Heartland Season 19: When will the new season release? Everything we know so far
Let's dig into what we know (and what we can guess) about the future of Heartland . When Will Heartland Season 19 Release?
There's no official release date yet, but if the past is anything to go by, we've got a decent idea of what to expect. The show usually films during Alberta's warmer months, and Season 19 reportedly began filming in May 2025. That puts it on track for a late 2025 or early 2026 premiere on CBC in Canada—likely sometime in the fall, like previous seasons.
For U.S. fans, the release tends to come a little later. Season 18 didn't hit UP Faith & Family until April 2025, so if Season 19 sticks to that same delay, we're probably looking at spring or summer 2026 in the States.
As for Netflix? Well… that one's a little murkier. Netflix Canada usually gets new seasons long after CBC's run ends, and outside regions like the UK or Australia might not see Season 19 until mid-to-late 2026. Even worse, Heartland Seasons 1–16 are set to leave Netflix U.S. on August 1, 2025, and it's unclear if 17 or 18 will even make it onto the platform. If you're a Netflix viewer, it might be time to look into CBC Gem or UP Faith & Family instead. Who's Returning for Heartland Season 19?
While CBC hasn't dropped a confirmed cast list for Season 19, it's pretty safe to assume that most of the core crew will be back. This show is all about family, after all—both on-screen and off.
You can expect to see: Amber Marshall as Amy Fleming-Borden, still healing hearts (both human and horse).
Michelle Morgan as Lou, balancing being a mayor, mom, and sister like a boss.
Shaun Johnston as Jack, the gruff-but-loving grandpa who holds the ranch together.
Chris Potter as Tim, Amy and Lou's dad—still Tim'ing around.
Spencer Lord as Nathan Pryce Jr., Amy's maybe-sorta future flame?
Ruby and Emmanuella Spencer as little Lyndy, Amy's adorable and increasingly horse-savvy daughter.
Baye McPherson as Katie, Lou's teen daughter, with big things ahead.
Drew Davis as Logan, the young ranch hand who's become part of the family.
Supporting characters like Lisa, Peter, Jessica, Rick, and even Georgie (yes, we're hoping for a Georgie Olympic storyline again!) might also pop in, depending on how the storylines shape up. Nothing's confirmed yet, but Amber Marshall's frequent social media posts about how much she loves working on the show are always a good sign. What Will Heartland Season 19 Be About?
Season 18 left us with plenty to chew on. A major drought hit the ranch, there was growing pressure from Pryce Beef across the fence, and the family had to dig deep to keep everything from falling apart. So, what's next?
Here's what we might see:
Amy's next chapter: After opening her heart a little to Nathan Pryce Jr., could romance finally be back on the table? Or will her focus stay on her horses and clients, maybe even mentoring Lyndy more seriously? Fans love watching her grow through challenges, and Season 19 will likely continue that path.
Lou's juggling act: Between being Hudson's mayor and raising Katie, Lou's always multitasking. A new job offer? Political controversy? A personal shake-up? All very possible.
Jack's legacy: Jack's not going anywhere (we hope), but the ranch's future may rest on how he adapts to change—and lets the younger generation take the reins, literally and figuratively.
The next generation: Katie and Georgie are both at interesting crossroads. Georgie's Olympic ambitions have been teased for a while now, and Katie's finally stepping into her own. Season 19 could start laying the groundwork for what's next for them—romances, ambitions, maybe even some tension?
New faces, new stories: Heartland always finds a way to introduce new characters—both human and horse—that shake things up. Whether it's a troubled teen in need of a second chance or a wild horse that won't be tamed, there's bound to be something new to keep fans hooked.
