On Wednesday, June 13, 2018 at 7:00:04 PM UTC-4, Dorothy J Heydt wrote:
> In article <
f726684c-b2cd-4d28...@googlegroups.com>,
> Kevrob <
kev...@my-deja.com> wrote:
> >
> >Lives there a USAian of a certain age who wasn't taunted so:
> >
> >Johnny & Mary, sittin' inna tree.
> >K-I-S-S-I-N-G!
> >First comes love, then comes marriage.
> >Then comes Johnny with a baby carriage!
>
> It would've been Mary with the baby carriage, and "of a certain
> age" is the vital clue.
See my other post on the variation.
> When I was eight or so (and I'm 76) and
> the baby boom was on, filling my environment with toddlers, the
> baby carriage was standard equipment. The strollers in which the
> toddler sat up, and which folded like umbrellas by the time I was
> using them for my toddlers in the 1970s, hadn't been invented in
> the late 40s/early 50s.
> >
> >If we didn't have baby carriages, would the kids understand it?
> >The order of events is often juggled a bit, these last few decades.
>
> The next question is, do kids know or use that rhyme any more?
> >
I couldn't tell you, not frequenting the schoolyard or
playground for many years. I wouldn't be surprised if
"That J-dog is a playa!" would be the modern response. :)
> >> UkE: stroller==push-chairs, I think.
>
> I was under the impression that "push-chair" meant a wheelchair,
> pushed by an attendant. But mose of my UkE is from the first
> half of the twentieth century, from classic murder mysteries and
> the like.
> >
> >Children are sometimes given scale-model Jeeps, etc, to
> >pedal around in, or even motor around in. Those latter
> >tend to be electrics.
>
> When my grandson was born his other grandmother wanted like mad
> to get him a miniature car. My daughter kept saying No, and
> the other grandmother kept saying Yes, and finally I got her off
> in a corner of the mega-toystore and explained that in the small
> house the five of us were living in, there wasn't *room* for the
> thing and she reluctantly agreed not to get it.
>
Among my 8 siblings and myself, who lied for quite some time
in an early 20th century 3-story house with a long, concrete
driveway, perfect for riding our bicycles, tricycles and scooters,'
we had 1 toy car, that looked like a fire engine. A kindergarten-
age child who had yet to master the bicycle could sit in it and pedal
down the drive and back, happily and safely. Taking it into the
house proper would have been unthinkable. We didn't even store those
inside. The house had a derelict outbuilding, perhaps old servants
quarters and summer kitchen, and the two rooms that were still safe
to use were our "garage" for all our bikes and a treasure house of
bats, rackets, mallets, mitts, helmets and other protective gear,
skates both roller and ice, nets and balls of every description.
When your Dad is a coach and local school athletic director, the
equipment accumulated over the years could be impressive. "The
playhouse" was finally torn down when we got older, and the folks
got ready to put the house on the market. Bikes had to find a place
in the basement, or the toolshed attached to the real garage for
the family car.
> This, before the kid was even crawling.
There's a rookie mistake. If he wouldn't be able to drive
it for a few years, imagine the depreciation just taking it
home from the store! And what if the model went out of style
in the interim!
> >> drone-assisted toddler-minding?
> >
> >Somebody will try it, that or "baby-cams" placed
> >in and around the house. What good they'll do
> >when Junior sticks his head in the toilet and you
> >are down at the corner store buying snacks, I don't
> >know.
>
> You *do not* go down to the corner store leaving Junior to roam
> around the house by himself. Never. Ever. Even if nothing
> happens to him, if somebody finds out they'll tell the cops
> and/or Child Protective Services and you will be in so much
> trouble you'll wish neither you nor the kid had ever been born.
>
Well, of course not. That doesn't mean some damphule won't try it.
> You put him in the folding stroller and take him to the store
> with you. If you have two toddlers, or a toddler and an infant,
> as I had, you get a double-seated stroller.
>
You do what my Mom or Dad did: designate the Older Children to watch
the younger children, once they are of an age that they actually get
paid by other Moms in the neighborhood to babysit. My Dad would
give me pocket change to ride my bike 6 blocks to pick up the Saturday
newspapers, while he watched the rest of us. I got to keep a nickel,
which went towards financing a comic book, once I had saved up 12 cents,
and I hadn't spent it on a pack of baseball cards or on candy. As
an athlete who taught health in the public schools, it should go
without saying that he didn't smoke, but I'll say it, because too
many of the coaches and other teachers did. He never had to "run
down to the corner for cigarettes."
Being the 5th child of 9, I have heard scary tales from my late mother
of when she had Five Children In Diapers at once: me, my 14-month younger sister, the twins 13 mos younger than her, and my newborn baby sister.
As the oldest child was but 7, letting him mind us was not on. She
could not get away from the house unless my Dad was there, or some friend,
relative or Hired Child Wrangler gave her some surcease. Once the last
of us was in school she must have heaved a huge sigh of relief.
I am not 100% sure, but I think my Mom had a TRIPLE stroller or
baby carriage for my youngest sister and the twins. Or it was a huge
carriage meant for two she got all 3 in. The twins were preemies and
started out on the small side. My brother from that pair is now the
tallest of us.
Kevin R