Category Archives: Modern Life

New book “Secrets of Happy Families” is worth your time

How many times have you discussed child rearing with a friend who recommended a book to help navigate a problem? If you’re anything like me, you’re a parent with wonderful intentions, and a stack of unread parenting books on the night table.

I have books on everything from sleeping to discipline to making boys into men– all collecting dust.  But recently I reviewed a book for the Associated Press that I promise is worth your time.

secrets of happy families review

The Secrets of Happy Families” is easy to read and offers clear, useful suggestions for eliminating some of the stress of modern parenting. Best-selling author, Bruce Feiler  (he wrote “Walking the Bible” and “Council of Dads”) is known for researching complicated topics and making them understandable and relatable.

He’s also a husband and father of two, so he has a vested interest in creating a successful playbook for happy families.

Feiler read hundreds of books by so-called “experts,” only to realize that their advice was outdated and not applicable to families in the real world. So instead, he goes to people at the top of their game in business, technology, sports, and the military who offer innovative ideas that succeed at work and at home.

In the chapter on managing money, Feiler speaks to one of Warren Buffet’s finance guys about how much allowance is appropriate for kids. He visits ESPN to talk about the best way to parent kid athletes, and he chats with the techies at Zynga– the huge gaming company that brought you Farmville and Mafia Wars– about the  best ways to amuse kids in an airport or long car trip. In the section on  fighting smarter, he consults Harvard negotiation gurus who broker mideast peace talks and applies it to a recurring argument with his wife.

He also sits down with several families that have tested strategies to control the chaos. Imagine getting through your morning routine or dinner/activities crunch without feeling like you’ve survived a war!

Bruce Feiler is the author.

Bruce Feiler is the author.

What I liked most about the book is Feiler’s voice. He writes candidly about the realities of family life, even when it’s not pretty. He shares stories about his own wife and children as they play guinea pig for the methods in the book. Never talking down to the reader, he writes with humor and honesty that resonates.

Feiler doesn’t pretend to solve every problem in his pursuit of happiness. He offers concrete suggestions for streamlining family life and reminds parents that– like anything worth having– a happy family takes work.

I’m glad this book wasn’t left to wither away on my shelf like so many others.  I’m making Wilson read it next so we can work as a team to implement some of the suggestions. Now we have new tools to work towards serenity in the home.

Just yelling less in the morning would be nice.

You can read the full review of “Secrets of Happy Families” here.

Yahoo CEO’s telecommuting ban causes outcry

The internet was abuzz this week after a Yahoo employee leaked an internal staff memo on a directive by CEO Marissa Mayer announcing a major change in policy. From now on, all Yahoo employees will have to work in the office, and can no longer telecommute.

Whoa.

I heard about the change by reading a Twitter thread from working moms who had some choice words for Mayer. Many believed the move was a step backwards and expected more from a young working mother heading up a major internet company.

yahoo CEO no telecommuting policy

Virtual workers want Yahoo CEO Marissa Mayer bringing flexy back

My first reaction was disappointment and frustration.

A major reason I left my full-time job as a TV news producer was because my bosses would not allow me any flexible work schedule. After more than 11 years of service and only excellent performance reviews, the company refused to try a 4 day work week or any kind of working from home situation.

TV news is an extremely demanding gig. Not only was I working a standard 45-50 hours a week in the office, I was on pager 24/7 and often on the phone or email, making decisions and assignments in breaking news situations.  I continued at that pace for 18 months after my 3rd child was born and ran myself ragged, feeling like a slacker both at work and at home.

Then my amazing nanny quit. The new one was terrible and my oldest son– who was almost 8 and had never complained about me working before– started coming into my room every morning begging me not to go to work.

So I quit.

One of the most wrenching decisions I’ve ever made, and I still second guess it all the time.  After a year at home with my 3 boys  (ages 2, 4, and 7 at the time) I was going stir crazy and feeling like an even bigger slacker. That’s when I started writing and eventually reinvented myself as a writer/editor/blogger.

It’s been a struggle– and I’m lucky because our family doesn’t rely on my salary to live, as so many families do.  But we’ve certainly had to make sacrifices.

yahoo logono telecommuting policy

Now I work as an editor at a news website in Manhattan two days a week, and freelance write and blog the other days. There are many aspects of my freelance life that I love and as much as I gripe about the career I gave up, I wouldn’t trade the time I’ve had with my kids in the last 5 years for any fancy title or salary.