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Park Rangers Reveal Strangest Stories On The Job
Park rangers are essential to keeping our national parks safe, beautiful, and running smoothly. But when your "office" is deep in the woods or out in the desert, you're bound to see some things. On a late-night scroll, I wound up on a couple of threads from rangers and park employees sharing the wild things they've seen on the job — and the stories were just too good not to share. From hilarious moments to life-or-death rescues to the completely unexplainable, here's everything they shared: "Someone came into the visitor center wearing one of those realistic wolf head masks instead of a COVID-19 mask. Like the kind where the jaw moves when they talk. I looked up and saw this dude coming in and legit wondered if I was about to get robbed, but he just got a map and asked about birds and then left and took the mask off." "Another time, somebody once dumped a bunch of live chickens in the woods, and my coworkers and I had to try to catch them. Lots of people were driving by, and they would see the park police car off to the side of the road with the lights flashing, and they'd slow down, all worried, and then they'd see us sprinting after chickens and start cracking up."—BoldlyGone1 "Warning, this is a bit long, but it is true. In the late '70s, I worked as a park ranger for a summer job while going to university in the fall and winter semesters. As long as there was no forest fire ban, we allowed campers to have campfires on their campsites. One wet Sunday morning, after a very rainy night, I was coming off the midnight to 8 a.m. shift. I was alone on duty in a park with over 200 campsites, something that wouldn't happen now. Around 7 a.m., I heard this god-awful screeching coming from the camping area." "I ran over to find a guy rolling around in the dirt, with his friend trying to douse fire on his pants. They had not made kindling for their fire before the rain had started the night before. Instead, they had gotten drunk. Now, in the wet, cold morning, they wanted to start a fire to warm up and probably cook. They were probably still drunk. Drunk or sober, they were stupid. It was so wet that it was impossible to set fire to round chunks of firewood. So, one of these guys was spraying barbecue lighter fluid on the wet firewood when the other guy struck a match. Some of the lighter fluid had spilled down his nylon rain suit. When it caught fire, the plastic had melted into the guy's legs." (Cont'd) "Anyhow, the guy's legs were burned pretty badly. The park is 50 km from the city, where the hospital is. I got the guy in the cab of the old 4x4 truck we used to haul picnic tables and outhouses around, and I beat it for the city. The truck was an old beater with no overhead lights to flash and no siren. I had the window down, no air conditioning, and the thing rattled like a bucket of nails. Keep in mind that there were no cell phones then, and we only had spotty VHF radio coverage in the park. There was no way and no time to call for an ambulance. It was down to me and the old truck." "When I got to the city, I was going about 130 km/hr. I hasten to add that this was a summer Sunday morning, and there was zero for a cop. I blew past him and did not slow. He turned around and chased me, lights flashing and a siren screaming. He chased me right to the emergency entrance of the hospital like that. He was at my door as I was getting out, and he was yelling at me, losing his mind. Until the smell hit him. The smell of the burnt skin and melted plastic was not something you wanted to smell again." (Cont'd) "The camper guy had gone into shock and was pretty well unresponsive. I told the cop to hold on, I would be out to talk to him in a few minutes. I put the camper on my shoulder and carried him into the hospital emergency unit like he was a side of beef. (Hey, it was over 40 years ago, and I was in great shape back then.) The nurses got the doctor, and they started to work on the guy." "A bunch of guys came running into the ranger station carrying their buddy with his pants partially pulled down, and he was bleeding. His buddies had dared him to sit on a barrel cactus, and of course, he had about 10-15 needles in his butt. We were 25 minutes from the nearest town and about two hours from the nearest hospital. The town had a rotating doctor at an urgent care center, but it was not really equipped to handle something like this. So we had to call in a medevac helicopter to pick him up. His buddies were freaking out." —beachbear4life "I wasn't a ranger, but I did work in Yellowstone for a summer. I once saw a woman egg her toddler on to pet a baby elk with the mother nearby. Pulled over and had to explain to her that Yellowstone wasn't a petting zoo, the animals are wild, and a mama elk is very protective and very capable of killing both you and your child if you get too close. She scoffed