I want to start by saying that what happened at the Cincinnati zoo with the death of Harambe the gorilla is an absolute tragedy.
That being said, I'm disturbed, sickened, and disappointed by a lot of the commentary I've been seeing regarding this incident on social media.
"It's all the mother's fault. She should have been shot too."
"That mother should be charged with negligence or child endangerment."
"She shouldn't have multiple kids if she can't watch them closely enough."
"They should have just let nature take its course. It was that little boys fault and his mother's fault that he was in there to begin with. There was no reason to senselessly kill the gorilla."
Are you freaking kidding me?
Are you all flawless human beings who have never taken your eyes off of your child even for a moment?
Emma has disappeared on me IN MY OWN YARD. Seriously. Last week we were outside playing in the yard, as we do practically every single day. Emma was drawing with chalk on the driveway, and Rory was toddling around in the patio both in plain sight. Rory stumbled and hit the pavement and was crying, I bent down to pick him up and the second I looked back up, Emma was nowhere in sight. She had run around the side of the garage where I couldn't see her in a matter of two seconds. Luckily, I immediately called her name loudly and she came running back to the driveway where I promptly remind her that she needed to stay where I could see her (which I can say until I'm blue in the face and she nevertheless gets swept up in her own little world and forgets and runs wherever a whim takes her). This was in the safety and confines of my own yard, and I lost sight of her for a moment. Now in a crowded place like a zoo? I can't know that she would have heard me call for her. I can't know that I would have been able to spot her immediately in a crowd of people. I keep a close eye on my children especially when we are somewhere in public, but that doesn't mean it couldn't happen to me. I know how quickly children slip away unnoticed. I have previously been taking a couple of seconds to dig for something in my diaper bag at the mall and look up to find that Emma is no longer standing right next to me, but several feet or yards away looking at something. It happens THAT FAST.
When you take your children somewhere like the zoo, you expect to have to watch them closely, of course. Keep them from doing damage to the property, keep them from throwing things into the animal enclosures or banging on windows, keep them from climbing things they're not supposed to climb, etc. But you don't expect that even if they slip out of your sight for a moment, that you will have to worry about them being able to fall/climb into an animal enclosure.
I'm not saying this is what happened. I'm not saying she looked away for a moment and he slipped away and she couldn't see him in the crowd until it was too late. Perhaps she wasn't paying close enough attention. Perhaps she was talking with someone and had her attention turned for just long enough for him to get into trouble. I'm saying I'm not judging because I wasn't there, I didn't see exactly what happened, and I know how quickly a small child can pull one over on you before you even know what happened.
Now, I am not blaming the zoo. I am not blaming the mother. This was a TERRIBLE tragedy that could have been prevented so many ways. It could have been prevented by the mother having her children by the hand at all times. But as a human being and as a mother myself, I know that it's not always possible. Someone scrapes their knee and needs a bandaid, someone needs a drink of water, someone needs more sunscreen, the baby needs his pacifier, the kid wrenches his hand away from you and runs off, you hear a loud noise and look away for a second, the list goes on and on. This could have been prevented by other bystanders noticing the child trying to climb into the enclosure. But they didn't. Small children with tiny limbs quickly and/or silently [because kids are SILENT when they're doing something they suspect they shouldn't be doing] slipping in between fences and climbing through hedges in a crowded place, I can't say I would without a doubt notice something like that. My attention is on my own kids, admiring the animals, etc. This could have been prevented by the zoo having completely impenetrable enclosures. But again, tiny child with tiny limbs who slips away from parent unnoticed and climbs through fences and hedges in order to gain access to gorilla enclosure- who sees that one coming?
This tragedy, for me, only adds to my belief that wild animals should not be kept in captivity [sanctuaries/rescues where abandoned or injured animals are being rehabilitated excluded, of course.] As much as I enjoy seeing exotic animals up-close and having a place to learn about and observe them, I know that wild animals do not belong in zoos. Look at what has happened. I would much rather spend the rest of my life learning about animals via documentaries, pictures, books, etc. than see the death of another beautiful and innocent creature as the result of a terrible accident.
On the decision to shoot the gorilla- from what I have read, it took about 10 minutes to reach that decision and to carry it out. Now, fortunately, the gorilla did not cause any life-threatening injuries to the 4 year old boy. I'm sure we all know a 400+ lb. gorilla could have killed such a small child in an instant. They coaxed the other gorillas into a separate locked space and were attempting to do the same with Harambe, only he was not responding. He was too interested in the child. There is video footage of him being gentle with the boy. There is video of him throwing the boy and dragging him under water and over rocks. At any single second his behavior could have turned. It was determined that using a tranquilizer was too much of a risk as it takes several minutes for the tranquilizer take effect and can cause erratic behavior in the animal in the mean time. It was determined that the only course of action was to shoot Harambe. Absolute tragedy. Seriously.
But can you even imagine the complete terror that poor boy was experiencing? Can you even imagine the horror that poor mother was experiencing, helplessly watching her precious child at the mercy of an unpredictable 400+ lb. gorilla?
Think about the situation in reverse- a mother gorilla seeing one of her babies being harmed or even potentially harmed by a human? She wouldn't hesitate to kill the human. No hesitation at all.
I'm sorry, some of you may judge me for this, but if it had been my child in that gorilla enclosure, I wouldn't have hesitated a millisecond to pull the trigger. I would have clawed my own way into the enclosure to save my child. I would have been screaming at the top of my lungs for someone to save my baby. I CANNOT imagine what that poor mother went though. I CANNOT imagine how much guilt and grief she feels over what happened. I CANNOT imagine how she must be agonizing over how she could have lost her baby forever in this gut wrenching ordeal. I CANNOT imagine the onslaught of blame, judgement, threats and who knows what else she is about to face [or likely already facing] from the masses screaming injustice for Harambe. It won't be coming from me, however.
