In my work and travels I often see a parental type I think of as “Sportscasters.” Basically, a “sportscasting” parent drowns a child in words. In real time (that is, blow-by-blow) they telecast everything the child touches, does, is wearing, or even what they may be thinking. “Would you look at this! Peter, darling, look at you! In your bright red shoes you’re doing a wonderfully silly dance.