at me. People are insane." "I was a facility officer in a backcountry park. This park is super isolated, we worked alone for 8-day shifts, and I would go days without seeing anyone during my days-long shifts at the start of the season. It's now much busier, but at the time, I'd actually ration my visits to the lighthouse to once per shift since they'd be my only human interaction and I didn't want to burn them out on me. Lol. From the cabin, I had binoculars that allowed me to scan the beach in case campers arrived, and I'd go check their camping tags. One evening, I was scanning the beach and I had to do a double-take." "It wasn't the normal wolves/sea lions/elk/deer. Nope. It was a large group of nudists. I felt like a weird voyeur, so I put down the binoculars and hoped that if I gave them an hour or two, they'd want to put on clothes due to the ridiculous swarms of mosquitoes. NOPE. That was fun checking their camping tags." (Cont'd) "I also had campers come report a dead (murdered) body that had washed up on shore on one of the other beaches in the park. It was really awful for those poor campers. I had to organize the police to come out and retrieve the body. It had been at sea for some time." "My dad found a dead body in a suitcase when he was a ranger." —TheReformedSanic "One of my best buds from college became a ranger in the Southeast US. A few years back, he told me about an old married couple he had recently helped out. He had seen them come to the park several days in a row, and found out they were visiting from out west, and they had gotten engaged there decades prior. They had been searching for a spot they'd taken pics of where he popped the question, but were having trouble." "After looking at the pictures and figuring out roughly where they were trying to get to, he escorted them in his vehicle, then hiked with them to where he thought it would be. They found it, and he left them there and went back to his station at the entrance. He said he got a weird feeling once he got back and felt like he needed to wait to see them whenever they left. Well, once it came time to lock up at night, he still hadn't seen them leave, so he reported it, left his assistant to wait at the shack at the entrance, and went back to where he left them." (Cont'd) "He found both of them lying down, spooning along the bank of the river. Neither were alive. He called the cops. He went through the whole nine yards and then went home. The police were able to disclose to him their identities, but weren't sure of anything else initially." "My cousin is with the forest service in the Montana/Wyoming area, and I decided to go up there with her to literally test the waters. She does hydrology and has to ride out to the middle of nowhere to test streams and snow runoff to ensure no contaminants. I thought that sounded fun and wanted to do a bit of a tour with her. We were going to have to camp out there for two nights, so we packed up all our gear in saddlebags or saddlebundles and started out." "The first day and night were amazing. Beautiful scenery and amazing air quality. It really is so peaceful out there. Anyway, we started out on the second day, and my cousin said, 'You want to see something weird?' Of course, I said yes, so she led me on a bit of a side journey into this tiny little ravine." (Cont'd) "We ended up traveling about two hours away from our actual path we had laid out. At the very end of this fold in the land, she dismounts and tells me to get off my horse, too. We tie them up in this gorgeous little clearing, and she tells me to follow this tiny wildlife path and bring our little rechargeable radio." (Cont'd) "My cousin trails behind me as I do, and this wire, after coming straight up from the ground, is strung across limbs of trees, then back to the ground, then it snakes around rocks and finally deadends into an outlet. That outlet is mounted on the side of a desk. It looks like a schoolteacher's desk from when I was growing up, with a metal base and a pseudo wood/plastic top thing. No chair, building, nothing, just this outlet and desk." "I am staring confused as all hell at this desk in the middle of a forest when my cousin takes the radio, pulls out the cord, and plugs it into the outlet. That fucker then lit up and started blaring static. The wire was being fed from somewhere. Now, the place where we were had no road access, no buildings for many miles, and no other people around. And yet, there was a live outlet. Weird as shit. No spooky jump scares or bodies, just one lone powered desk in the middle of the woods. I wish I had taken a picture of it."