In the early days when I would pick up my son, still an infant, from his day care I would often see loads of children milling around the play area. The teachers would be spread out among the playground equiptment but rarely would I see them fully engaged in play with the kids. I chalked it up to end of the day exhaustion; I know I would be wiped after spending the day with fifteen toddlers. Little did I know that this was not kid-burn-out as I had assumed...
Read my review of A Nation of Wimps: The High Cost of Invasive Parenting at the Full Mommy.