This was an accident. This was a tragedy. You can all point your fingers at whomever you choose. I won't be joining you. I'm sitting here shedding tears for Harambe, thanking the heavens that little boy is safe, and hoping to God that doing my best to keep my kids safe will always be enough.
Sunday, May 29, 2016
Thursday, February 4, 2016
Emma Speaks [Vol. 15]
*I took my laundry basket that Emma was playing with, because I actually needed it for laundry*
Emma: "Hey! Cut that out!"
Me: "You need to use nice words or you're going to have a time-out."
Emma: "Alright. Please cut that out!"
That's not quite what I meant, dearest.
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*I rarely buy Froot Loops, because let's be honest it's essentially a bowl of sugar and not much more, but I did recently. So Emma was on her first bowl of Froot Loops in probably a year or more*
Emma: "Hey! Who painted the cereal?"
I'm still laughing about this one!
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*Emma and Rory were snuggling on the beanbag chair*
Emma: "Hey, Rory's ears smell like ketchup."
Me: "That's probably because he was rubbing ketchup on his head at lunch."
Emma (whispering to Rory): "You make mumma crazy."
I think she may have heard that somewhere once or twice. Maybe. And yet again I need to watch my mouth!
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*I took a bowl of leftover dip and cut up veggies from the fridge and sat down at the table.*
Emma: "Oooh, what's that?"
Me: "Veggies and dip. Want some?"
So Emma climbs up to the table and joins me in snacking on veggies and dip. After a few minutes...
Emma: "Mom, I love this game."
Hah. Me too, kid.
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*We were out for lunch at the Stone Cellar with Landon's family and the waitress came back to our table to check on us.*
Waitress: "How is everything?"
Emma (pointing to her Mac and cheese): "This is kind of mushy."
From the mouths of babes!
Wednesday, January 20, 2016
For your entertainment
Abbie and Emma "drying off" in front of the heater, which Emma calls the "magic fire". Also, note Emma's kind and constructive commentary... >__<
Emma Speaks [Vol. 14]
*Cradling her beloved Bunny like a baby*
Emma: "Bunny, I'm your Mumma. You have to yisten to me."
Oh. So she CAN hear me.
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*Emma took a toy away from her brother, so I took it away from her and gave it back to him when she didn't listen to my instruction to return it to him.*
Emma: "Hey! That's MINE!"
Me: "Emma, I don't like it when you talk like that."
Emma: "It's okay. Don't be sad."
Me: "Well, it's not okay. It makes me sad."
Emma: "Well don't be."
Blunt.
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*Anytime we're together as a family and there's a lull in the conversation*
Emma: "Soooo... How you doing, guys?"
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*While watching the Land Before Time and eating ice cream, there's a part where the T-Rex comes charging.*
Emma: "Oh no! Dinosaur! Don't take my ice cream!"
Then she drops her spoon, holds up both hands toward the TV and says,
"Easy, easy boy..."
Like the T-Rex is an over excited horse :P
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*I was making a smoothie and was putting in some fresh spinach to get my greens in! And apparently Emma hasn't encountered uncooked spinach in a while...*
Emma: "What's those Mumma, leaves?"
Me: "Haha! I guess they are leaves. This is spinach."
Then I held one up and ate it and held one out for her to take
Emma: "Uh-oh Mumma, that's a no-no! We don't eat leaves!"
She must be recollecting a scolding from this past fall! ;)
Recent Pictures
We have a snow lover in our family!
"Mom, quit laughing at my ears. That's rude."
A big cardboard box is hours of fun for these two!
This is the new look he gets on his face when he's about to attempt rule-breaking (yep, we're there already)
Monday, January 18, 2016
Emma Speaks [Vol. 13]
*We were staying the night at my grandma's in SD and I was laying with Emma until she fell asleep (because, toddler in a strange house) and we brought her musical turtle along that plays ocean sounds and projects waves onto the ceiling. She had her eyes closed and I was convinced she was asleep when the time ran out on the turtle. I was wrong*
All of a sudden as I'm about to get up, I feel her little hand on my cheek and she whispers:
"Hollie. Turn my turtle back on."
Eyeroll.
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*We were snuggling on the couch when she handed me her pacifier.*
Emma: "Here. Hold this."
Not 30 seconds later
Emma: "Mumma! Where my paci go???"
I just extend my hand which is still holding the pacifier she gave me
Emma (giggling): "Oh Mumma. You crazy cat."
Yep. That's me.
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*Landon pretended to take Emma's nose and eat it. So she did the same thing to him.*
Emma: "I got your nose! I'm gonna eat it!"
Pantomimes eating his nose
Emma: "Mmmm! Tastes like chicken!"
Hilariously disturbing.
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Emma: "Mumma, what's your name?"
Me: "You tell me... What's my name?"
Emma: "Your name's Mumma!"
Me: "Sure! What's his name?" Pointing to Landon
No response from Emma
Me: "Is his name daddy?"
Emma (giggling): "No! His name Wandon Wawson!"
Well. She's not wrong.
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*Emma was having a terrible day, and I was convinced she wasn't feeling well. The kids were in their high chairs eating lunch.*
Me: "Emma, do you feel okay?"
Emma (tearful): "No. I not feeling good."
Me: "I think you should take some medicine."
Emma: "Okay. Mecine make me feel better."
Me: "Yes, it should make make you feel better!"
Emma: "You make me feel better Mumma."
Rory starts to whine either for attention or more food or something...
Emma: "No Rory, it my turn. I sick. You hush."
Can you say diva?!
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