—Sand_Dargon "Park ranger here. I work at a park just outside a metro area, 5,000 acres and a 1,500-acre lake. Super busy park, but we have some areas off the beaten path. Once, I stumbled on some creepy ass animal sacrifice stuff because I happened to follow the crows. You rarely have to worry about animals; it's the people we share this world with..." "Not me, but my dad, who was a ranger. He said once he was out in the forest with one other ranger, and they had to camp overnight halfway to their destination. Well, that night they heard footsteps, many of them, outside their tent. Then, they heard at least 20 people scream, 'Get out!' Needless to say, they got the fuck out and radioed it in. The next morning, the cops went out and searched and found four skinned animals pinned to the trees around their campsite." "I'm a ranger and work at a pretty remote desert park. This happened before I got there, but the other rangers I work with were there. They went to do a patrol during summer (our off-season) at one of our seldom-used campgrounds. On a patrol, our maintenance ranger found a burnt-out car in one of the sites. The desert is a weird place, so he just calls the sheriff and waits. Sheriff arrives, and it turns out there's a body in the driver's seat. With no arms and no legs. Just a torso and head. Burnt. Sheriffs just marked it as a suicide and removed the vehicle. We are close to Mexico and get a lot of illegal drug traffic, so I guess they don't even bother trying to solve those. Super sketchy." —BeerAndOxytocin "Ex-ranger here. We had a group of frat boys making way too much noise. We came by twice, and at the second stop, I told them, 'This is your last warning.' Not only is it rude for other campers to be so loud, but it's exceptionally dangerous. Everyone knows that the local mountain lions are attracted to loud noises at night, and these 'ghost cats,' as they are called, can creep right up on you without you hearing or seeing them. Whatever you do, you don't leave your tent tonight, and if you hear anything, don't make a sound. So, we went back to the station, grabbed a Lion pelt and the night vision goggles." "Once they were all in their tents, we crept into the campsite and made fake lion tracks everywhere. We set up the lion pelt propped up over some sticks. The other ranger got out the PA and, from a distance, started doing fake lion calls, slowly getting closer. I pulled the Jeep forward like we were arriving on scene and got out. Turned on my mag light and illuminated the silhouette of the lion pelt. Because I was moving quickly, the shadow of the lion appeared as if it were moving." (Cont'd) "At this point, the frat boys were losing it. The other ranger shouted, 'Stay in your tents!' followed shortly by 'She's coming around at us,' and then, 'There's another one!' and finally, 'Let's get the fuck out of here.' At that point, we turned off the flashlights, grabbed the lion pelt in the darkness, jumped in the Jeep, and sped off." "I was the lone recreation ranger in a small district in southern Idaho. The nearest town from the guard station was about 1.5 hours away by car. After moving into the guard station, the solar power was not working, and I couldn't sleep for about a month due to various factors like bats in the cabin and something walking on the deck at night. The woods there always had an eerie feeling to them, unlike the Southwest Ponderosa forest that I was used to." "About two months into the seasonal job, I started to hear something walking and scratching on the deck at even on the door. Now, this district was known for its badgers and beavers, so I didn't think much of it. But when leaving the cabin at night, I always had an eerie feeling like I was being watched. One night, I was returning from my weekly grocery run, and I had a bad feeling. At the time, I did not have my shotgun in the vehicle." (Cont'd) "After stepping out of the vehicle, I looked to the right of the cabin, about 50 feet from my front door. All I could see were two eyes about 3.5-4 ft in the air. To say I freaked out was an understatement. I started yelling, 'Get the fuck out of here,' but the eyes only crouched down and inched closer. At this point, I could tell it was a large animal of some kind, definitely not a coyote. I tossed a piece of firewood in the general area, and the creature leaped back a bit but did not make a sound. " (Cont'd) "That night, I drank about four IPAs and slept with my shotgun. In the morning, the trail crew came up. We found mountain lion tracks all over the porch, rocking bench, and compound leading back to the creek." "After that event, I always heard the rocking chair move and someone or something walking on the porch, but never found any tracks after that point. Considering that it was always muddy up there, it was weird not to find any tracks. I've been stalked by mountain lions before and never had that eerie feeling like I did in those woods."