Interesting article, Thewiseone. I've always thought that a certain amount of "benign neglect" (after the basics have been sorted out of course- feed them, clean them, cuddle them, talk to them) is an appealing parenting style. I think the "paranoid hoverer" brigade of mums who never leave their kids to their own devices for a second and put their own needs well below their children's are at least as annoying/damaging as the ignorers.
Here are some of my favourite childhood memories:
*An afternoon of dancing about (aged 5 or so, perhaps?), squabbling with my sister and climbing all over my mum while she napped by the gas fire, occasionally mumbling "Stop fighting, kids" or "Are you ok?" or "Get off me. I'm asleep"
*Watching (in vaguely horrified delight) my parents having a row in which my Mum poked my Dad in the bum with a fork and he retaliated in fury by grabbing a whole freshly roasted chicken from the table and taking a big bite out of it when they were expecting guests for dinner.
*Arguing- I'm talking genuine, heated arguing here!- with my Dad about who got to read MY Bunty comic first.
*My mum swearing in the car. I learned all my best words from her in the car, though out of the car she didn't swear at all and, indeed, did not like us to do so. Her face was always good for a laugh when we answered her despairing "Where do you pick up such language?" with "From you! In the car!"
Perfect parenting? Constant supervision? Child centredness 100% of the time? I think these would would lead to some very dull childhoods! As a child I'd rather have eavesdropped on my Mum's (fascinating) phone conversations than participate in a duty conversation about flowers and trees, any day of the week.