But if I could have just worked 4-days a week, or worked from home one day a week, or even gone in late two mornings, I probably would still be at that job today.  It wasn’t perfect, but it was a good job that I loved, working with great people, and building a career at a major media company.

TV news is a tough job for telecommuting, but creating and marketing online content at Yahoo should inherently lend itself to it. Isn’t the beauty of the internet that it connects everyone everywhere? Mayer’s decision sends the opposite message.

From what I’ve read, she ‘s a savvy thinker so I’m sure she listened to arguments from both sides and pored over productivity stats before making a decision she knew would be controversial and attention grabbing.

Critics say she’s a hypocrite because after taking a few weeks of maternity leave, she returned to work with a nursery next to her office, for her 4-month-old son. So she can bring her son to the office, but her employees can’t work from home regularly to be near their kids?

Mayer suggested that speed and quality are sacrificed when people work from home. There are some jobs that can’t be done virtually, and some people who might take advantage of the opportunity. But couldn’t she have tried to work with department heads to determine which situations were working before condemning everyone?

People want the flexibility of telecommuting for all different reasons. It’s not just parents who want to save commuting time to see more of their families, there are also health concerns, extended travel time, and clients who have overseas business that requires off hours.

I don’t doubt Mayer’s business wisdom or her right to do what’s necessary to make her struggling company profitable.  I’m just discouraged that this is what she believes is the best way. The high-profile move now makes it ok for other companies to shut down the possibility of telecommuting, spoiling it for the rest of us.

A 2011 study by WorldatWork.com  (a nonprofit HR association)  found that companies that embraced flexibility had lower turnover and higher employee satisfaction, motivation, and engagement.

But the Yahoo memo said to be the best, “employees had to work side by side.” It will be interesting to see if Yahoo loses some strong people as a result of this decision… and whether the company actually turns around in spite of it.

My kid’s obsessed with Instagram

My oldest son, Jacob, has only been a teenager for a few weeks, yet we’re already arguing about his use of technology.

You may recall a few months ago I posted about him begging me for a smart phone and a Facebook page. My feeling– backed up by Wilson- is that I don’t want to incur the extra cost of a smart phone and its maintenance, and I don’t want him having access to the internet whenever he feels like it. That can only lead to trouble.

I’m not naive enough to think these privileges aren’t going to happen in the near future, but I’d like to hold out as long as possible. Every day he’s learning and maturing and hopefully when I’m forced to give in, he will have that much more smarts to make the right decisions.

13 is a significant birthday and for Jews, becoming a bar mitzvah– which Jacob will do next month–  is a big deal. So his grandparents wanted to get him a special gift and suggested an iPad mini.

At first I balked, thinking it was too much. But then I realized that we would not spend the money on a tech luxury like that for him right now and he would probably love it.

It’s been life changing.

my kids obsessed with instagram

One the plus side, it’s made Jacob more independent and self-sufficient. He had more apps on that thing in 2 days than I’ve ever had, on all my devices combined. He has it set up so he gets the weather  (no more barging into my room to see the forecast every morning,) his favorite sports teams scores (no need for computer time instead of eating breakfast,) and his own camera.

He never cared much for a camera before but now he needs it to post on Instagram. Before I knew it, he was signed up and posting pix on Instagram almost hourly.

At first, I was concerned. I’m not on Instagram and didn’t know how to use it. I had banned him from Facebook and Google Plus but now, without even discussing it, he was right in the Insta-mix, gathering likes and friends like a magnet in a nail factory.

He spends hours every week making photo collages, scrolling through friends’ feeds and commenting on comments of pictures. I’m told his interest will wane after the novelty wears off, but he’s a social animal so I can see this becoming a powerful habit.

This is why I didn’t want him to have a smart phone. The lack of control and the complete abandon with which he jumped into the social media landscape makes me uncomfortable.

But then he was so happy to be part of the conversation, he told me he no longer needed a fancy phone. I realized that the iPad was the best short term compromise, because he has the social engagement and internet access he wants, but only at home (he doesn’t have 3G so can only use it with wifi) where its use can be monitored. He doesn’t take it to school or sports so the chances it gets damaged, lost, or stolen are slim.

kids obsessed with instagram

What I didn’t count on was the obsessive use. Unless we take it away, the kid is clutching that device from the moment he wakes up until it falls out of his grip when he’s overcome by sleep at night. In addition to Instagram, he’s streaming TV shows, playing games, and Googling most thoughts that enter his head.