—CloudGod13 "So my dad is a forestry technician, and this happened to one of his coworkers. They were up doing some sort of job in the very northernmost part of Ontario. Anyways, it was in the middle of the night, and she was half asleep and vaguely heard something outside her tent. Then she felt something push against her tent, and the zipper slowly opened. She opened her eyes and saw the head of a polar bear in her tent. Polar bears are far from the cuddly toys that you see, and they are known to be super aggressive and will hunt and eat people. She lay there paralyzed with fear, thinking that it was the end, and then slowly the bear retracted its head and left." And lastly: "I have so many of these, but I'll share my favorite. I have been a ranger in the USFS for almost fifteen years, but this took place about three years after I joined. We were getting calls about a lone wolf with a collar on hanging around a campsite — weird, since wolves aren't known to be in the area, but when you work in the field long enough, you start to realize anything is possible. No calls had mentioned violent behavior from the animal, though, thank god." "I departed from the station around noon to check out the places where it'd been sighted. I wandered around for about three hours (no further calls during that time) until I took a break for water. I sat down, had a snack, drank some water, and got ready to go again when the thing was about 20 feet out, trotting near the treeline. It seemed friendly and had a collar, so I whistled to it, and it came over to me. Getting a closer look, I could see it wasn't a wolf. It was huge, but it was dark and didn't have the right body structure, though I could see why it'd be confusing from a distance." (Cont'd) "I radioed in and reported that I had a dog with me. But as soon as I said I'd bring it in, the dog fucking took off. I went after it, and I swear it was a game of chase for at least five minutes as we steadily ran through the forest. (Also, please don't go running through the woods unless you know the area like the back of your hand.) The dog FINALLY slowed down near a rock bed/creek area and started pacing around a spot. I drew closer and didn't see anything off at first, then I noticed it — the overgrowth had almost disguised what appeared to be bones." (Cont'd) "The bones were identified as a teenage male who died by suicide. He'd been reported missing in the area long before I became a ranger, and there'd been pretty much no hope of finding him. I spoke to his mom on the phone (she called to thank me personally), and she asked how I found her son. I mentioned the black dog. I thought I said something wrong since there was a pause on her side of the line." "After I gave a couple of details about the dog, she quietly explained that her son, who struggled with making connections, sank into a deep depression after the death of his best very dog that'd led me to him. I think I spent the rest of the day stunned. I continue to be in disbelief, in a way. But I know what happened."—throwaway8242930 What's your wildest, creepiest, or strangest story while deep in the backcountry, woods, or desert? Let us know in the comments or in this anonymous form. Note: Some submissions have been edited for length and/or clarity. Dial 988 in the United States to reach the National Suicide Prevention Lifeline. The 988 Lifeline is available 24/7/365. Your conversations are free and confidential. Other international suicide helplines can be found at The Trevor Project, which provides help and suicide-prevention resources for LGBTQ youth, is 1-866-488-7386.
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Parents In Other Countries Do This 1 Thing — And American Kids Might Be Missing Out.
My son, age 14, loves watching the Japanese show 'Old Enough' on Netflix. The premise is that young children — ages 4, 3 and even 2 — are sent to run errands by themselves. Cleverly disguised camera crews trail them on their journeys while their parents wait for them at home or some other predetermined meeting point. The kids walk though neighborhoods, cross the street, navigate public transit and manage interactions with shopkeepers. One little girl carries her mother's work pants to be mended. Another child purchases dumplings from a vendor. The children's focus and determination is captivating, and it's impossible not to become invested in their success at the task. The kids are also adorable. Their reactions and facial expressions regularly crack my son up. But that isn't the show's only allure. The sheer implausibility of the whole endeavor draws him in. 'You would've never let me do something like this,' he observed. 