pc=2893). These are high quality toys. I have given several of the food items–such as the pizza with its Velcro toppings–as gifts, and the recipients devoured them (figuratively, of course). I can’t count the times I have said, “Num, num, num” or “Yummy in my tummy” when presented with a wooden sandwich or ice cream cone. The items by this manufacturer are, however, pretty pricey. The gorgeous kitchenette is nearly $250, and the refrigerator $200. This stuff is for serious wooden-toy aficionados.
(The Land of Nod wooden kitchen and pizza set. Yummy.)
KidKraft makes two handsome wooden kitchens, one in pink (very girly) and the other in what they call retro-red. Both take up a bit of space and are meant to be placed against a wall and don’t have that every-inch-in-every-direction feel of my Fisher-Price kitchen. A downside might mean that there’s less cooperative play. One child can’t be pretend washing while another pretend cooks. On the other hand, the galley layout might prevent knocks and shoves resulting from little ones getting in each other’s way. The prices on these are a little less than those from The Land of Nod, and there are some accessories, and not all in wood. They are both available at Amazon.com.
(The red KidKraft kitchen is very retro and very cool.)
Little Tykes has several models. Their “Sizzle N Serve Kitchen” suffers from having an “N” in its name. But as it comes from this manufacturer, you can bet it’s nearly indestructible. It apparently comes with some accesories, like some food and pots and pans, plastic ice cubes (from a working ice-maker)–and a gas grill! Retailing for about $150 on sites like Amazon.com, this kitchen features two layouts–straight and l-shaped. The toy takes its name from the sound effects in the grill and stove. The great aunt in me believes that there’s a lot of play value here. I like less their “Play Smarter Cook N Learn Kitchen.” It’s plain ugly. And imagine: recipe games teach kids colors and sizes. There’s a little bit of trying too hard here to make playing “learning,” which, I think, after the initial blush wears off makes playing boring. I will say that this is priced right–less than $100 on Amazon.com.
(Chefs at play with Little Tykes Sizzle N Serve.)
“Lifestyle Grand Walk-in Kitchen” from Step2 is huge and meant for people with big playrooms. Several children could use this kitchen at the same time, and it looks really sturdy and has garnered some good reviews. It falls into the more pricey category–around $250. For that kind of money I would prefer a wooden kitchen (although everything about the design of this one is sensible). This company makes a smaller play kitchen, The Lifestyle Dream Kitchen, which comes with a 37 piece accessory set. It’s good looking–but it seems a mite small, like it’s meant for toddlers. (My kids used the Fisher-Price kitchen until they were eight or so. No kidding.)
(Isn’t life grand with this huge play kitchen from Little Tykes?)
One kitchen I don’t like is by . . . Fisher-Price. Dora the Explorer winks from behind and talks. It would give me nightmares. They also make an Elmo restaurant, which with Oscar and Cookie on the doors of the stove and refrigerator, definitely falls into the creepy department. My niece is raving about their “Grow With Me” kitchen. It starts out at the appropriate height for a toddler, but then can be made higher, and, ta-dah! There’s now a microwave. The kitchen also has lots of sound effects (by way of batteries, not included), like a blender that goes whirr. My niece said it’s really easy to assemble–and she was also excited that Fisher-Price seems to be producing a new line of food. She has already bought the peanut butter and jelly sandwich set. (The Fisher-Price Website says this toy is sold exclusively at Toys R Us, but I’m not sure.) The Fisher-Price”Laugh & Learn 2-in-1 Learning Kitchen” features “sounds and phrases” and is for babies. All of these are reasonably priced, of course, and since they come from Fisher-Price, well made.
(“Help, get me out of this kitchen,” shreiks Dora. Not really.)
They just don’t make them like they used to.
The kitchen I found that is most like the one my kids have is made by Chicco.
(The colorful Star Kitchen from Chicco.)
This manufacturer, whose toys were originally imported from Italy and thus had a certain chachet, uses bright primary colors. It’s cute, it’s under $100, it’s compact and kids can play on both sides. But . . . it’s not as interesting or inventive as my getting-older-every-moment Fischer-Price kitchen. A lot of moms of little kids I spoken with like the Little Tykes products; most yearn for the wooden toys because they look so classy. Some moms I know are excited that Fisher-Price is finally updating the kitchen my great-nephew and other young friends adore. (I mean, that phone is so 1983.) In the plastic kitchen department, though 20-years-old, that kitchen still has much built in play.
A note: one problem we always had was where to put all the “stuff” that went along with the kitchen. Since we lived in apartment where space was precious, the kids and I would cram everything into the kitchen at night when we cleaned up. But no child wants to cook plastic turkey legs if the toy oven is full of pretend pizza and what not. So the next day’s play inevitably means lots of kitchen odds and ends scattered over the floor. The obvious answer is to get a dedicated receptacle that fits everything. Any Walmart or Bed Bath and Beyond will have many suitable choices. But here is a gap that could be filled by a smart toy manufacturer: some kind of box that is clearly meant to store extra toy food and toy dishes. And what a clean-up incentive that could be as well. But cleaning–now that’s another topic for another day.
“RE-CESS!”I shall forever feel the thrill of those two syllables. The bell would ring, and a class nicely lined up two-by-two would race their way out of the building. At Lee Street School, even in the coldest weather, coats and sweaters piled up under the Ginko tree (whose fan-shaped leaves appeared in window-decorating collages every fall) that somehow grew in the concrete. I think I remember a boys yard and a girls yard, but sex segregation, based on the idea that boys were too rough, I assume, didn’t really hamper the ramped up energy of every kid out there.