Ick.

Welcome to modern parenting: limiting screen time and helping kids understand the importance of electronic-free activities. Jacob is a great student who does his homework before play time, and a busy athlete with many practices and games. When with his gang of boys after school, they often play sports outside, but our recent freezing, snowy weather has encouraged more inside activities, and TV and video games are too tempting.

Last weekend our family drove into Manhattan for the day and the kids played on iPads during the 30 minute trip in. But on the way home, there was an uproar when we took them away.

“Look out the window! See the world! Listen to the radio! Let your mind wander!” I yelled from the front seat as Jacob rolled his eyes and grunted. He managed to get through the ride but asked for the iPad as soon as we got home. We refused.

It’s a battle we’ll be fighting for the rest of time.

So I had a problem– Jacob wanted a smart phone– that I thought I  solved when he got an iPad…but that created a new problem. He’s only 13, and my first of three kids to go through technology adjustments and teen angst.

I better buckle up.

This is me, on a wall

I was furiously bustling around my kitchen today, cleaning off counters, putting away food, and waiting for the sweet potatoes to finish cooking in the microwave when I glanced up at my wall o’ stuff.

Everyone has one, right? A bulletin board, chalk board, desk, or basket that’s teeming with symbols of your busy life.

I looked at it objectively for the first time and thought how perfectly it spells out where I am, who I am, right now.

What do you think?

busy mom's bulletin board of stuff

This is what you’ll find there, shoved haphazardly into the clips of an old Pottery Barn card holder:

School notices for events. (Some I’ll enjoy, some I’ll tell my kids I forgot.)

Family pictures. (Old ones that make me smile.)

Word box calendar. (My 1st grader’s crutch for weekly sentences.)

School lunch calendar. (For days when pizza & pancakes make life easy.)

–Restaurant coupons.  (Which I repeatedly save and never remember to use.)

–Meditation card. (Promo from local Buddhist center.  I’ll get there someday.)

–Party invitations. (A reminder of presents to buy, fun to have.)

–Martha’s Vineyard postcard. (Looking at that beach brings me back.)

-Permission slips. (For school trips to UN and a play.)

-Family calendar. (Filled with photos of memories past and events to come.)

-Reading lists. (My kids will never get to all those books but we try.)

–Train schedule. (Helps me get to work (and some play) on time.)

-Kid art. (Once it goes up, it rarely ever comes down.)

What’s on your wall of stuff?

A word about blogging and some of my fav bloggers

JakeKeepingScore kids sports blog

I’m coming up on the first anniversary of carpoolcandy.com. It’s an intense commitment but rewarding in so many ways. You can’t improve as a writer unless you write consistently and this forum allows me to do that, while hopefully entertaining you at the same time. I try to blog three times a week and that routine provides a mental challenge to come up with ideas, while keeping my writing muscles active.

But a large part of being a blogger is promoting your posts and finding new ways to get more readers. That part is not my forte.

I know there are a million sites I should be looking at and contributing to, but I can’t seem to find the time. I’m working and running a family so just getting the blog out feels like a triumph most days. The thought of selling myself is not motivating. But I know that’s part of the game and I want to be a player.

Blogging is a solitary vocation. Sharing your personal stories and opinions is a risky and often terrifying experience. That’s why when I meet a fellow blogger, I’m instantly intrigued and enamored. Only other bloggers know the fear of staring at a blank screen. Or the aggravation of technical problems that zapped one of the best paragraphs you’ve ever written. Or the gut punching nag in the middle of the night you feel when you posted something negative about another person’s work.

There are plenty of crazies out there who blog for attention and shock value. There are more whose prose makes me squirm and wonder how they can proudly hit the publish button.

But then there are those who make me laugh, cry, and envy their talent. I’m celebrating some of my favorite fellow bloggers today. I may not be good at touting my blog but I love to promote others. Some are friends, but most I met through writing. It’s hard to keep up with so many blogs  so while I don’t read them all religiously, I am spiritually connected to each one.

Check them out when you have a moment or save this post in your email to look at later. You won’t be disappointed.