'You would've been freaking out.' He's not wrong. When he was 3, I likely would've sent him hang gliding before allowing him to cross the street alone. But my parenting instincts aren't just a product of my own neuroses. They're part of a culture, and here in the U.S. we've developed a culture of overprotectiveness and fear when it comes to kids acting independently. By keeping them safely within arms' reach, what are our kids missing out on? And what are some ways we could give them the opportunity to practice these vital life skills? What kids' independence looks like in other countries. Japan isn't the only nation where you can find kids navigating a town's streets and public transportation without adult supervision. Mei-Ling Hopgood lived in Argentina as a new mother, writing about the experience in her book 'How Eskimos Keep Their Babies Warm,' in which she explores parenting practices around the globe. She noted that it was common in Argentina and in other countries to see children commuting to and from school without adults. In some places, the reasons behind this particular independence are structural. Not all families have cars, so the only options may be walking, biking or taking public transit. Another factor is parents' level of trust in their community. When they send their kids out of the house, do they assume they will be safe and that the adults they interact with will be helpful and trustworthy? In Argentina, Hopgood saw signs of trust in the community of surrounding adults. 'If a child is crossing the street, not with a parent, or if an older person is crossing the street and needs help, they will take your hands. For example, when I would take the girls back to Argentina when they were little, the drivers that would pick us up, a man they did not know, would take their hands and walk them to the car,' she said, much to the surprise of her daughters, who by then were living in the U.S. 'The thinking [is] that adults are there to help you,' Hopgood told HuffPost. This includes men and even men you don't know, and was a real shift from the 'stranger danger' panic that permeated her American childhood. It was 'notable to me because of the bias against men being nurturing people, or they are the strangers you should be afraid of.' Journalist Michaeleen Doucleff observed a similar kind of autonomy among the Maya, Inuit and Hadzabe children that she observed when researching her book 'Hunt, Gather, Parent.' Children in these cultures, she told HuffPost, 'have enormous freedom to decide where they go, what they do and who they're with. Parents and older kids are around them, observing and ensuring they are safe. But generally their movements and actions are their own.' Again, there is a shared assumption that children are safe moving throughout the community. This autonomy extends to kids setting their own schedules — deciding when do go to bed, for example (an often fraught topic for American parents that has generated the profession of sleep consultant). In general, kids were entrusted with a multitude of what an American would likely consider 'adult' responsibilities: 'They use knives and the stove. They help take care of younger siblings (playing with them, changing diapers, feeding them). They take care of animals or a family garden. They learn to hunt, slaughter/butcher animals, make clothes. They work at local stores. They climb trees, gather firewood or forage for food,' Doucleff said. This trust in children's ability to handle things includes managing their emotions and speaking for themselves. 'They are allowed to get upset, have tantrums, without being scolded or forced to control their emotions very early,' Doucleff said. In addition, she said, 'parents allow children to talk for themselves' rather than answering questions directed at them on their behalf or prompting them with what to say. Other cultures also have a higher tolerance for risk when it comes to kids' behavior. Helen Russell, author of the forthcoming 'The Danish Secret to Happy Kids' (released already in Britain as 'How to Raise a Viking'), observed in Denmark that children often take risks in their extensive outdoor play and are expected to resolve conflicts among themselves when they arise. Likewise, children speak for themselves and are expected to dress themselves (including the all-important snowsuit!) and feed themselves, rather than being told by adults what to say, what to wear and when and what to eat. Danish children, Russell told HuffPost, are allowed to pretty much 'roam free,' and the same is true in other Nordic countries. 'Icelandic children are all allowed to roam free until a state-sanctioned 'curfew' in the summer holidays, when Iceland enjoys 24-hour sun. So, come July, 13- to 16-year-olds are allowed to run wild until midnight, while children up to the age of 12 get to hang out until 10 p.m.,' she said. Why it's important to foster kids' independence. Letting children travel about, do chores and play without interference from adults can allow the adults more time to get their own work done and might seem to require less effort. Doucleff, however, noted that it's not that parents are letting their children go unattended. 'Adults keep a close eye to ensure kids are safe. So it's not about simply doing less.' The key difference, she explained, is that 'parents don't interfere with children's actions and movements, especially during play.' Kids, not adults, are the ones who truly reap the rewards of this dynamic. 