Re: A new study shows daycare costs more than rent and mortgage in almost every state

In alt.home.repair, on Sat, 18 May 2024 14:42:05 -0400, Ed P
<[email protected]> wrote:

>On 5/18/2024 2:02 PM, Cindy Hamilton wrote:
>> On 2024-05-18, Ed P <[email protected]> wrote:
>>> On 5/18/2024 11:22 AM, Cindy Hamilton wrote:
>>>> On 2024-05-18, Ed P <[email protected]> wrote:
>>>>> On 5/18/2024 7:33 AM, T wrote:
>>>>>>
>>>>>> Here is an idea.  One of you stay home and take care of the
>>>>>> house, the kids, and the finances.  The money you save
>>>>>> will surprise you how close it is to break even.  And
>>>>>> the quality of life will increase dramatically
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>> We did that and you call me a fascist.   Would your leader Trump approve?
>>>>
>>>> The quality of life will increase dramatically if the wife does not want
>>>> to pursue a fulfilling career.
>>>>
>>>> If I'd stayed home and spent my time taking care of kids and the house,
>>>> I'd be an alcoholic now.
>>>>
>>>> Good thing I never wound up my biological clock.
>>>>
>>>
>>> Being a mother is a fulfilling career.  Like every career choice, it is
>>> not for everyone.  You did what is best for you.
>> 
>> All the women I've known have wanted a career outside the home.
>> Engineers, mathematicians, and computer programmers.  Most of them
>> also raised children, in partnership with their husbands.
>> 
>
>Sure you can subcontract raising children.  For some kids, it may be a 
>benefit if the caregiver is better at it than the parent. They can even 
>video important things like the kid's first steps and such to show the 
>parents.

Fortunately we have the internet, so if you didn't get a video of your
kid's first steps or first words, you can find videos on Youtube.  Other
children but they are quite similar to yours. 

>Every case is different.  My kids (now 56,54) will tell you they like 
>coming home from school and be greeted by mom.  Occasionally, mom would 
>volunteer at the school.

When we lived in Pennsylvania, until I was 10, my mother did errands
during the day but was home every morning when I left and every
afternoon when I came home from school. 

Except just one day that she went to a doctor's appt in a bigger city 20
miles away.   That was the day I jumped off a 10' wall and broke my leg!

(Even then she had hired a maid for the day so someone would be there,
and when my mother got home, the maid said to her, "I don't know how to
tell you this, Micky's Mother." Uh-huh.  "It's about Micky" uh-huh.....
by the time the maid got it out that I had only broken my leg my mother
thought far worse things had happened, and she was frantic.   She zoomed
to the hospital and they were repaving Mercer St. and where a manhole
was going to be, they had an 18x18" hole with a vertical wall about a
foot deep and I think no barricade at all. One of her wheels went into
the hole and she bumped up so high her head hit the car's roof.   But it
didn't stop her or her car!   This was before barricades were invented.)

I'd jumped off the same wall twice the afternoon before, with no
problem.