Gossip/celebrities/pop culture:   http://dishuponastar.blogspot.com/  This celebrity-obsessed writer cracks me up with her shameless commentary on all things Hollywood, with a New York point of view.

chewnibblenosh food blog

Food:    http://chewnibblenosh.com/ This blog will make you want to flee to the market and spend a day in the kitchen, even if you hate to cook. I love her voice, most of her recipes are simple and family-friendly, and her photos are gorgeous.

Design:     http://jlatter.com/category/news/  This LA-based interior designer has great taste and style, and a curiosity about how things are made. She’s into the texture and artistry of objects– both old and new– and turning your passion into personal style in the home.

Parenting:    http://www.ratedpthemusical.com/blog.php This actress and mom of two wrote a brilliant musical about parenting called “Rated P for Parenthood.”  Now she blogs about those mom moments when you want to stop and soak it all in….or soak your kids with a rubber hose.

peachesandcocnuts humor blog

Humor:     http://www.peachesandcoconuts.com/ From this hilarious writer’s “about” page: A lady-loving lady who has finally come to terms with her inner Jewish mother. I blog for you because there is no “i” in u-terus. Need I say more?

Sports:    http://jakekeepingscore.wordpress.com/  I can’t write about favorite bloggers and not include my son, Jacob’s, sports blog. He only writes once a week and I rarely understand everything he says, but for a 13-year-old he’s  a terrific storyteller with a unique point of view. Sports fans love it.

These are only a few of the many blogs I read, and I’ll feature more from time to time. Let me know what you think. I’d also love to know which of my posts you click on more– family life or pop culture– or does it just depend on the topic? Any insight into what readers like is greatly appreciated.

My son is so over me

So it happened.

It was one of those moments you hear about from parents of older children, but you hope won’t happen to you. My oldest son, Jacob, was embarrassed to be seen with me.

It makes sense of course, and is totally age appropriate. He actually turns 13 tomorrow. But still I felt shock and dismay when he told me in no uncertain terms not to pick him up from a family friend’s bat mitzvah party this weekend.

He’s been a playa with the ladies since he was 5– practicing the art of flirting with his kindergarten teacher and mastering it in recent years with a regular gaggle of preteen girls. I get why he doesn’t want me weakening his game.

But he and I have a special relationship. He’s a talker– like his mom– so he frequently confides in me about friends, school, and girls, and seems to value my opinion. I have a nice bond with his gang of boys and they’re always eager to chat when I see them, so I can’t be a complete loser among his peers.

Jacob and me bonding

He had a basketball game and had to leave the party early so I was going to bring him his uniform and pop in for 5 minutes to say mazel tov to the event hosts. But Jacob was having none of it. Our text conversation went something like this:

Cool mom:   I’m going to bring your stuff at 240p. 

Mortified son:  NO! I have nowhere to put it. and you’re not invited. You’re not coming. Seriously, that’s so annoying.

Cool mom:  I’m coming for 5 minutes.

Mortified sonWell, I’ll be gone. Bring it to the game. Don’t come. What is your problem? I don’t want you here. 

Cool mom:  I’ll be there at 2p and I’ll only stay for an hour. I’m wearing a bikini and carrying sparklers and balloons. See you soon!!!

Mortified son:  Be quiet don’t come!

Cool mom:  Go have fun at the party. 

Mortified son:  Meet me at the game.

Cool mom:  Love you too!!

When I got there, he was leaving and barely acknowledged me as I handed him his bag.

It’s funny. But it’s also a moment that changes everything. His face no longer lights up when I walk in a room. He doesn’t want to share his world with me the way he once did. He’s growing up.

Next weekend our whole family was invited to another bar mitzvah and Jacob is pissed. He actually demanded we decline the invitation so he can hang with his friends without us invading his space.

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Jacob & his bros enjoying a party

I told him– in the kindest of ways– that we were actually looking forward to cocktails and dancing with our friends and didn’t plan to cramp his style. We had to promise we won’t approach or speak to him when he’s with his friends.

The bargaining over our family’s “appropriate behavior” in front of his friends got so eye-rollingly ridiculous that we started torturing him for sport. Every day for a week, Wilson would yell “Hey Jacob, how do you like my moves?” and then dance like a freak, to the howls and giggles of his brothers….and then “Bet you can’t wait to see me on the dance floor at the party!” 