'Lack of autonomy is strongly associated with anxiety and depression,' Doucleff said, while 'high levels of autonomy are linked to confidence, drive and all-around better mental health. In the communities I visited in 'Hunt, Gather, Parent,' children had these in spades.' Autonomy, she explained, 'enables children to learn adult skills ... . So they can be active contributors to their families and not simply attended to by their parents.' We know that being able to contribute meaningfully can help kids feel a sense of mattering, which is protective of their mental health. Knowing that adults trust them to get from one place to another or use the kitchen knives helps them believe in their own abilities and gives them opportunities to 'learn on their own, make mistakes on their own,' Hopgood said. Experience teaches them that they can figure things out for themselves and overcome challenges. Russell explained that all the outdoor play kids engage in in Denmark, in spite of frigid weather, also has a positive effect on their well-being. 'Studies show that spending time outdoors improves well-being and cooperation, reduces stress, helps with concentration and evens out differences between low-achieving and high-achieving children,' she said. Hopgood, a journalism professor at Northwestern University, noted that here in the U.S. we are beginning to see the effect of a lack of independence once these children head off to college. 'Students coming to university, [their] maturity and responsibility level is years below what they were some years ago. Because of many reasons, but parents have done so much for them.' Without practice, kids lack problem-solving skills and confidence in their ability to tackle challenges without their parents' help. Ways parents can help kids gain independence. There's no need to move all the way to Latin America or Scandinavia to help your kids learn independence. Some communities, by their design, are more conducive to kids' autonomy than others, and some places are also simply safer. But even within the confines of your own home, there are steps you can take to encourage this growth. 'It's about having confidence in children's ability to learn and grow at a young age without the need for constant interference from adults,' Doucleff said. Doucleff measured her own interference in her children's lives by counting how many times per hour she gave them commands. ('Eat two more bites, please.' 'Give me the ball.') She initially found that this number was 120 — which is in line with what most kids experience in Western cultures. 'In cultures with autonomous children, parents give only two to three commands per hour. So a hundred times fewer! It's radically different than the approach that's common in the U.S.,' she said. She encourages parents to use their cellphones to record their own interactions with their children and count the number of commands they are giving now and make a goal of getting that number down to three per hour. You can start slow, by having a low-command hour just once a day, perhaps at the playground. She also recommends that parents take some time to observe their children. 'See what their interests are but also their skill level. Then you know when to back off and be confident that they've got the situation handled or when to jump in to help if they need it.' Focus on building up their independence in a specific domain by 'teaching them skills they need to handle any dangers or problems that may arise in these environments,' such as using knives and electrical plugs, crossing streets or watching for cars. 'Then schedule time in their week to simply be autonomous in these environments (without devices),' she said. You don't have to start by letting them roam free all afternoon. Instead, you might begin by letting them walk home from school with a sibling or group of friends. If they're interested in cooking, you could plan to let them make breakfast for themselves on Saturday mornings. 'A little goes a long way,' Doucleff said. 'Just adding a few hours of autonomy each week will help your child immensely. You'll see a huge difference in their anxiety, behavior and overall confidence and self-sufficiency.' Related... What Is Child Endangerment? When Leaving Your Child Alone Becomes A Crime. 9 Parenting Practices From Around The World That May Totally Surprise You 11 Seemingly Innocent Phrases You Shouldn't Say To Kids
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Scottie Scheffler's role in ‘Happy Gilmore 2' is an unexpected gift for golf fans
