I hear â€œOona’s commmming!!! …â€ and then a stream of tag playing kids pours off of the playground equipment. Picking up O+F from school is way better than being at work.
It’s a little alarming that at any given moment there’s at least one pair of boys trying to pin each other to the ground. It’s harmless, at least by traditional â€œboys will be boysâ€ standards, but it’s not too hard to see the progression of those ideas as a boy gets older. I wrestled and battled with boys when I was in elementary school, and I think what was most harmful was less what I learned from those moments of aggression and more what I didn’t learn â€“ collaboration, yielding sometimes, listening, collective survival instead of individual survival.