Jacob is not happy.

His only saving grace to the whole family being invited to this party is that his 7-year-old brother, Eli, is the greatest wing man ever. There’ll be girls all over him.

Eli getting girls at family party
Eli getting girls at family party

But Jacob still wishes we’d just stay home.

I get it. I was 13 once too. So I’ll try my hardest not to embarrass him next weekend and only peek in his direction when I know he’s not looking.

And hope that he still tells me all about it when we get home.

May I Be Happy: Book for yogis and women who struggle with body image

I reviewed a book this month by yoga guru Cyndi Lee called “May I Be Happy: A Memoir of Love, Yoga, and Changing my Mind.”  It’s about a world-famous yoga teacher– and founder of the OM yoga studio in New York– who despite her ability to stand on her head and other feats of will and strength, always hated how she looked.

may i be happy  cyndi lee yoga book review

I get to choose the books I review and this one appealed to me because I love yoga, and– like millions of women–  have never been happy with my body.  It’s an interesting read, especially for anyone who has sat on a yoga mat and marveled at a teacher’s ability to do some impossible pose, or chant Sanskrit without any fear or insecurity.

I revere many of my yoga teachers and am often motivated by their strong, lean bodies. So it’s fascinating to read the intimate details of a teacher’s mental struggle to accept herself.

Like, Lee, I began feeling insecure about my body soon after puberty when it changed in ways that made me feel uncomfortable and vulnerable. Although never grossly overweight, I have never felt satisfied with the way I look and believed if I could only be disciplined and lose 10 pounds, then I’d be happy.

But as Lee finds out, it doesn’t always work that way. There are reasons we struggle with self-acceptance that usually have nothing to do with a number on a scale. We beat ourselves up and let that ugly voice in our heads dictate our moods.

Lee– who’s now in her 50’s– had allowed those voices to shame her for decades. The book chronicles her journey to discover the root of her body issues and the tools to get over them. She interviews many experts and tries everything from meditation to positive affirmations to find the happiness she seeks.

Yoga guru and author Cyndi Lee

Yoga guru and author Cyndi Lee

The writing is not strong, but the message is, so if the subject appeals to you, it’s worth a read.  You can read my full review in the New York Times here.

I know women struggle with body image because it’s a constant topic of conversation among my friends.  Let me know in the comments your thoughts on self acceptance and whether you’d read this book. Namaste!

Sweating the small stuff– night worrying

Today I woke up in a panic.

I had gone to bed late after watching the movie “The Impossible,” the true story of a couple and their 3 boys who lose each other during the 2004 Asian tsunami that killed more than 200,000 people. I liked it– it was well-directed and acted –but difficult to watch at times because the effects were so real and the fear so palpable. Apparently it took  a year to meticulously recreate the tsunami hitting the beach and the aftermath of its violent devastation.

It was an intense movie experience but not exactly the chamomile tea of bedtime entertainment.

Wilson was on a business trip so I solicited my 7-year-old, Eli,  to sleep in my bed to fill the void. I don’t sleep well when Wilson’s not around.

I must have dreamed about the movie because I woke up a mere 4 hours after falling asleep. Panting breath. Heart racing. Head pounding. It was almost like I was hung over, but I hadn’t had a drop to drink.

middle of the night panic attacks

Thoughts were flying through my mind  like race cars on a speedway. A worry would zoom in, make my stomach drop, and then zoom out, only to be followed by a different fear.

I noticed Eli was breathing heavily in his sleep and immediately decided he must have the flu. I had forgotten to give him his nightly asthma medicine before bed and was now certain his health was in peril and it was all my fault. He’s had a flu shot and his only symptom was a sniffle. But in my mind we were headed for the ER.

The mind plays tricks in the middle of the night.

Like everyone else, I have a lot going on at work and at home, but nothing serious or life threatening. I have some deadlines looming this week and Wilson being gone doubled some of the weekend duties, but nothing I can’t handle.

So why the hysteria??

Stress and angst are part of modern life, no? I’m not a type-A person.  In fact, I’m quite the creative procrastinator who never sees the bottom of a to-do list because I’d rather socialize, read, or watch TV  than do errands. But once in a while the tension builds up and it’s Panic Room city.