This is a story about a movie that saved a sport. OK, that's a stretch, but only a little one. Scottie Scheffler is the No. 1 golfer in the world. Has been for a couple of years. He has won two Masters titles, one PGA Championship and the recent British Open, as well as an Olympic gold medal. He is so good that somebody ought to check his golf balls for tiny magnets that hook up to the cups on the greens. So far this year, by slapping a little white dimpled ball around in the grass, he has won $19.2 million. He has yet to turn 30, but his overall income, just from golf tournaments, is around $90 million. This guy is so good that his caddie, Ted Scott, is estimated, at the normal 10% of winnings, to have pocketed about $5 million. For carrying a bag. So, what's the problem? Scheffler is so good that he might also be sparking a trend called remote remorse. You really want to watch, but once he gets ahead by a couple of shots, there is nothing left. No drama, no possible twist and turn, no chance of any excitement. Other players in those tense, title-on-the-line final holes, dunk a shot into the water or bury one so deep in the sand that their only choice of club is a shovel. Not Scheffler. He is a 6-foot-3 human robot whose veins circulate ice water. When the going gets tough, Scheffler yawns. So, you see this and you know what is coming next — final putt, arms raised in satisfaction, a hug for his multi-millionaire caddie, the mandatory TV interview with the apparently mandatory British-accent female sportscaster, who will always start with, 'How does this feel?' You, and millions more, click the button on your remote for something more interesting, like HGTV or the Gardening Channel. When Scheffler gets ahead in the final round like that — which is almost always — it is game over. He can squeeze the drama out of a golf tournament like Bill Belichick could out of an NFL postgame interview. Certainly, you say, Tiger Woods used to win lots of tournaments by lots of big margins and that never seemed boring. That's because it wasn't. Tiger was animated, angry, annoyed, analytical, fed up with some part of his game, charged up over another part, mad at a reporter, upset with his agent. Tiger could win by eight, occasionally did, and it was still must-see TV. When Tiger was at his best, nobody could beat him and the public loved him and just wanted more. Scheffler is currently at his best and the public certainly is terribly impressed and, sadly, kind of meh. Tiger was a pound-on-the-table-and-shout-at-the-TV kind of player. Scheffler is a nod and a shrug. But there is hope. Hollywood has intervened, as only Hollywood can. Twenty-nine years ago, an up-and-coming comic named Adam Sandler made a movie inspired by one of his New England friends, who was a great hockey player and could also hit a golf ball a long distance with a hockey stick. Sandler called the movie 'Happy Gilmore' and found a wide audience that loved it for its irreverence about a game that flaunts hushed reverence. Among the highlights was an on-course fistfight between Happy Gilmore (Sandler) and aging TV game show host Bob Barker. Barker won by KO. The movie was hilariously overdone slapstick. It was a gut-laugh-a-minute. It was so stupid and wacky that it was wonderful. Now, Sandler has made 'Happy Gilmore 2,' and it is again a must-see for all the reasons that the original was. Plus the cameo appearances. Especially one by Scheffler. In the movie, Scheffler is good, funny, fun. He doesn't have a lot of lines, but he has perfect timing. He punches a guy out on the green and the cops come and haul him away. 'Oh, no. Not again,' he says. Remember, earlier this year, when Louisville cops hauled him away and put him in an orange jail suit, when he was accused of making a wrong turn while driving into the golf course at the PGA Championship, a tournament that he would eventually win? Well, Sandler and his writers made hay out of that, but more significantly, Scheffler played to it perfectly. After the movie punch-out, Scheffler is pictured in a jail cell, in an orange jail suit, as a guard asks, since he has been in that cell for three days, if he wants to get out. Scheffler replies, 'Ah, what's for dinner?' When he is told chicken fingers, he says, 'I think I'll stay another night.' Now, of course, none of that is knee-slapping stuff, but it is Scheffler, and the self-effacing comedy is a perfect image-enhancer, even if it is only in a stupid movie. It is so much better for golf fans to see Scheffler as a roll-with-the-punches fun guy, than an emotionless, ball-striking robot. Neither is totally accurate, but in this media world of image-is-everything, 'Happy Gilmore 2' has done wonderful things for this wonderful golfer. Even moreso, for his sport He will be all over your TV screens for the three-week FedEx playoffs. It starts Aug. 7 with a tournament in Memphis, followed by the next week in Baltimore and the grand finale Aug. 21 in East Lake, Ga., near Atlanta. For the playoffs, the PGA will distribute $100 million in prize money and the winner will receive $10 million. Scheffler, a likely winner, would then certainly be invited to appear on TV, especially the late-night shows such as Stephen Colbert and Jimmy Fallon. This would present another great image-building opportunity. He could show up in an orange jump suit.