This is not politically correct to say, but I’ve observed that, boys and girls don’t really play together that much except when so instructed after about first grade. When my own children were little, the boys and girls played similar games–I mean girls played football too, and boys played “store,” but at a certain point the kids divided into boy groups and girl groups. My son’s friends had a continual game of touch football that lasted at least through middle school. I’m not sure if either team actually ever scored. In about fourth grade small side groups began to form, whose members were busy perfecting the art of being mean.
So recess has its downside too, one that people concerned with bullying spend much time studying. As they should. Because even if kids don’t physically hurt each other, bullying can leave scars. (I have written about bullying for McCalls Magazine, Child Magazine, Weekly Reader Current Health, and other magazines. I think it’s an important issue.)
Still, an enormous amount of learning goes on in the schoolyard, and not all of it happens in the large and small muscles which learn to do things like jump and skip. During recess games, kids get their first practice in the fine art of negotiation. They learn spatial relations. Math skills (1 Mississippi, 2 Mississippi). They figure out how to fill time and begin to develop body clocks. Then we have the social skills (fine art of negotiation, part 2): if you’re nice, you’ll have lots of friends. Similarly, if you’re mean in a certain way you’ll have lots of friends too. Imaginations get stretched along with hamstrings. And, miraculously, the skills kids need to do well in academically (and on tests) get practiced too. Kids who pay heed to following rules, or just a conversation, are also learning to track words the way they will do when reading. Recess games hone a child’s memory and help deepen the synapses in their developing brains.
The value of play became a hot topic again this past week first with an article in the New York Times, “The Effort to Restore Children’s Play Gains Momentum” (http://tinyurl.com/4ntupwh) followed by a blog post by Lisa Belkin, “The Mess of Children’s Play,” (http://tinyurl.com/6k372yp). Ms. Belkin quotes the famous words of Captain Kangaroo (Bob Kesham): Play is the work of children. She could have added in Dr. T. Berry Brazelton, Dr. Spock, Tufts University’s Child and Family Web Guide, Ellen Galinsky, and, no small potatoes here, The Nation Association for the Development of young children (http://www.naeyc.org) which has been fighting for recess for as long as I can remember.
With the spotlight again on the benefits of play for children of all ages, we can hope that more schools will take time to consider the equipment offered on their playgrounds. I hardly see see-saws anymore–and for good reason: child wanders under upper half and gets bopped in the head when that part comes down; child jumps on one end, sending child on other end catpulting into the air. Oh, I’ve seen a lot that isn’t pretty. Also, for good reason all-wood play grounds have fallen out of favor. They rot, provide great nests for rats and other non-classroom animals, and give off big splinters.
With school budgets being cut all over, PTAs in many communities are rising to the challenge and purchasing as much outdoor equipment as they can for as much as they make through bake sales and other fundraising efforts.
So for you playgroung dreamers, here are some great, essential and well-priced pieces I’ve come across lately:
I used to think interlocking rubber mats made a great surface. In fact, I used to think pea gravel was terrific too. Interlocking rubber mats have a few advantages in that they come in colors and can be laid in a pattern formation that not only looks pretty, but can direct play in sometimes necessary ways. The blue room, for instance, can gather on the blue mats. I’ve come to believe pea gravel is dangerous and a last choice since if a kid falls hard and gets an open wound, gravel can be imbedded in the skin and need to be (ouch!) removed with a needed or tweezers
This rubber mulch is non-toxic, environmentally friendly, requires almost no maintenance. You can find it online at http://www.detailedplaypro.com/playground-surfacing.htm.
Even when they’re outside, kids like to pretend they’re inside. Yes, one would think, a strange play pattern. But it’s developmentally right on target for preschoolers through elementary school.
I love this one.
OK. Totally impractical. But here’s the URL for this cape cod at Playhouses.com: http://tinyurl.com/68fyg3f
Try this one instead:
This basic piece comes in four different designs. I’ve seen children use it to play store, fort, and post office (the I’m buying stamps kind, not the kissing version). I’ve also seen it used as a clubhouse–no boys allowed. You can find it at www.gametime.com.
Slides are necessary.
I’ve seen this set in a school yard outside of Boston as well as in New York City. This particular configuration is geared to 2-5 year old set. Especially cool are the numbers that children can spin and play with while waiting their turn. The company that makes this one, BYOplayground.com, has other configurations that work for older children–steeper slides, etc.
As are things to crawl through.
This one is from sitecreationsplayground.com. It’s quite colorful and looks fun. However, I prefer when the sides of the tunnels are clear plastic so teachers and parents can keep an eye on what’s going on inside. In your search, you’ll probably come across some of those.
Finally, don’t forget the jump ropes, balls and parachutes!
MySimon has good prices: http://tinyurl.com/5vnfxbb
Online you’ll find companies in your area that will build you a nice-looking playground with terrific components. Always speak to the company on the phone before ordering anything beyond a jump rope. Ideally, the company will have local representatives who can look at your site and suggest the best use of space.
One final thought: play equipment is terrific. But if your budget doesn’t allow anything fancy, believe me, a plot of grass will do just fine. The kids might go home with green knees, but that’s just proof of all the work they’ve accomplished that day.