In the blog world (blogosphere? blog-earth? BLEARTH?), about 90% of those hey-look-at-this-cool-stuff corners of the internet are harmless. Among the most harmless of those are the Mom Blogs; the sites that are more “look at the art my kids made” than anything else. One such site that falls into that category a little bit is Hipster Henry. It’s mostly comprised of mothers talking about cool, hip places in the city (and ‘burbs) where they took their kids, and how they liked it there. It’s fairly run-of-the-mill.
But the main question it raises is, by adopting the word hipster to describe what are basically toddlers, does that steal the identity of full-blown-full-grown hipsters away from them? By bringing toddlers to hip places, does the scene immediately shift from young, hip, single people to young, hip, children? Will it be long until the Wiggles are booked at Johnny Brenda’s? When little babies go to Little Baby’s, does that steal the ice cream from the adults? The short answer is no, but when people start referring to toddlers as hipsters, the word is changing quicker than ever.
But none of that is really the point of all of this. The point is (and this is the part where we go on an aside and it becomes very apparent that this blog is not for children) this: LOOK AT THIS FUCKING CASTLE PLAYGROUND! Are you kidding with that thing? Where was that when we were kids? It’s a goddamn full-sized castle that you can play inside. We would’ve happily broken a few of our own toddler bones inside of this thing. We’re just … mesmerized looking at that. What were we even talking about?