Some say these unwelcome wake ups are a sign of aging. As we get older, our sleep patterns fail us and the smallest worry ignites the mind.

Damn middle age.

This tweet from funny lady Allana Harkin of Babble.com made me feel better:

I just wish the “me” time was more enjoyable.

Hard to embrace it when it feels like a heart attack and leaves me edgy all day. I know when I’m in that mode I need to stop my mind from spinning, so I turned on a pen light to read. When the sun came up I headed to yoga class. The breathing and standing on my head helped a little.

Does this happen to you? Let me know in the comments. And please share any remedies that don’t require a prescription!

Coexisting with technology: one mom’s iPhone conditions

There’s a whole internet out there filled with parenting stories and advice. Some of it’s so obvious it’s a waste of my time, some so unrealistic it makes me wonder if the writer ever actually had kids.

But every once in a while I read something that resonates. If you haven’t already seen the interview with blogger Janell Hoffman of Cape Cod, Massachusetts, do yourself a favor and read the article here.

iPhone mom contract

Janell’s 13-year-old son –much like my oldest son– wanted an iPhone for Christmas. Janell thought long and hard and decided to give him one….but with a contract attached.

This wasn’t your standard AT&T group minutes deal. This was an 18-point agreement that her son, Greg, had to accept in order to use the coveted smart phone.

The contract is so brilliant, I wish I had written it myself. It’s the perfect combination of smart and tough, supportive and loving. This savvy mom wants to reward her son for being a good kid. But with privilege comes responsibility.

Her rules are reasonable. They let Greg know that sending pictures of himself and friends on Instagram is something you do once in a while because it’s fun. You don’t send inappropriate photos that will live on the internet forever, and you don’t post every 15 minutes in place of living life.

The contract is also infused with humor and sweetness that makes her message sing. Despite some of her strict boundaries on usage, Janell explains why her points are important and opens the lines of communication.

Just read it. It’s that good.

I may not have written it, but I will be sharing it with my kids when I finally cave and get them a smart phone.

Hats off to you Janell Hoffman. Greg, you’re lucky to have a thoughtful and loving mom. Live up to her standards. Make her proud. And don’t lose that phone!

Mickey as Big Brother? Disney Goes High-Tech

I read an interesting article recently about Disney World making a major technological change that could cause some controversy.  Soon park visitors will be able to buy food and souvenirs with the tap of a bracelet. You’ll be able to virtually wait on line for popular rides while enjoying another part of the park. All great changes, right? But what’s the cost?

Perhaps your privacy.

disney world image

The new “vacation management” system– quaintly called MyMagic+ — improves your park experience, while collecting data on your family.

The holy grail for most companies is gathering information about customers’ purchasing preferences. But slipping on a MyMagic+ bracelet will allow Mickey to track your every move.

The house of mouse knows how to lure its disciples. Who could resist using the new MyMagic+ app to preselect several FastPasses for popular rides, or save a prime spot to watch the parades and fireworks, or schedule a sit-down with Buzz Lightyear? There will also be some kind of magic band that will function as a room key, park ticket, and credit card.

According to the article, you’ll be able to enter personal information to a data site that will be stored and readable so when you run into Ariel the Mermaid in line for Splash Mountain, she’ll be able to personally greet your star-struck kid and even tell her happy birthday. The idea is to make your park visit as interactive as possible.

That Walt is good. He knows just how to get you.

Of course, no one will be forced to use the Magic bands and bracelets, and it will be up to you to decide which information to share. But there are privacy concerns, especially when it comes to divulging details on kids. And not everyone will like the idea of having eyes on them all over the park.

Space Mountain at Disneyland

You can read the full NY Times article for details here.

As I’ve said in previous posts, we’re Disney fans and one of the best parts of the experience is how every family member unplugs all day.  It’s one of the few places that appeals to all ages and no one even notices we’re off the grid.

I’m not sure I  need new technology distracting us. Part of the fun of the day is standing on some of those long lines, catching up with our cousins or playing games with the kids while anticipating the fun of the ride. I don’t want to be checking my smart phone or iPad several times a day to make sure I’m getting every modern advantage possible.

Disney is the leader in amusement park innovation so these high-tech changes will likely show up in other venues soon. How will this new technology affect your experience? Do you think the Magic bands will zap some of the charm out of the Disney adventure? Let me know in the comments.